Thursday, June 28, 2007

Time To Punish The Stepson - warning CUSSING involved in this post

We discovered stepson has been conversing with a 20 year old girl from Dallas. We don't know where they met, we are assuming on MySpace. He told us they met on the plane when he was on his way here earlier this month. He told his mom that they met at school or church. He told the girl if she is ever asked that they met through his cousin.

Stepson's mom discovered it, because she is a good mom and monitors his MySpace account, and emailed us the emails they have exchange recently. I know some people will think it wrong that his MySpace account is monitored but this is exactly why that shit needs to be monitored.

Apparently I've been looking over his shoulders while they talk back and forth and have said OK to everything, them meeting for some midnight book release in Dallas at Barnes and Nobles and if I'm ok with her then his real mom will be ok with her too.

Little Punk is lying to all of us about everything. I'm wondering if Miss 20 Year Old knows she is dealing with a 14 Year Old Boy......

I'm pissed that he would use me like that. I assumed a kid who wanted to go to Harvard and become a doctor or a lawyer would be smarter than that. I was so fucking wrong.

From the way the email from his mom is written it sounds like she believes that I'm ok with all of this and she is fucking pissed at me.

Only a person who wants to have their stepson's mom pissed at them would be ok with a 20 year old meeting a 14 year old. I have no desire to piss off stepson's mom. Even though we've never met she seems to have a problem with me, even before this whole issue came up.

Stepson is not allowed on the computer for 2 days. That is Scott's punishment. I think computer time should be taken away for longer than 2 days.

I think Scott is worried that stepson will be bored. You know what, I don't care. He can suck it up and clean the house this weekend and then maybe get back on the computer next week.

Or is that a little harsh.

I'm just angry that he would lie like that. I was angry enough I called and bothered Scott while he was at work.

I'm sure this house will be quite interesting when Scott gets home from work in 1 1/2 hours.

Now that I've vented a little I'm going to do some more laundry!

Too Sad

In one day I read this story about the pro wrestler that killed his wife and son and then killed himself, and then this article. The first article tells that Benoit's son had the Fragile X Syndrome. The second article releases the exciting news that there might be a way to fight Autism and Mental Retardation in the future.

Who knows how far in the future it will be but just the thought of a possible "cure" for this.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love Ethan just the way he is and I don't want to change him because I am selfish and want my life to be easier. The only reason I would want him to have the vaccine, if it is ever approved for use in humans, is because it might make his life easier.
At first it was exciting to read the article. I thought how much easier Ethan's life would be as an adult. All the testing and occupational therapy and maybe even speech therapy could stop. Granted he would most likely still have Tourette's Syndrome but we could deal with that.

Then I thought of all these questions.

But would his life really be easier? What if it makes his life harder? More difficult to understand what is going on around him? Would the vaccine work overnight or would it take days, weeks, or months to show any signs of working? Would it really be worth it?

Would he be confused about his life before the vaccine or not know how to deal with life after the vaccine? What kind of therapy would he need after, what kind of education? All the things he would have to learn once he was "normal". I have so many questions!

The more I think about it the more I don't want that to ever happen.

Because would the testing and therapy really stop. He would probably still have to go through testing and therapy, just different types of it.

And would his interests stay the same, his love for movies and cars and trains. How would the way he looks at the world change? It would have to change. I don't see how that big of a life altering event could not change your outlook on the world.

WHAT IF?!?!?!?

I've all of a sudden decided if that vaccine is ever available I don't want Ethan to have it. There are way too many questions and there probably wouldn't be enough answers.

I could see maybe a toddler, just diagnosed, having the vaccine, but not an older child. One that would have to learn so much more.

I'm against childhood vaccines anyways so why add one more to the list. I keep that to myself because the debate going on about vaccines rages on just fine without my voice. I have enough going on in my life.

On to other news! Emma is begging to come home early, Still, so I've given in and will pick them up July 21st, wait, maybe July 28th. The final Harry Potter book comes out July 21st and the book store I love is having a party that starts at 9pm and goes until 2am or so. Party for 3 hours with other Harry Potter lovers and then buy the book and go home and start reading. For the past 5 years, every time a HP book has come out Scott and I go to the midnight party and then meet his mom and sister for breakfast at Denny's. I don't think that will happen this year.

