Late night conversations at the monster house...

Husband: So, we should go to South Dakota in August after camp.
Mom to monsters: No can do.
H: We won't need passports yet.
mm: still no can do.
H:It won't be that bad, at least two will be toilet trained! It will be fun.
mm: No.
H: I don't understand why you are so against us going anywhere and doing anything... rant rave, getting grouchier by the second.

silence...
radio static white noise picks up neighbours cell phone conversation.... briefly enjoy the x-rated call from his girlfriend... back to static.

H: Well, so long as it isn't you who is pregnant. Fine. No trips in August...
mm: Glad you caught on.
H: Do I have to move out with the kids?
mm: I'll let you know.
H: The friend North or the one South?
mm: I'm not at liberty to say...

thinking he'd fallen asleep...

H: do I get paid for being on call for childcare?

mm smacks him and tells him to shut up and go to sleep.

Yeah... its all fun and games at the monster house tonight!

Trust me kiddo.
I wish dad would show up too.

Second night, no dad... leaves before first light, gets home after hours..............
Cripes I can't wait for the weekend.

*parent teacher interviews ended over two hours ago...
IF he thinks that I'm going to be happy to see him tonight.
He has another thing coming.
JERK!

Can we say dumb ass?

What did husband 'put away' so it wouldn't get lost?!

Cripes I could just scream!

Yes... this means it is missing!

Cool little Ipod has been found...
in the boys swimming backpack (plastic cheap thing, that won't soak, leak or be mourned if lost)

WHAT THE HECK WAS HE THINKING?

shaking my head in wonder of the stupidity of this random act of 'cleaning up the house'....

5: 57 p.m.

Phone rings...
husband: do you want the good news or the bad news first?
me: you are still in piss ass town?
husband: Yes, but I'm leaving right now!
I'm sorry is repeated.... excuses given...

blah blah blah.... take a deep breath so I don't completely freak out on him with all the words I'd like to use... not appropriate for kids.

me: and you didn't think to phone me at 3:30 to let me know?
husband: I'm sorry.... I will from now on.
me: would have been nice.
husband: I will from now on
me thinking to myself 'how freaking often have I heard this s&%t from your mouth!'

Parting comment.
Well, at least you'll be home shortly after your friend comes over for the evening.
husband starts in on the I'm sorry, do you need anything.

Yeah right... because I want you to have any more excuses to not show up.

I am beyond ANGRY right now.... NOT missing the wedding band at all right now. Marriage is supposed to be just slightly about the other person too, right?
Cripes.

Back to normal school year routine...

Husband: I'll be home at three thirty! I don't really need to do much else at the school today.
Me: Okay, so sometime after five?
Husband: You know I'm really getting tired of your attitude! I'll be home at three thirty.


There comes a time that I actually do wish that he was in a car accident.
Instead of the self serving jerk that he can be....




Note the FREAKING TIME PEOPLE.... oh yeah and he's not answering/turned off the cell phone.
*note, order quick lime for backyard 'landscaping'

Anyone know of a camp needing workers for August?

I'm serious people...
I
CAN'T
LIVE
WITH
HIM
FULL TIME!


Last night started with screaming at each other, lots of things said that I really did mean (and no I did not take any of it back, I meant it), lots of things he keeps saying he is sorry for (don't care, it was the truth so whatever on the sorry for saying it stuff).

Yeah... I'm so thrilled with this "relationship" sweetheart.

I can't talk about how I feel about the school thing
because I need to suck it up.
I need to get rid of the attitude.
I need to get along with the other mommies.
I need to....
and the list goes on and on.
Seeing as he "knows the system" and we have to "play by the rules" and the fact that this is about m1 and definitely nothing to do with the person who has to deal with the day to day crap of his education! Of course I shouldn't be bothered by any of this! I have absolutely nothing to gain or lose by my child being freaking whacked (in the head, not the physical sense) and not able to socially interact with any of his peers in a normal way! right?

lots of other rantings and ravings that no one really needs to read...

Wow. That doesn't even scratch the surface of everything that is so very wrong right now... but hey.

I need to suck it up.
*oh and stop getting so angry with anyone in general, because this is why m1 is acting out. Yes, I'm going to put the blame completely on me.... and of course take none of it too personally, because....

I need to suck it up!

Scooby Doooooooo....

Thank you!
Too hot to even have them in the pool this afternoon (46.2 *with humidex* according to Environment Canada). So thank goodness mama is nuts and took you to the library huh?
Pile of new books... including the complete Curious George anthology. Guess who is going to be suckered in to more than one bed time story tonight? As well as the Ice Age DVD and after a long hard thinking process and two sets of big blue eyes begging me... Scooby Doo on VHS...
So there we go. Boys are on the couch in varied states of dress (m2 is in his underpants and a t-shirt) staring blankly at the television and md is upstairs snoozing.
Dog.... dog is getting groomed as I type. Whew... the other night I was sitting on the back step brushing and brushing and brushing him... the more I brushed, the more came out. The neighbour with the yippee rat-dog came along between houses and asked if we'd dyed their dogs hair or something?
Seriously, I must have removed three Pomeranians worth of fur in that one session!
I'm sure he will feel better with his nails clipped and some of that fur off.
Husband is enjoying a day off, I think...
They had to send home two of the kitchen staff... they both had serious heat related health issues. So all the other staff on the campus are helping out in the kitchen. The temp in there was 43 this morning at six. From what I understand, some of the regular kitchen staff are snoozing through the day and doing prep/cooking at night now. They already went to paper & plastic for the service, dishwashers running is just not an option. Campers are no longer allowed in certain buildings... the whole camp is just crazy hot! Thank goodness it is the last week!
Had a great little play date here yesterday... waffles, berries, syrup, and of course whipped cream for lunch...
Then lots of fun for the two little men. M1 seemed to be pretty good. Of course the Coke Slurpee that was brought through the door for me was the crowning moment of the month! AHHHHHHH SLURPEEEEEEEE!
Hoping the babysitter calls me back ... I think I'll be pathetic and go to a movie by myself tonight if I can.

