A place for me to bitch & complain, share stories, get input or advice. Just a place for me. Names in my blog are changed to protect the innocent and even to protect the crazy. Read, laugh, comment, criticize ~
So, were all ready to walk out the door for school and my daughter drops her bagel...cream cheese side down of course, on the kitchen floor. Well, that does it - she says "I'm not going to school!" and I said "yes you are!"...so we all get in the car and she won't put on her seatbelt...so I don' t move...so, she finally goes to put it on...all pissed of like and it gets stuck. So, in perfect Raye fashion, she starts kicking the dashboard...where the airbag is...the airbag didn't deploy BUT she did break my front window. Nice big crack...looks like somebody punched it. Then she gets upset with herself...THEN...she tries to get out of the car...WHILE I'M MOVING...I stopped as fast as I could...while I'm hanging on to her arm at the same time...but she still fell on the road. Yes, I know...she has anger issues. SO...now we are BOTH staying home from school. I guess I'm dropping my Criminal Justice class since I'm not going to be the today on the very first day...oh, well...the book cost too much anyway. Yes, I know...she's the devil's spawn...I always suspected but she just keeps reaffirming me. And Dakota? He's in the back seat yelling "just let me out - I'll walk to school - she's psychotic"...all before 8am...GOOD TIMES!
So this is me:
I am a single mom. College student with an ex-husband so that means I also deal with a deadbeat dad, three teenagers that include a special needs child, a teenage girl that I swear is the devil's pride & joy spawn and a stepchild, an ex's ex (mother of said stepchild), multiple estranged family members and disrespectful neighbors from hell ~ so I have a LOT of bitching and complaining to do! Which I will get right to, tomorrow ~ hey, I have school in the morning! **(names changed to protect the innocent!)**
So this is me:
I am a SINGLE MOM & full-time COLLEGE STUDENT. I have an EX-HUSBAND so that means I also deal with a DEADBEAT DAD, three TEENAGERS that include a SPECIAL NEEDS CHILD, a TEENAGE GIRL that I swear is the devil's pride & joy spawn and a STEPCHILD (and his mother) which means I have a ton of stories. I have a DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY, and DISRESPECTFUL NEIGHBORS from hell ~ so I have a LOT of bitching and complaining to do! Which I will get right to, tomorrow ~ hey, I have school in the morning!
DAKOTA: 15 1/2 years old. My youngest son. Dakota has autism but he is my pride & joy. RAYE: 17 years old (and going on 21). My middle child and only daughter. She's the devils spawn but I love her more than life itself.
JORDAN: 18 years old. My oldest son. Technically my "stepson" for all you INSECURE people out there...you know who you are. He currently lives in another state and I miss him so much! BLUE: Raye's boyfriend/ex-boyfriend/boyfriend/ex-boyfriend/boyfriend (status subject to change on an hourly basis).
DBD: Dead Beat Dad. Enough said.
MOTHER: My mother. (crazy creative eh?)
MARIE: My niece. (My oldest brother's daughter).
REGINA: My sister-in-law. Oldest brother's fiance.