Ahh, families, can't live with them and you certainly can't live without them.

I just can't go to a midnight party for HP and then get up at 4am to go get my kids. Sounds horrible! They are technically supposed to be there until August 11th though. Harry Potter might win this battle and the kids will have to wait until July 28th.

Ethan doesn't even want to come home! It's just Emma I'm going to have to worry about.

She'll be fine and I know it. It's just a matter of convincing HER of that.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Vacation Time

Only 16 more days until we leave for Disneyland. I tried to talk Scott into Sea World this year but then we both decided to wait until we can take all 4 kids.

I'm looking forward to the trip finally. I wasn't for so long because we've been there once a year for the past 4 years now. I've decided that it will be fun because I won't have kids to worry about. Stepson will be with us but he is 14 and I won't have to worry about him. I'll actually get to explore California Adventure this time. Last time we were at California Adventure we had all 4 kids and I really didn't enjoy it.

Only 16 more days until we get to escape all the stupid drama around here. Major drama is Emma. She is making herself sick now because she wants to come home so bad. But, I caught her acting! She called me Saturday morning, it was about 7am which means it was 6am there. She was crying so hard, or at least very convincingly sounded like she was crying so hard begging to come home that she missed us and was having no fun at all. I heard Ethan (why in the world are they up so early! especially on a Saturday!) in the background and asked to speak to him. She was immediately fine and yelled for Ethan to grab the phone because I wanted to talk to him. As she handed the phone to Ethan she told him to hurry up because she wanted to talk to me more. All in a perfectly normal voice. No hiccuping, no teary sounds. She was ok. I am now convinced she only wants to come home early because she is missing Disneyland. I wondered at first but now I'm sure. Little terd. Their stepmom's nerves are shot though and asked me to get them July 21st. Not because she wants to get rid of them but because she is exhausted. Their dad's ship will be leaving a week before that and will be gone for about 3 months so they won't see them again anyways. I feel for her right now. I finally broke down and told their stepmom to make Emma put her swimsuit on and have fun and make Emma participate. So we'll see how that goes. I didn't hear from Emma at all yesterday.

Another drama. My in-laws. The anger from my SIL has now trickled over to my MIL. She is mad us at now as well. All because we stuck up for something we felt was wrong. I told Scott last night I was done. I'm going to stay away from his family until they can be nice and not treat us like we are scum. My MIL brought my stepson home yesterday to pick up some clothes. He spent the night with the bratty cousin, yes, we are still letting them spend time together. It's not fair to stepson to make him stay home alone and not have fun. Besides, he has some control over his bratty cousin and bratty cousin seems to calm down when he's around my stepson. Anyways, they showed up about 6pm last night and she refused to come into the house or talk to me. Normally she just walks right in and will sit down and talk and talk but last night she walked stepson up to the front door, hugged Harley, and when I told her to come on in, she just looked at me, turned around and went back to her car to wait.

So I'm done. It's not worth the stress and tension it's causing and I told Scott when they can be friendly and not snub me then I'll participate in family functions again. I noticed I felt so much better after making this decision. Normally I'm dead tired by 7pm and ready to just sleep. After that decision I was fine. Scott made dinner so I did the dishes, gave boy his bath, did some laundry, straightened up most of the house and by 11:30pm I was still feeling great. I even gave Scott a foot massage. We watched Beach Patrol on CourtTV and I finally went to sleep about 1am. I did take me a while to wake up this morning but I got boy to the babysitter and got to work on time. I even managed to feed the dogs before I left.

Scott has this ability to just let stuff go. He very rarely gets angry and the only people he's held a grudge against are his ex's. He just lets everything slide right off. I wish I could learn how to do that. I did a pretty good job last night and feel great. But I've also been walking with friends 3 nights a week and that exercise paired with my physical therapy have just made me feel better.

