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Skids could seriously F up a wet dream

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I know I shouldn't be irritated by this, but I am anyway. This morning, Skids got it into their heads that they wanted to make me breakfast for some damn reason. 4 eggs, 2 burnt bread thins, and one HUGE mess later, the result was a total hot mess and a smoke-filled kitchen. Not the things to leave a PMS-ing (really badly) step-mom who has already told you to stop doing things. Period. DH wasn't too happy either. I didn't even eat it. They wound up eating it because I had to shut myself in the bedroom to keep from going off. So there.

I NEVER thought I'd say this....

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...and I'm not going to let on at all because he'll milk it for all it's worth, but I feel SO bad for SS11 right now. He's needed a whole bunch of teeth pulled for, like, a good couple of years now, but of course, stupid BM didn't get it done for whatever reason (I'm guessing a combination of procrastination, laziness, and not having money EVER). So now that he'll be 12 in less than a month, and getting ready to start a brand new school next year since BM can't stop moving, she decides to have ALL of the teeth he needed pulled, pulled all at once.

So, this is a little spooky...

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This morning at about quarter to five, DH awakened me to tell me his grandmother had taken a major turn for the worse, and it wouldn't likely be long before she went. So I told him he'd better go to her, and not to worry, I'd stay at the house with the Skids. He went downstairs to get a pair of socks from the laundry and found SS11 on the couch. He told SS11 to go back to bed, which he did. DH told me before he left that he'd found him there and it looked like he'd sleep-walked to the couch (he's been known to do this).

Oh my F-ing Gosh...

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I just had to sit on my hands to not slap the taste out of SS11's mouth. DH told him to get off the computer, and after 5 or 6 "Hold ons" I finally just walked over there and closed the laptop. Nothing of importance was on that computer, school's over, so it's not homework. Both SS's are habitual offenders when it comes to not listening and doing as they're told, plus after spending an additional 9-10 hours working with little kids who also don't listen, I'd had it. He stormed off and said, "You're stinkin' rude, Boogeymom!" I thought I was going to fly off the handle.

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