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messed up wrapping 12.25.06 1:53 a.m. Norco 10's, good stuff. My mom's a bitch. I know you all know that but I just thought I'd mention it in case 1 or 2 people hadn't figured it out yet. I had a million things to do today and I really dont like it when I have time limits and deadlines when it comes to running errands especially when the errands involve other people and having to wait on them. That's what today was like, having to be at a certain place at a certain time but needing the stars to align in order for it to happen. Very hectic. Then I THINK I have everything together and stop at my aunt's to drop off Cass and to pick up the rest of my paycheck so I can go to the store (toothbrush, razor heads, deodorant etc) and I had Mikey with me. Well my mom was there and she flipped out. Not yelling and screaming (that was me...) but she's got this way of bitching under her breath, and because I'm her kid and know her shit I heard what she was saying to everyone in the living room, even though I was in the kitchen area. As soon as she saw Mike she said "jesus fucken christ, she brought that fucken loser here." My mom has never met Mike. And he's far from being a loser in most aspects. I went off on her "You can gimme my fucken money right now and shut your fucken mouth" "why dont you watch your fucken mouth, and it's not your money" "whatever, give me my check then" (she didn't give it to me so I tossed Cass's bags at her and turned to leave) "When are you coming back to get your daughter" "whenever you get some fucking manners" and then I left. So much for christmas eve dinner. /P> I've been popping pills ever since. Fucken bitch is gonna have me doin life in prison one of these days. Merry fucking Christmas Mom! On the bright side, I got cassidy a bunch of shit. Half of it was from the garage sales I hit up in the beginning of the summer. I purposefully looked for nice toys that would be good for her for this xmas. I'm glad I thought to get them out of storage the last time Greg was in there. I had a feeling... "hmmm let's grab as much of our stuff as possible Cass... daddy can lose his crap, we want our nice things." My dad sent me a $50 gift card to wegman's. I bought a case of diapers ($20) a Leapfrog Catepillar with the alphabet on its feet and it lights up n plays songs etc ($20) a baby doll that can go in the tub, came with a bathrobe and rubber ducky ($10), plus with my own money I got her a couple new sippy cups, one of them is a Spongebob one, the first that I've found that was "young" enough for her, the others were geared toward older kids. In garage sale stuff she got 3 new pair of shoes (purple dress shoes, white n purple sneakers and rainbow hearts sandals), an Ernie & Rubber Ducky doll that sings the rubber ducky song, an Elmo crib/car attachment thingy with animals and animal sounds etc, 3 soft books one of them being very big, a big "stuffed" keyboard with removeable/washable outter material, a Leapfrog "typewriter" with alphabet and numbers that pop up when you key them in, a medium sized ball with bell in it (she's starting to learn how to roll and "catch" a ball that's rolled to her), a plastic merry-go-round that works like the old school tin spinning tops, I'm having trouble remembering... I need some sleep. Anyway, i think she'll have a good morning. Even though we dont have a tree. Maybe I'll take all her shit over to aunt shirl's so she can open stuff with Livvy and Mandy, and have there actually be a tree. I dont think she's understanding what christmas is, we didnt go to church plus she's nto around other people opening gifts so for all she knows it's just another birthday. And I'm always buying her things, this time they're wrapped. I plan on dumping a lot of money into the apartment soon. I want to get a flat screen tv to hang on the wall above the stove. I've got sort of an island stove, there are cabinets above it. The oven's not there so I dont have to worry about shit getting the tv too hot. It'll give me much more space in the living room. The lr is the smallest room in the apartment. I want to get Cass some real furniture too, and do her room up nicer. I need to get Greg's stuff packed and out of there, plus do something with the mattress that's been in the lr for 2 weeks, get other shit out into the storage space behind the garage. I can use the tv stand as a computer desk when I get the flat screen, and I need a couple more bookshelves too, one for my room and one for Cass's. I'll have time to do this seeing as they're cutting my hours back to 30 a week and I'm not in school right now. Hopefully I'll have the money to do it. I have a feeling there'll be a problem with my tax return cuz of that settlement against me. I think taxes will come back before I get my next student loan. It's scary to think that I'll only have paychecks to live off of. I only make $7.50 an hour, and rent is $650, plus I spend about $50 a week in gas. Just that is more than what I make a month. Hooray for welfare.... Waiting on classes was a smart idea I think. Gotta get DSS goin on rent help, food would be nice too. I've been eating so shitty, havent lost any weight in two weeks or so. I'll be taking care of a lot of business on Tuesday, for sure. Weird thoughts and feelings about Mikey. He might be the influence I need in order for me to stop being a machine. The things that we "argue" about, or the things he "doesn't like about me" things that bug him or whatever, they're all "machine" things... not wanting to be touched when I'm upset/angry, not liking being looked at, wanting to drink n smoke/be numb/be "away", he's a lot of what I need right now. Most importantly he fucken loves me to death. He's good with Cass and also keeps his distance/repects that she has a loving father already. He's way more down to earth than I am. He's strong. I've never been with a big guy. Harlan had muscles but I was never able to just lean against him and have him support me like a wall. When Mikey and I are like that I imagine that's what it's like to lean against myself, and I wonder if guys I've been with felt secure and protected by me or if they felt smothered (most likely the latter). His whole family worships me and as crazy and as literally inbred as they are, they're growing on me. I like that he's making us take it slow, one of many things that remind me of Lon or how things were with Lon, or how mine and Lon's relationship was in the beginning. We still haven't had sex. I dont want to get going too deep on this topic, I was gonna write Mikey a letter talking about the influence to get back to my old "good" self.... on a side topic, I've been thinking about this all day: it was 10 years ago to the day that I lost my virginity with Lon. I've been thinking a lot about him recently (not like I dont think about him every day but you know) In that ten years I was with: There are others I've fooled around with... must sleep, merry christmas Always remember to quit while you're ahead. |
About Me I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!! Examples of My Insanity
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