Don't worry Walker, I'm not pushing it. I'm being good and not lifting anything heavy yet. I sit down and have Harley climb onto my lap. It's just so nice to be able to get out of bed in the morning and have no pain!

Well, I'm typing this at work, very rarely do I get to do this here so I better not push my luck.

Everyone have a great week!

Friday, June 22, 2007

Friday Night

I spent this evening at a 2 year old's birthday party with Harley. At the swimming pool. I was oh so brave and put my suit on and joined in the fun. There were about 30 people there and I knew about 8 of them. I was very brave for swimming. I'm so proud of me!

Scott was supposed to have gone with us but he was called in to work. He was given today off because he already has about 55 hours this week. The bigwigs came to visit his store so everyone worked extra hard to make the store look presentable. If they would keep it that way all the time, bigwigs visiting wouldn't be a big deal. Just my opinion. Anyways, whoever was closing tonight called in sick so they called Scott in to work. Another 5 1/2 hours. The next paycheck will be rather nice.

I've spent this week working, walking with friends at night (we are wimps and have been walking around the mall because it is still around 100 degrees at 7:30pm when we start walking), going to physical therapy for my back (which I might be able to stop soon! YEAH, my back feels almost 100% better since I started PT), and taking care of Harley.

My mom flew to Minnesota to visit my uncle and listen to him call everyone a Dink for the next 2 weeks. It's nice and quiet here. No Ethan and Emma and Mom. She was so ready to go and get away from us and we were ready for her to go. The breaks we get from each other every summer are just right.

Emma has called crying and begging to come home every day, except for yesterday and today, since she got there. Part of me wants to fly up to Washington and get her and bring her home. Another part wants her to stay there so I can have a break from the attitude. And yet another part feels she should stay there because it is only fair for her to spend time with her dad and step mom. I know here dad's ship is out to sea most of the summer but the few times he will be in port at least they will be there to say HI and give him a hug. Their step mom is wonderful and I know they like her.

The day we left them with their step mom I was so sure that Emma was going to ask if she could move up to Washington and live with them. Just something she said to her step mom that gave me that idea. That worry has flown out of my mind. I understand she misses us and wants to come home but I have to be strong and tell her she needs to stay there. It's only fair. Fairness sucks sometimes.

It'll be OK though and it will be time to leave to make the 14 hour drive to get my demon children.

That day won't be here soon enough though.

Scott is off all weekend and we don't have anything at all planned, well, maybe seeing the new Stephen King movie, 1408. Read the book and very excited to see the movie!

Everyone have a great weekend. I'm off to bed, swimming with a 3 year old is so very tiring!

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Happy Fathers Day To All The Fathers

Scott had to work today. In the retail business there are a few holidays, Fathers Day isn't one of them.

Stepson's view of his dad working today? That's Gay.... OK, the verbiage of a 14 year old boy.

I've been pretty lazy today. I was up at 8am and ate breakfast with Harley and read the paper while he watched the Wonder Pets. Then I showered while Harley ran in and out of the bathroom and opened the shower curtain and had to pee every few seconds. He got mad because I kept dripping on him so I left him sitting on the toilet until I was out of the shower. I only took a 10 minute shower.
After I got dressed Harley and I colored a picture of a trophy that says World's Greatest Dad and then we had waffles for lunch and then we lay down to take a nap and I had him almost asleep when Scott walked in. He got off a few hours early so we all took a nap together. Scott hugging one side of the bed, me hugging the other and Harley laying between us with his head on Scott's chest and his feet on my stomach. The joys of being a 3 year old and getting away with that kind of bed hogging.

I really should finish laundry, do dinner dishes, and who knows what else I could find but I just don't want to. For some reason I'm extra lazy on the weekends where I've worked on Saturday. I worked a whole 5 1/2 hours yesterday but still just didn't feel like doing much today.

So, the soccer meeting. Went OK. Nobody got mad at me and that made it so hard to tell them off and stay angry. I'm just not that kind of person. I waited and waited for some snide remark to fly and it never did. So, I'm stuck. I could quit at any time but I'm not that kind of person either. I just can't leave them stuck without the help. I'm too nice sometimes. I guess I can deal with it as long as Emma wants to play soccer.

