Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Every Breath You Take

*ay*

I'm going to go see my doctor on Friday afternoon.

Something in my life has to change... I'm tired of being sick & I'm tired of being tired & I'm tired of fighting being sick & tired all of the time. I'm tired of fighting.

I've been fighting at work... at home... for home... for the boy... with the boy. Fighting, fighting, fighting. Fighting, by myself, because there is always something else much more important for anyone else to do it. The only one I don't fight for anymore is myself. Just by myself.

I'm tired.

Something.
Must.
Change.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Take Me All The Way

The boy: So C----- really likes me.Mommy: How do you know?
Daddy: Of course, she does. Lots of girls like you.
Mommy: Shut up.The boy: No... she REALLY likes me.
Mommy: What happened?Daddy: Why did something have to happen? Why can't she just like him?
Mommy: Shuddup rookie.
The boy: She wants to sex me out.Mommy: I'm going to kill that little whore.Daddy: --- * choking * ---Mommy: All of them... whores... what did that whore do to you???Daddy: STOP. Oh, I'm going to be sick.
The boy: Nothing. She just loves me and wants to sex me out and kiss me on my mouth with her tongue until I die. That's what she said.Mommy: My mother was right. That trick has been a whore since kindergarten.Daddy: I'll talk to the teacher & C-----' mom tomorrow. And you... --- * pointing at Mommy * --- you will stay far, far away from the school.

Yesterday, the boy's teacher intercepted a note being passed between he & a female classmate. In it, she was asking him to meet her outside of their 2nd grade classroom at 9:10 a.m. The boy wrote back "it's already 9:10 stupid." YAY Boy! The teacher caught it on the rebound when C----- suggested a new time so she could sex him out. Apparently the teacher discovered enough explicit details in the note to the boy that C-----' mom was called to school.

C----- is the same girl in kindergarten who tried to teach the boy how to tongue kiss. She also got in trouble for licking his ear in 1st grade. Earlier this school year she got expelled from afterschool for beating up another girl who told C----- that the boy didn't, and wouldn't ever, like her. These children are SEVEN.

Is it just me? I mean... please... can my kid catch a break??? If I'm not stressed out about fighting with the principal to make sure he is safe from his classmate's seahag grandmother & her bosom buddy the school safety agent who is now also targeting the boy (a whole OTHER story), then I'm being forced to thank my lucky stars that he was NOT the one doing the sexual harrassment (because yes they expel kids as young as kindergarten for that now... just not at this school). Poor husband had to do the birds & bees speech today. Oh that must have been terrible... for BOTH of them.

I'm going to have to apply for a safety transfer. Just give him a fresh start somewhere else.

oy. my head hurts.

Saturday, June 2, 2007

Candle In The Wind

It's a few minutes after midnight & I have lipstick smeared across my face.

Now... it has either been a really, REALLY rough week with the boy & his progressively worsening behaviour or my husband managed to channel Anna Nicole Smith's spirit (or cosmetics bag) onto my face during his performance tonight at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel & Casino.

I don't even ever remember putting lipstick on today.