Well SD13 got her blackberry curve last night. And I came close to losing it, I was saying things out loud, I brought a lot of tension to the house last night and I DONT EVEN CARE!!! Im tired of sitting back and not saying anything, being careful as not to offend anyone. Im so sick of "waiting til later", you know what? If SD13 is treated like shes an adult well then she can listen in and take it like an adult. I DONT CARE ANYMORE. I want SD's to know just how others look at them, im DONE tip-toeing around trying not to hurt anyones feelings. THEY CAN ALL HEAR ME. Yes you, little child, got that 250 dollar phone for doing absolutely nothing but existing, yes you, little one, deserve it because you wake up every morning slightly better than the rest of us. So here you are, you are getting the praises nobody wants to say out loud, we see you as you are... the princesses of this domain and we shall never question it again. I told him this morning that im tired of explaining to my kids why skids get everything. They try to understand, but I know they cant fully comprehend. His response was "well we can get your kids something", seriously?? I said my kids do not NEED anything, that isnt my point. Im sure my sons would love a blackberry curve, theyve already expressed that, but they are 10 and 12.. wtf are they going to do with a curve??? Give me a break already!!! But now I have to explain to them that SD has one because, well, she walks and breathes the same as you, but she must be a tad better at it!!

I woke up this morning to daddy making their beds and cleaning up their rooms. He clearly knows his breathing, sperm-bots are not going to do it and after the blow up the other day he is going to make a point to me that their rooms stay clean, UNTIL my kids get to it. Yes, my kids get blamed for a lot around here and messing up his kids room is a big one. I no longer allow my kids to go in their rooms, its not worth it, plus when their rooms turn into one giant pile of shit then the next time nobody can blame mine. But that isnt going to happen now that daddy has turned into their personal slave. Which is fine, if he wants to then I cant stop him... im not even going to bring that battle up again. It just makes me want to puke.

Im sick of everywhere we go, H's dads or H's moms, the perfection of skids is thrown down everyone's throat. "they are such good girls", "they are so helpful", "they just make my world go 'round". Okay well, NEWSFLASH Grandma... these perfect little beings know you have hundreds of thousands of dollars and they know to appear helpful when around you.. it gets them some cash!! ARE PEOPLE REALLY THAT STUPID???? The Skids are constantly asking people how much money they have. It never fails, every year my H gets a check from a family trust fund, although its not alot, it sure helps.. but every year SD9 asks, as soon as he has check in hand, how much is it daddy? And he will tell her, as if her financial smarts mean something around here. She asks him all the time how much money he has... one time his dad gave him money for Christmas and of course she just had to know how much he gave him.. daddy tells her and the next words were "oh good, can you get me an ipod now" NOT KIDDING. She automatically thought that money belonged to her and her wants. Wanna know what daddy said? "ill think about it" with no intentions of buying it, he just didnt want to tell her no.

Needless to say, ive been planning my departure. Im done trying to talk sense into him and im done watching this pathetic form of "parenting" take place. I cant do it anymore. They can be his wives, they play the part real good anyway. Honestly I dont need to be here to take care of a man who allows his daughter to do my part. They make sure he has ate, he has a comfortable place to sit, they make sure he is feeling okay and they make sure he had a good day at work. Why do I need to be here?????