And then there is Emma. I've heard from her 4 times this weekend. She called me Friday crying and screaming and when she finally calmed down I found out she was just bored. I told her if she couldn't call with tears then she wouldn't' be calling. The other times I've talked to her this weekend she has been calm but whiny. If this keeps up the next 2 months are going to be extremely long. I do miss them but I'd rather talk to her just a few times while she's gone, it would be easier on me!

Only 25 more days til we head back to Anaheim and Disney. And the beach and sushi and a BBQ place I saw on the Food Network and who knows what else. My SIL and family are definitely not going. Supposedly because my BIL can't get that weekend off from work. But he works for the city and Scott and I know how the city here works when it comes to time off. They just don't want to go with us because they are mad that we got upset for SIL's son back talking his grandma. I'm still floored that she got mad at us, not at her son for being snotty to his grandma. If it had been my son he would have been in serious trouble. We found out tonight that the camping trip we were invited to was changed and just my stepson is invited. The 3rd of July party they planned was cancelled, well, at least our invitation was taken back. They are that angry with us. Oh well. The 3rd is my birthday and I didn't relish the idea of celebrating the day at a party that was planned for myself and a 2 year old, who shares my birthday. My SIL had planned the party a couple of months ago and it was supposed to be a surprise but she was trying to find a way of combining a 2 year old party with a 34 year old party. I walked in on my husband trying to talk my SIL out of it, trying to convince her to just celebrate the 2 year old's birthday, that it wouldn't hurt my feelings but she wouldn't give it up. Until we pissed her off. HA!!!

Now I can go eat at whatever restaurant I choose and go watch a movie on my birthday and not hurt their feelings. I can be selfish at times.

Off to rally the 3 year old to bed. Even though he took a nap he is still GROUCHY.

Have a Great Week

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

The kids have been with their dad and stepmom for 4 whole days now and I have'nt had a chance to miss them yet. I've spent this week getting ready and going on another business trip to Santa Fe. I do love those though. Always a new place to eat and different people to meet.

I went with a couple of co-workers that are actually good friends. We ate sushi at a place called Osaka and then we went to see Knocked Up. Very Funny Movie. It almost felt like we were the only ones laughing though. The movie theater was pretty full for a Tuesday night but it was pretty quiet. It is a pretty raunchy movie and does have more than one sex scene in it. I will definitely see it again.

It has an 8 year old little girl that thinks that storks drop babies from the sky and a hole opens up in the mom's head for the baby to fall through. The way she described it was so funny I had tears streaming down my face. I don't know why I found it so funny, maybe because she was so cute and innocent looking the whole time.

So far I'm ok with the kids gone and I haven't heard from them. Only a matter of time though before I miss hearing their screams and giggles.

I've decided to turn in my resignation as the soccer secretary. An email was sent out reminding the whole board of tomorrow night's meeting and it was said in such a way that since I neglected to tell anyone I was out of town that is why the reminder was late. This is the first time in 2 years I forgot about the meeting. Last month I sent out the reminder on time and did everything that should have been done on time and showed up for the meeting. No one else did. I've had a few other instances of snobbiness over something I did or didn't do just right and these were things I knew nothing about and the whole attitude was well, I just should have known what I was doing. So, I'm done. I'll go to tomorrow nights meeting and take the minutes and turn in my resignation. I've got enough to keep me busy without adding that.

And one last thing before I go to bed. I've started a walking club with a couple of other friends. People come and join us when they can and we've walked at least a mile every time we meet before we know it. We are upping it to 2 miles the next time we meet so we'll see how I do.

I'm exhausted after driving 3 hours to Santa Fe yesterday morning, sitting through the training for another 4 hours, staying up late to watch a movie and then going to more training this morning and then driving the 3 hours back home.

I am now going to snuggle with Harley and let him sleep with me until Scott gets home from work. He is such a good snuggler!

