Feb 27 2009

Dono Drama

Posted on 27 February 2009 by Kim

I am so frustrated that I just want to scream. Every day is a struggle with Donovan. Not a single flippin’ day can go by without having to argue with him about some stupid thing or another. It is always the same stupid shit over and over and over again. Nothing I say ever makes a difference. I am so frustrated that all I want to do is break stuff, scream my freakin’ head off, or break down sobbing,… or some combination therein. I can feel my blood pressure rising just as I sit here. Why do I have to have the same conversation repeatedly, and NOTHING EVER CHANGES. It is ridiculous and I am at a complete loss! I yeall, I talk, I cry, I scream, and none of it matters or makes a difference.

I swear the kid thinks the world revolves around him. None of the rest of us peons even register on his radar screen. It isn’t that he actively thinks of us and then dismisses us; he just doesn’t even register that there is anyone else around here that matters. I am so sick of that lack of consideration for others. And every time it is brought up to him, he looks at me like I am an idiot and that he has never heard these things before. Is he freakin’ kidding me? We go through this on an almost daily basis and he is going to sit here and act like he doesn’t have a clue? The eye rolling is what really got me. To stand in front of me while getting yelled at and roll his eyes at me? Totally uncalled for and inappropriate. He acts like a jerk and I get the shit? I think not.

I feel like I am losing my mind with him. The constant struggle, the constant arguments. Most of the time, he is a great kid. He is smart and funny and a blast to hang out with. But when the mood hits, it’s all over. He can go from 0 to 60 in a hot minute and you won’t even see it coming. He will turn into a jerk so fast your head will spin, arguing just for the sake of it, acting like he is superior to us all.

Frankly I think his intelligence is going to his head. He IS a VERY smart kid, and that is great. But it isn’t everything. He has spent his whole life being told by teachers and family that he is smart as hell and I think it has given him a superiority complex. Being intelligent and getting good grades is wonderful, but it isn’t everything. It takes more than being smart to be a good person. It takes kindness and consideration, respect and compassion, too. And he has all of that,… for everyone else but his family, at least most of the time. He bends over backwards for his friends and he would never DREAM of treating/talking to his teachers or grandparents the way he does me. But, damn it, his family deserves that same consideration and respect. He is all about equal rights, tolerance, respect, and acceptance of others, regardless of sexuality, color or beliefs. I guess I feel that it is a bit hypocritical of him to preach that, but treat his family the way he does sometimes.

I think the whole thing is just made worse because of the comparison between the way he is when all is well. He is just SO much fun when he wants to be that it makes this bullshit all that much worse. It isn’t even 0800 and I want a drink,… or 12!

Feb 24 2009

Ginny & Her Baubles

Posted on 24 February 2009 by Kim

I recently reconnected with my friend Ginny from high school through Facebook and have now become a devoted stalker of her blog, Luna’s Baublebilities. Her blog is devoted to her crafty endeavors, namely beadwork. Her jewelry is beyond amazing and I love reading about her pieces and how she creates them. She has an amazing eye for color and design and I love seeing her photos of her works in progress as she creates the pieces. She is currently working on a piece for a wedding set and it is a really interesting piece. It is necklace, done asymetrically and I love the look and the colors she chose for it. She sells a lot of her pieces on Etsy in a shop of the same name HERE. I am completely jonesing for the Oread bracelet, which I think is simply gorgeous! I bought a pair of earrings this morning, called Hot Pink Go-Go earrings, and I can’t wait to get them! She also has a beading supply store on Etsy, Goblin’s Market, which has a TON of great things! Go check her stuff out; it is beautiful!

Feb 23 2009

Not a good start!

Posted on 23 February 2009 by Kim

Monday morning came early today!
Not that I didn’t expect it, but 0530 still came too early. But that could be because I got no sleep last night. Literally, no sleep. So, upon ridding the house of children, I stumbled back to my big warm bed and collapsed within it. Of course, it took me more than an hour to actually fall asleep. So, I have gotten all of 2 hours of sleep. Not a good start to one’s day!

I finally got up and showered and was in the midst of drying my hair and the phone rang. The bright side to my morning, because it was Soldier Daddy! Apparently, they FINALLY have their phone access so I might actually get to hear from him more than once in a blue moon! So that was a GOOD start!

