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I just saw another ridiculous quote on SD's xanga site, and here it is:
"kids don't need to buy drugs, they can be a pop star and get them for free."
That's her quote of the day.
So glad that she's learned so much at school. Glad to see that our tax dollars are at work in public education. Personally, I think she was sleeping again.
Well, it's back to the drawing board and today I found out that SD is much more brash on the cybernet. Things that many of you are worrying about are what my SD is actually doing. She has posted her picture on www.myspace.com and a long lengthy profile and now has started picking up invitations from older guys on the net. I just saw one from a 19 year old rocker, surfer dude from Denmark who tried successfully to pick her up yesterday.
Have you sometimes wondered if the same things happen to you over and over, if by some chance you got in the wrong line at the grocery store or something? Or maybe your hair color is wrong? I am once again having problems with my older dog-getting back to thinking he's demented or screwing with me. Most likely demented. I think he's just losing his faculties. And then, I am trying to resolve some issues with biomom about medical bills that she hasn't sent from SD that are now six mos old. And really I'm not in the mood to go another month and have it hanging over my head, unresolved.
I know this probably doesn't sound like much but to me, it's progress. I drove into a nearby town about 25 miles away and did some shopping to purchase some toys for the puppy, sewing supplies, carpet runners, and men's cologne for my husband. It was a nice, quiet drive back and forth. I stopped after my shopping and grabbed a sandwich at Arby's. An older gentleman came up to me and pleasantly engaged me in conversation about the hot weather. I relaxed while eating my sandwich and drove back home with my packages and took the dogs back out.
Well, I seem to be off to a good start this morning. It rained pretty heavily last night again. In fact, we've had showers for the last 3 days now. I am actually moving along a little earlier than usual which is unusual for me, of late. I had the dogs outside and my husband has been throwing the dead frogs out of the pool skimmers but apparently missed, and I found one had apparently hit our trailer parked on the secondary access road. Yuck!
I just had to get this out of my system... This is not about a stepparent issue but its about friendship. I have a friend, I grew up with her since 3rd grade. She got married and had 2 children (a 4yr and a 1yr old girls). I've noticed that she's only calling me when she needs a favor. I feel like she is just using me. She never calls to say hello or plan a get together but only calls me when she needs my help. How do I tell her that this bothers me instead of me screening my phone calls and not call her back.
This evening I am going to think about what I would wish for in the future. What I would like my life to be on June 1, 2006. That's the first day that we don't have any obligatory payment for support. So, I am going to try and calmly think how our life would change without that obligation and noose around our neck.
Have you ever been so bothered by things you can't control, and knowing that, even in your subconscious when you sleep, dream of the problems? It's like I just can't get away from it. I can't talk to my husband about it....he won't discuss SD, especially. So, when I sleep, it's not restful, and I wake up with a bad migraine. I don't feel like I am accomplishing a whole lot these days--basic housework...it's too hot outside to get anything else done--nearly 100 every day. And my evenings and nights are not restful or relaxed at all.
Well, after making the statement that she was never going to speak to her father again, my boyfriend's stepdaughter, without advanced notice, showed up on Friday night because her mother and her had yet another blow out and we have had her at the house ever since.
Let's see...looks like SD is trying to make me think I am losing my mind...has completed deleted the entire entry from wwwmyspace.com and someone has commented on her xanga comments. She's simply too much. But I'm glad to see that the entry on myspace.com is gone. Maybe biomom said something to her...who knows? But I'm glad that biomom had the guts to ask. At least, she took it seriously. It's a start. I can only hope that's how it came about.