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Summertime Quiet

May was crazy, crazy. Filled with end of school slumber parties, apparently it's big here for the girlies, end of school field trips that the teachers are sending notes home asking for volunteers, just so many things to do! Emma has spent the night at I don't know how many girls homes and we've had a couple of slumber parties here. I am a glutton! But I had fun. Both times we made S'mores over our grill and danced around to really loud music and had pizza and gobs of really bad food. Then everyone slept for maybe 2 hours and were up and watching movies. Harley was in the middle of everything, having a great time being spoiled by the girls. And Emma swears she has no friends. Ok, sure....

I'm so very glad that school is out but that means Ethan and Emma are now 5th graders. That means only one more year til middle school. I'm so NOT ready for that. In my mind Ethan should be 3, Emma should be 2, and Harley should be 1. Yes, I AM CRAZY! I am so much better with little ones than with these bigger versions. The bigger one tend to talk back and think they know more than I do. If they do know more than I do, then they need to get out there and earn a living and help pay for all the crap they want! ;)

Right now Emma is asleep and Ethan and Harley think they are getting away with watching Garfield, the Movie. They are so noisy I don't see how they think I don't know.

We picked my stepson, R, up at the airport last Friday night. We have him until the first weekend of August. We drop my kids off with their stepmom in Idaho this weekend. We don't get him back until the weekend before school starts towards the end of August.

Part of me is ready for this break and part of me is screaming NOOOOO you CAN'T go for 2 1/2 months. We have plenty for me to keep busy but that doesn't mean I won't miss them. I'll only have a 14 year old and a 3 year old here! The 14 year old is very self sufficient and the 3 year old adores the 14 year old and follows him around and does everything his older brother does. The 14 year old does adore the 3 year old though and he does so much for Harley. I was told earlier this evening that if I was nice and relaxed from my massage to just go to bed and get some rest and he will put Harley to bed. And then he shoved me (gently) into my room and shut my door. Last I heard, nothing but quiet. Harley is asleep and R is talking with his girlfriend online. He has matured so much in the past year. It's amazing!

I'm finally almost done with the kitchen. Three more cupboard doors to paint and then hang them all and I'm done! It only took me almost 4 years to accomplish it. Scott wants to paint our bathroom this horrible bight yellow. I don't know if I can stand that bright color at 5am every morning. I'll just have to keep my eyes closed!

I've started doing more for me. Gee, who would've thunk that doing stuff for yourself every once in a while makes for a less stressful mom. I finally took myself to the doctor for the constant lower back pain I've had since Harley was born. Yes, I am a procrastinator. I strive to procrastinate! The x-rays came back normal so the next step was physical therapy. The therapist decided that my right pelvic bone is tipped and this third baby brought out the badness of it. I know that doesn't sound right but I can't remember exactly what she said about it. Oh, I also have a leg longer than the other but from what I've heard that is a common thing.

So I go to therapy twice a week right now and am actually enjoying it. My back is slowly starting to feel better and I can get out of bed in the morning without holding my breath. I'm also seeing another therapist but she does the Zoneology massages. She does just the feet right now but is about to go through the training to do backs and faces. I was a little leery of this at first but when I go home after having one of those massages I feel so good. I can deal with all the screaming of the kids, all the back talk and the NO's. Before I used to lose my calm and yell back at times but now I become some other person it feels like and help them re-direct themselves back to what needs to be done and everyone is calmer for it. Kind of weird but if it works I'm going to keep it up!

One last thing before I go to bed. We are getting another puppy tomorrow. This one will be Ethan's and he has already named it Juni. It's from Spy Kids and I have no idea how to spell it. He is a miniature Dachshund and he is adorable. His legs are so tiny and well, he is just tiny. Our town has "Wiener Dog Races" every Memorial Day weekend and Scott wants to train this little guy to race in next years event. He's already told his boss that he's going to need Monday's and Wednesday's off with pay because his company is going to sponsor him to be in the race and he will need those days to train. Pictures of the new puppy as soon as I can. It will probably be next week though what with the Idaho trip this weekend.

My household is crazy

Night all!