No one said you have to like them.

URG!! I am so ready for it to be tomorrow....I know it is Monday, nothing special about it, except my kids will be at school.  I realize that some people may consider me a bad mother for saying this but I don't care, my kids are driving me insane!!  If I hear one more " he touched me" or " can I have" or " it isn't fair" I may scream.  I love my children, but right now, I don't like them very much.  I have found in reading other blogs and facebook status updates that some women never say a negative thing about their children and the things they do.  My question to them is this...What are you taking/smoking and can I have some please.

wait..tomorrow is Friday??

I have realized that it doesn't really matter to me if it is Friday or not...my days all run together.  The only thing different about Friday to me is the knowledge that my children will be home from school for the next two days.  How pathetic is that?  Hubby and I don't go out on weekends, we don't go out on weekdays for that matter.  I wonder if people in the "real world" understand the differences betweeen their lives and the lives of people who work or live with someone who works rotating shifts?  I never understood before Hubby and I started dating and it didn't really sink in until we moved in together.  There is a lot of me sleeping alone, him sleeping during the day, and no sleep at times.  It can get a little depressing at times. :( 

Okay enough whining.  I submitted a resume for a job at RRAD today.  Praying and crossing my fingers that I hear something back from them.  It would be so great to get this job, I would get to go shopping!  Woohoo!  Usually the only shopping I get to do is for children.  So not as much fun as shopping for me. lol.  Also this week I have made some more hair bows for Elmira.  I was right and she loved the first one, so I got on Ebay and bought some ribbon and clips to make more.  I also got some really cute ribbon at Hobby Lobby that was on sale for half price.  Yes, I am THAT bored at home.  And YES, I am going to put a picture of them on here because dammit I am proud of my hard work.  And I burnt the tip of my finger making bows today!!  It hurts.  Badly.  There is a freaking blister on the tip of my middle finger.  I hope that Elmira appreciates the pain I go through to make these silly things for her.

I did it all by myself!

I know people make hairbows all the time...but I did this one!  And yes, I am super stoked about it because I didn't know that I could actually be this handy. lol.  I can't wait until Elmira sees it this afternoon, she is going to LOVE it!

NOT Oprahs Book Club...

Last night was our first book club meeting. It was great.  I had a really good time and I am pretty sure that Kathy and Renae did as well.  The book was okay but not great.  We read We Were the Mulvaneys, which I mentioned in a previous post, I would give it 3 out of 5 stars if I were going to rate it.  I won't go into any details just in case someone stumbles across my pathetic blog and wants to read the book, but if you would like to read a review of the book you can check out Kathy's blog here.  She reads probably more than I do and has a lovely blog where she reviews what she has been reading.  I sometimes use her blog for ideas on what to read next. We got our book for next month, Kathy's pick, it is called Jacob's Ladder by Brian Keaney.  I am really glad that all it took was me saying we should start our own book club for this to come about.  I have always loved the idea of a book club and now I am in one!  Next month we will meet at my house, which will be very interesting. lol. With our three animals who are very nosey, and not sure yet if my kiddos will stay here confined to their rooms or if I will try and find someone to let them come over for a little while. 

It is after 5 o'clock....

I haven't gotten a phone call so I guess I didn't make the cut and I am still JOBLESS!  Now I have the sadz. :(

Exciting?...Perhaps.

In the last three weeks or so I have sent out resumes/applied online for 7 jobs.  Today I finally got called for an interview.  I was so excited that I finally got a call....and then I realized that I needed to shower (arm pits not smell so nice) and wash my hair (greasy ewww).   I had an hour to get myself showered and ready.  Talk about last minute notice!!  I wore some black gaucho pants and a black v-neck t-shirt with a hot pink tank under it for a layered look with hot pink low heeled sandals.  I had issues with my hair...because well, it is curlyish and I wear it straight and one hour is just really not long enough to do my hair much less the whole finding something to wear and putting on a little make up.  Jeez!!  I wound up wearing my hair in a pony tail with the front kinda poufed up with bobby pins to make it stay.  I should have taken a pic but I am lazy and took that crap off and took my hair down almost immediately after I got home.

Did I mention that the place I interviewed at is literally less than 5 minutes from my house?  That would be great.  The position I applied for is Receptionist...sounds easy and it is part time AND it will make hubby quit saying I need a job. lol.  I arrived 15 minutes early and went in....the interview lasted 15 minutes.  The man was nice, I answered his questions honestly and tried to remember to smile a lot. But I am not sure, I couldn't really read if he liked me or not.  He smiled a lot.  He even laughed at one point.  My fingers are crossed, he says I will know something by Wednesday.

Why don't children come with cliff notes???

Last night DQ (Drama Queen) and I were sitting in the living room (she was texting and I was crocheting) when some how the subject of dating came up.  She asked me wasn't I like 13 when I started dating her father?  I actually lol at this point and said No, we were boyfriend and girlfriend starting when I was 14 (almost 15) but that I was not allowed to date until I was 16.  I also informed her that her father was the ONLY boy that I dated while in highschool.  She actually didn't believe this but it is true.  So then she gets all huffy and says, "Great, I am screwed!".  At this point I turned to her and asked her did she think I was supposed to let her run the roads with every boy she likes?  She got up and went to bed.

The thing is she changes "boyfriends" more frequently than she showers.  That is only a slight exaggeration.  She has a list of 25 boys that were her "boyfriends" last school year!  25!!  Seriously?  She is only 14, I don't think that I am being an ogre about this, but she never let me tell her my rules on dating.  Hubby (her step father) and I have discussed it and we decided that while she is living under our roof she will not be running up and down the roads with every Tom, Dick and Harry that comes along.  I think that if she has a long term boyfriend I would let him come over and hang out and then maybe if he was genuinely a good kid I would let her go on a date. 

Apparently her step mother was letting boys come over all the time when she was living at her dad's house.  She also let her roam the neighborhood doing as she pleased.  But DQ also got caught sneaking out from a friend's house while under step mother's supervision, so I think it is safe to say that until DQ earns some trust I am well within my motherly rights to keep her under lock and key.  DQ still swears that she did nothing wrong when she snuck out even though her friend lost her virginity that night.  OMG!! We will see, Friday DQ has an appointment with my gyno-that is right, I am putting her on birth control, I know lots of people are against it...but guess what? I don't care.  I know my daughter, I know that given the chance she will have sex. So, as a GOOD mother I am taking responsibility and not turning a blind eye.  I do NOT want to be raising a grandchild...I am waaay too young to be a grandmother.  Besides, I was having sex when I was the same age as her...I was sneaking out with her father and going to his house to have sex.

Why oh why don't they pass out handbooks when you give birth? Or at least when they become teenagers? I don't want to be a mean mom, I want to be a good mom, why can't she see that?