My parents drive me crazy, batshit insane crazy. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and would do anything for them, but they just can't freaking listen.
Haley started school last week and my parents randomly showed up at our hours 3 minutes after she got off the bus, now for a 4 year old 6.5 hours at school is pretty tiring, so Vicki was getting her a snack and letting her relax a bit before asking about her day etc... Not my parents, in the door they come and bombard her with question after question till she had enough and got cranky, naturally that's when they left. Tuesday you ask? same. Wednesday. same. Now Thursday I talked to my mom and told her that it's great that they want to spend some time with the grandkids, but it would be awesome if they would call before showing up. 3 hours later, in the door the walked, not only did they not call, but they don't even bother waiting for Vicki to answer the door, they just walk right on in. Friday they were out of town. Thank God. Over the weekend we talked again and I once again told them it was fine to come over, but call first so they can at least make sure Vicki is ok with it. Today 3:45 rolls around and through the door they walk. I give up, I don't know what to do now, since I'm never home when they come I can't get super pissed at them or it looks like Kiki's getting me to do it. Maybe we should just move.
Friday, September 18, 2009
I was thinking about friendship last night and I came to some interesting conclusions, I like my internet friends more than I like 99% of my "real life" friends. I talk to my online friends way more that I talk to those who live withing 1/2 hour of my house, I travelled to Vegas to attend the wedding of an online friend, I doubt I would do the same for anyone I know around here. I find myself happy and excited when I see a message or a blog from people on here, yet when one of my friends call I usually debate wether I should answer or pretend I'm not available. So really the only logical conclusion is that my online friends need to move closer to me. So get packing.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Haley starts school tomorrow, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. On one hand it'll be great for her to meet lots of other kids and to get a bit more structure in her life. On the other hand she's my little girl and there is no way she can possibly be old enough to be starting school. Everytime I think I'm ok with it I am proven wrong, at the moment Kiki is getting her to practice putting her indoor shoes on and then changing into her outdoor shoes. The fact that she's old enough to be putting her own shoes on is hard enough. What the hell am I going to be like when she starts driving etc.... Tomorrow is going to be a long day.
Friday, September 11, 2009
My deal with Kiki has always been that once we're done having kids, I'd go get the old snipity snip. Really I find it unfair, all she did was push a 11lb 12oz baby out, that couldn't have been painful or anything right? right? I have to say after watching the delivery and the ensuing 14 days I was ready to snip myself with garden shears. Fortunatly I didn't go that route, instead Monday I will be contacting the so called guru of the vasectomy to see if he'd like to play with my balls. Is it wrong that I'm looking forward to it?