Husband will be back a week from today...

And after this afternoons conversation, I am so not looking forward to it.

He completely and totally freaked out on me about m1.

Ummmm okay honey... tell you what. You go ahead and stick your head in the sand... believe that he is a "perfectly normal little boy".

Normal little boys have friends...

Normal little boys do not go around screaming their heads off for upwards of 17 minutes (yes I timed him when we were at a playground by ourselves yesterday morning).... just for the sake of screaming.

Normal little boys do not argue every single request of them... like how about getting dressed? simple enough right? snort.

Normal little boys do not race around flapping their arms saying totally in appropriate words when the phone rings.

Normal little boys do not on average take two to three hours to have a six minute "time out".

On that note... Normal little boys would have caught on in the first four or five time outs...

Normal little boys are a total opposite of my child.





Ummm okay...

So to top off the worst week since the whole school fiasco ended.... I get yelled at for wanting to do something about the kid.



Lovely... and people wonder why I send him to camp?

*because I simply can not live with both of them for ten weeks solid.

Ahhh summer...

So. Tomorrow brings our friends from former place (and Province) of residence.
Then husband is off to camp on Saturday.
M1 is being parceled out to the in-laws campsite at the beach for a week, or two...
I won't have wireless access for a few days.
Went to see both R and the newly grieving mama tonight. Hopefully they will someday come in contact with one another, different situations, but same loss.

I'm going to finish off packing ummmm everything now.

Hello to my new reader! You know who you are... c'mon join in the fun! Please? I'm really curious! And mostly friendly! I swear! What brought you here?

Next thing is... do I bother to send m1 to school in the morning? He gets to hang out with the grade one students all morning. Think I'll give him the option in the morning. Ahhh see, all is good on the very last day!

The mediocri-tea...

11:27 the phone rings.... who would call me now?

Husband! That is who... want me to bring home lunch?

I'm thinking what the heck? Then I realize... he is coming home to go to the mediocri-tea.

We went. M1 was phenomenally well behaved and so proud of himself. I'm glad we could go. I spent most of the day preparing myself to go, and an excuse to feed the husband when he demanded why we didn't...


Yes, that would be m1 getting his little diploma thingy.... and racing back to sit next to "sighhhh Emily with the long blonde hair and cubby/locker next to me" Uh no dear teacher, I don't want to have a hug... I've got things to do this afternoon like sitting still and singing the songs and waving at my mom and dad and looking really happy... something mom and dad haven't seen in this environment in a while.

Meanwhile, m2 was checking out the shades of his favourite mama friend...

'yo dudes... gonna pimp mahself and teddy up for this little par- tay.....

Let us not forget the little princess....

Hi. I've got a fever of 102.8 and I'm miserable and cranky and now sporting my first set of antibiotics... because I've got not only an ear inflammation but a raging upper respiratory infection.... lucky me huh?

Why yes... mom and dad are going to be kept up all night again tonight. I'm freaking mama out... she's counting the sirens again today.... bwaa haa haaaaaa

Thursday starts with a bang...

I have been in desperate need of my chiropractor for a few weeks now....
Now I am in agony, and a miracle isn't in sight. Husband was furious with me for the comment of;
She works the same hours she has been since she came back to work! Until Five. Long before you ever make it home...

insert husband speaking to me in that lovely condescending voice he usually uses on nitwit students about how he will be home before five.....

yeah. Ten to five doesn't cut it buddy.

So goody goody... we started Thursday with pain, hacking up a lung, and husband in a pissy mood, because I'm so negative! okay sweetie.... last week when you said you'd be home right after school you arrived after seven. "Something came up". Something always comes up.
Phhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

God help me, I have to put up with him for another four weeks until he is out of my life for a blessed four weeks! Ahhhh that feels better, something to look forward to.

Gotta love the delete button...

Just had a massive miserable horrific terrible no good awful post from the depths of what is left of my brain.

And I deleted it.
On purpose.
This whole cathartic... writing is the outlet, who cares if anyone reads it.... crap. utter crap.
ugh.

Things in the monster house are less than thrilling. Husband has been home during conscious monsters time for all of three hours in the last three days.
Not so pleasant. Not so pleasant at all.
If this rain doesn't stop soon. I'm going to drown myself in the neighbours rain barrel. Yup, pop the lid and let me sink! This is insane. We are getting flooding, all over again. What? We need a refresher on Ark building?
So... tomorrow is Thursday. Lets see if we can end the week on a good note.
Yeah, won't hold my breath on that one.
go ahead, call me grumpy pants. My kids are.

Let the festivities begin!!!

This morning started way too early for my liking... but the middle monster thought it was fun!

Granted it is actually dads birthday (and his mothers as well)... we decided to have two friends over to play. So over traipsed four others (elder siblings are in N/K with m1. They all had a great time! I won't post photos of the other kids though.

M2 adored his new balloon for his party.
Will write more tomorrow...
Right now I need to clean up the house some more and get ready for the in-law invasion.