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I need a nap and my own oil well….
The last two weeks have been hectic. Both boys in marching band, so their schedule is
Skid2: sectional Wednesday, practice Tuesday and Thursday with Game Friday night
Skid4: sectional Monday, practice Tuesday and Thursday with Game Friday night.
Skid1 has started college and her classes run Monday, Tuesday, Thursday
BS: still in college his classes Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday
BD still in college: Classes Monday Wednesday and Friday
Skid3 is still at ALC with us having to transport to and from Monday through Friday.
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How the mighty have fallen..
Skid#3 has reality crashing all over her head. It is a very unwelcome reality that has harshly jarred her out of her fantasy land of her being the fairest of them all, with the adoring masses prostrating themselves before her, wringing their hands and gnashing their teeth in angst of having to wait their turn to eagerly fulfill the princesses every want and desire.
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A fascinating look inside the mind of a pissed off bio dad
They arrived home with skid3 (sd16) in full pity me mode, attempting to deny all responsibility for any of this being her fault. Her make up was melting down her face from the crocodile tears. Yes. Make up. That same substance her father grounded her from.
Skid3 is suspended.
((Please note: Skid3 is 16 years old. I have four skids. She is the third in birth order, thus skid3.))
Three days into the Fricking school year. DH is losing his shyte as I type. Apparently the school nurse went to admin to have them call me to bring precious home as she was 'soooo emotionally fragile' after the confrontation in the girls room. Administration upon hearing there was a physical conflict haul both girls to the office.
The girl who stuffed skid3 into a garbage can is suspended for three days. (Fighting)
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I knew it was going to happen
Just got a call from the school to pick up skid3.
Apparently she told the wrong girl that her looks weren't up to snuff and the girl stuffed her in a trash can and skid3 is emotionally upset.
DH is working and can't leave.
So the school called me.
My questions:
Is she hurt?
Bleeding?
Broken bones?
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Be Jealous!
School starts in two days where we live.
Thursday 5am I will be up SINGING to get the skiddos out of bed and send them on their way.
Then I am taking the day off to sit in my SILENT house, sip coffee and do NOTHING!!!!
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Does anyone else save for skids college or am I just weird?
I was over the moon yesterday, my DD dropping her POS boyfriend put me on a natural high that I figured nothing could bring me down from. Then I got home. Skid1 (aka sdnow19) was in tears. She and DH are talking back and forth outside on the porch and she retired to her room still in tears, DH heads to our room obviously not to emotionally happy either.
Shit. There goes my good mood.
And the Angels sang!
DD22 has dropped her worthless boyfriend!
He official became a hot brick that she no longer wanted to handle.
Now: If any of you ladies have an adult SD you would like to get even with, he is available.
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330 am wake up call from the sheriffs department...
I am not a morning person.
It is bad enough when my alarm goes off at 5am. Being awakened at 3:30am by a deputy calling stating “you need to come pick up your daughter” does not make for a promising start to the day.
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School starting soon! And DH reigned in the beauty queen!!
Dear God, please make these 10 days go fast!
I long for the return of regular bed times, the skids out of the house without me or their dad having to take them somewhere. I ache for those periods of time of silence in the house, where one can sit and have a cup of coffee without a teenager lodged in the crack of their ass wanting something.