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  1. broke ass baby daddy drama

    September 15, 2010 by shishnit

    I know I barely blog these days…so busy.  There’s nothing like a spat with the ex-husband to make me document things.

    Thought I would share the typical exchange I have with Keith’s dad…..who I not so lovingly always refer to as Sister Christian.  Keith ate a chicken patty last night and his stepmother got mad at him and threw a big cup of water in his bed after calling him a bunch of names.  Times and monies are apparently way tight over there.  Dysfunction much?  She’s a whacko.  The thing that makes me maddest…Sister Christian (ie Baby Daddy) never defends Keith. Keith called me all upset that he was hungry etc.   So anyway today I have this text exchange with him.

     Although when I called Keith back, his dad willingly offered up to me, “Oh he’s upset about Leigh, but just so you know he didn’t do anything wrong!”  So Keith ate a chicken patty, did nothing wrong, and was your wife’s abuse victim?  That’s what I’m hearing…and you do nothing about it.  Man I hate him!!

    So anyway today I have this text exchange with him.

    Me:  If you aren’t feeding your son what are you feeding your 3 dogs?  Remember WWJD?

    Baby Daddy: “You should refrain from speaking about rhings you know nothing about. It makes you look like a fool.”  (yes he wrote rhings)

    Me: “I know I can eat dinner tonight, who’s the fool”

    Baby Daddy: I am eating dinner also so it must be you.

    Me: Yes but can you feed your child??…that’s the real challenge!!

    Baby Daddy: I would be willing to bet I have fed him A LOT more than you have.

    Me: I would be willing to bet not with his “other mothers” blessings.  Are you feeding him tonight?

    Baby Daddy: He has always had food, just not convenience food

    Me: But he has to risk life and limb to eat a chicken patty?

    Baby Daddy: yup

    Me: God blessed you with her because you deserve hell before you die

    Baby Daddy: True enough, but my Lord gave me pardon.  You on the other hand…

    Me: Oh go f*** yourself with a crucifix…after you feed Keith of course because that’s all I care about.

    Baby Daddy: Only Catholics use a crucifix.  Christians look to the empty cross.

    Me: go f*** your ugly dumb wife then…oh wait your lame d**k won’t cheer her up.  Just feed Keith ok sister Christian!

    Baby Daddy: God loves you.  Even now.

    Me:  I gotta go…I’m headed into an important meeting.

    Baby Daddy: Ok. God bless you.

    Me: Go feed your child

    Baby Daddy: you got it!
     


  2. how much do you “really” blog about?

    June 8, 2010 by shishnit

    I haven’t been an honest open blogger like I was in the past.  With everything that’s been going on with my relationships with everyone in my life right now,  I just haven’t had the heart to jump back on the crazy train that my life seems to have turned into over the last few months.  I’ve been spending a lot of time just staring off into space, swimming in the river denial and wondering how things have gotten to this place.

    Rick and I are falling apart, have fallen apart…might fall apart…are experiencing major trauma…are a mess….are apart…?  I don’t even know. I can’t even pinpoint where things took a big left turn. I only know that I’m not the one that grabbed that stearing wheel and headed off in the direction of the cliff side.  I know he did.  I just don’t know why or what happened.

    I have cried, been in shock…fought for my own sanity and just sat bawling and praying to some entity that has no name but that of “hope” for quite a few weeks now. I’ve felt like his mother, his confidant, sometimes his partner in crime…a crime I never wanted to comit.  Its so raw right now, I can’t put it into words.  I have cheered other’s on as they rejoice for their new spring day…their rebirth and I am standing in a room full of shards of glass and it vaguely reminds me of some other chapter of my life…only worse because this time it matters on such a different level.

    Maybe someday I’ll talk about it, blog about it.  Maybe not.  Hopefully I won’t have to.  I don’t want to.  Right now I somehow had to because it all just hurts and hurts and when I think I can be hurt no more, I am hurt tenfold again.

    Do you think Thelma and Louise somehow landed on a safety net after their car went over?
     


  3. lucky find on an old floppy disk….circa 1999 (pre blogging days…. 7 years old)

    May 28, 2010 by shishnit

    Keith (circa 1999.... approx 7 years old)

    I remember the day.  I was working at a computer electronics (chip’s, processers, etc. etc.) company.  We had a tiki hut, we had a big batch of seafood.  Keith’s Dad stopped by after picking Keith up from school.  Someone gave him a candy cane.  He always had the bluest eyes.  A co-worker named Woody took this photo…I remember being excited because I didn’t have a digital camera.  Ahh..back when it was such a new technology.

    And…remember the popularity of the bowl cut? ahh….sweet sweet find.  Perfect timing.  His 17 yr old self can be a real jerk…this reminds me…to perservere on…  I do love him so.


  4. on again

    May 11, 2010 by shishnit

    They had broken up…they are now back together or at least…well they appear (according to his myspace) to be back on or ah…friendly again.  I don’t know how I feel about it, but I do know it doesn’t really matter because love is one of those things….no one else can stop if it’s a real thing.  Stopping it leads to Romeo and Juliet behavior. I can of course state that they do look great together….almost like a book cover if you will.
    Everytime I want to jump into “Mommy” speech mode I see my son’s face and realize that he’s happy…I don’t want to be his best friend and he’s nearly an adult and I can’t dictate his life choices forever.  That would make me unable to “let go”.  Hmm wait…I really can’t let go.  On Mother’s Day he gave me a framed photo of himself and a bracelet he made for me.  I love this kid….his goofy “I’m so happy” faces and all.


  5. go to work with mom day

    April 21, 2010 by shishnit

    Thursday is Take our Daughters and Son’s to work day so I’m bringing my son to work with me.  This might make him never want to have a corporate job.  I also had to ask him to wear something whereby  his underwear/boxers would not be showing all day.  Certainly if he’s going to work the first lesson he must learn is the Corporate Dress Code….no?

    Next on the list of objectives….(and this list came from my company’s suggested daily activities) I highlighted the most important one.

    Show the following – how to send an email, how to add appointments to calendar, how to send calendar invite, how to use the copier, how to use fax machine ( send a fax to self) how to log sick/vacation hours, how to log onto Volunteer Match and the importance of Social Responsibility.  Tour *training system* and courses you have completed. 

     

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