Then came the next phone call, not so good. It was the principal of the elementary school that Scott and Ty go to. I instantly assumed it was a Scott call, but I was totally wrong. It was Ty. Apparently, he was being grouchy as hell, and not being a good boy. I was mortified. He left for school in a good mood, with not a single problem. Somewhere between here and there, things changed and he decided to be a butt head. It wasn’t anything major, like fighting or anything, but disruptive behavior, NOT something he should be doing. So he got sent to the principal’s office and she called me to talk to him. Being self conscious about his speech, he wouldn’t talk much to her because he doesn’t know her all that well, nor would he talk to me on the phone in front of her. So that was a wasted attempt at conversation so it became a Mama monologue. WTF? That is NOT like him and I am NOT happy about it.

After all of that, I went back to drying my hair, interrupted when Soldier Daddy called. The first thing I did? I got my round brush stuck in my hair. It hurt like hell and was a pain in the ass to get out again. My scalp still hurts!

But I have coffee now so things are improving!

Feb 20 2009

Yee haw!!

Posted on 20 February 2009 by Kim

Yippee!
My new living room couches are here!! I had a three-piece (a couch, loveseat, and chaise) set of ivory microsuede that I had LOVED. When we left Fort Lee, the movers wrapped it all in plastic instead of the paper that is supposed to be used on microsuede. Our stuff was in storage while Corey was in Arizona until we got orders here to Fort Drum. Being that long in storage caused massive amounts of condensation within the plastic, ruining the surface of the microsuede. It made it hard as a rock and the furniture was black with mold and mildew, which was most definately NOT a good thing since I am deathly allergic to both mold and mildew! It was a pain in the ass to get clean and liveable for me. My new ones are also microsuede called the Sha Shou, HERE, which I love because it is VERY easy to keep clean, a good thing with 4 boys in the house! These are black with attached back cushions, very cushy. I LOVE the way the seat cushions are made, with a big strip of industrial Velcro that holds them in place! So much more space in the room now, LOVE it! We also got Donovan’s new bed, which is actually a futon style couch, a flip flop. It is in a red called Salsa, his favorite color. I like the fact that the back is adjustable in a bunch of different positions from reclined to completely upright in the couch position. Very cool, especially for a teen’s room! There is a picture of his bed, called the Reaction, HERE! I also found a picture of the desk I bought, HERE.

Now I am in the market for some nice Asian fabrics so I can make some coordinating throw pillows and valances/curtains for the room. One of the walls is almost entirely windows so it is a LOT of light, even with the shades pulled, glaring on the TV and monitor. I found some gorgeous Asian wall hangings that are on my list, too.

Feb 17 2009

75% of my children hate me,…

Posted on 17 February 2009 by Kim

And I could give a rat’s ass!
Last night, it was Donovan that hated me, but he got over it,… for the moment. Today it is the younger three, and I would love to tell you that I feel bad about it, but it would be a lie. There is not a single tear straining to fall down my bitchy cheek. The state of their playroom is one of our neverending battles, one just had a couple days ago. And here I am revisting it again. It started over the remote to the DVD player in the playroom. Due to the fact that whenever entrusted with it, they manage to lose it in the chaos, the rule is that once they use it, it immediately goes back to my desk. Well, of course, they needed it today and hadn’t put it back, leading to a search playroom-wide to find it. In the course of helping, I noticed that they went through 3 bins looking for it and somehow managed to NOT see the sippy cups and garbage in the very same bins. This irritated me to a level that currently has no words in the English language to describe it, especially when I noticed the garbage languishing under their table. So, The Mama became irate and dumped all 8 bins into the middle of the floor and made certain that every toy in the room was on the floor. Then I noticed the condition of the bins and how thoroughly disgusting they were. Normally I would clean them for them, but feeling as bitchy as I do, screw it. They can, and will, do it themselves. So there they are, miserable and facing a mound of toys in the middle of the room having to restore their playroom to some sense of order! And I, not being of the sunshine and flowers version of motherhood, am getting a great deal of joy out of it. Yes, I am a bitch. But that is what happens when you choose to be completely lazy, rude and disrespectful to yo mamma.