Daltonism

On the way to school this morning.. I asked Dalton if he wanted to call Daddy when I pick him up.. Just to say Hi.


He got this big evil grin..and said...

"I will tell Daddy..Whats up Dog? Hows it hanging?"

(insert evil toddler laughter here)

Rambling Bitching Vents

So... I did as I had planned..made a pitcher of sweet goodness..or maybe it was a bit sour..but holy shit it was good. I then sat back and reflected on my life.


Conclusion: It is pretty fucked up. Yup I said it, I went there.

Now, how do I change it? Or do I change me? But..if I change me..then I won't be "ME" anymore. Confusing isn't it? Or maybe not..alcohol talking lol

I understand how some people come to depend on alcohol or drugs to get through life..I can sympathize with them even. I could so go there..but I can't. Sometimes I want to..but I can't.

** Numbers.. I think its time to start counting again. Or not counting..does it matter that much? (Brina..you know what I mean haha)

** Work.. I hate my job. I said it. I do. I don't hate my co workers..they are pretty cool.. I just hate hating my job..hating the stupid fuckers that come in the store and don't even know there own fucking cell phone number. I mean c'mon! I understand you don't call yourself often..but dammit..don't be a dumbass. Or worse..how can you NOT know what you are paying for???? You would be SHOCKED at the amount of people who have NO CLUE what the hell they pay for every month. Or they will bitch about their bill going up fifty cents due to fcc shit..but pay late every damn month and rack up $15 late fees. I mean shit...are you stupid or what???? I could go on and on and on..but I will stop there.


Okay so I mislead you.. I promised a fun drunk blog..but I couldn't put out. All the work and no orgasm..(not naming names..). I needed to bitch and this is my blog. So there ;-D

Daltonism

We were playing...

Super silly game..just run up and scare each other going "Pow Pow"..

No guns..or pretend guns.. Dalton just thinks that sound is funny.

So I run up to him flailing (is that even a freakin word?) my arms..going "Pow pow pow" in a high pitch voice..and my little monster..stops...POINTS his finger at me and says.."MOMMY< CALM DOWN RIGHT NOW"

Okay...gee I wonder where he has heard THAT from??? LMAO

Blah Blah Blog

I'm trying to get in the habit of blogging on a regular basis..but its hard.
My life is boring. Yes boring..work work..mommy mommy.. that is just what my life is at the moment.

I wouldn't trade my son for the world..but I need some excitement in my life. *wink wink nudge nudge* lol

My goal of the day is to sit back with a pitcher of alcoholic beverages and brainstorm on how I can get my groove back. lmao

*in laymans terms..look for a drunk blog tonight*

Court...

I suck..and no not in the good way either. haha :-D

I went to court on 2/27..and have I updated about it? Nope..not a email mention..or a blog post.

So we wake up to SNOW!! Of all freakin days to snow..yes the day I am supposed to meet asshole..I mean Jamie.. in court. Luckily the roads were still safe..and the daycare was still open. Mom and I took Dalton to school, then drove downtown. We got there right around 9am, which is what my papers said to be there. I check in..and we have a seat. Honestly, I didn't think he would show up. At this point, I hadn't heard from him in over a year and he hadn't called or seen Dalton in over a year either.

About 9:30 am he showed up. I don't know if he didn't see me..or was just ignoring me, but he didn't speak. About 10 minutes later, I walked up to him..and made small talk. He asked about Dalton..and I asked about his other son.. He said that L's mother was keeping him from him..and I reminded him that I had NEVER kept Dalton from him..regardless of how I felt..I never told him no if he wanted to see him. He said that he knew that and he had been keeping himself away. WTF?? Seriously?? What kind of fucked up person does that?? Anyway..he said he was trying to get his priorities straight. @@ Oh I told him that Dalton has been asking about his daddy..and he said "why..he doesn't even know who I am?" and I said.."I know..but he does". I told him that I had tried to get in touch with him through his sister, but never heard back from her. He said they don't speak still. So they call everyone into court..and we check in w/ the judge..then its back out to the waiting room. Fun fun. About 20 min. later, the bailiff comes out and calls our names. The judge assigned Jamie a lawyer and reset our court date for April 2nd at 9am. He told Jamie.." If I were you, I would pay as much as I can in Child Support between now and then." So that way my day in court.

We were walking out..me, mom, and him. I flat out asked him.. do you want to see Dalton? Because if you don't, I will not ask you again..and I refuse to force you to be a part of his son's life. He said that he does..and he will. He gave me his cell number and told me I can call him anytime. Mom..being the butting in kinda mother she is..asked him if he wanted to see Dalton today. We were planning on getting him from daycare since I was off work. He said yeah he would like that if I didn't mind. So I told him..meet us at my house in 30-45 min. So I can get Dalton settled..

So Mom and I go to get the boy..but I didn't tell him what was going to happen. Not long after we get home and changed..he knocks on the door. I tell Dalton, hey buddy..your daddy is here to see you. What does he do?? Runs to me..crying ..begging No Mommy No. It was so pitiful. So I pick him up..and hold him..and comfort him..telling him Daddy just wants to see how big he is..and talk to him..and even play. That he isn't going bye bye..he is staying with Mommy like always.

He whined/cried for about 10 minutes while Jamie tried to talk to him. Then slowly started to warm up to him. Then BAM! he was all about his daddy. They played football, basketball, bowling..you name it. They rough housed..and everything was "my daddy" this and "my daddy" that. It was sickening lol. All in all he stayed for over an hour. Dalton started to get tired..and asked if Daddy was going home. I said yes Daddy has his own house. He asked if he was going to Daddy's house. I told him not this day but maybe another day if Daddy says its okay. Then dalton said he wanted his daddy to live with Mommy. Ugh.. where did this come from?? I explained to him that mommy and daddy can't live together. Mommy and Dalton live with Mamaw at Mamaw's house and Daddy has another house. Not sure what he understood..but I had to explain it a few times. So they play a bit more..then its time for Jamie to leave.. I tell Dalton to give Daddy a hugs and kisses. He said no..MOMMY KISS DADDY> lmao I was like..ummm NO..I'm not kissing Daddy. I said then just give Daddy high 5s ..thats cool. So he gives him high fives and a hug.

Fast forward to the next day.. Mom picked Dalton up from school and Claudia said ALL he talked about all day was his daddy and what they did. Mom called me at work later and said that for the past hour all he has wanted to do was "I call my daddy..talk to my daddy". So I called him..and explained that I was sorry to bother him..but Dalton was really wanting to talk to him and could he please call the house. He seemed really happy that Dalton was thinking about him..He called they talked for awhile and Dalton was good.

Okay..I am done typing my novel..for now. LOL

Updates..

I have been a very bad blogger...

Updates from Brady Land..

Since November, we have been visited by the sicky germs..well at least Dalton has been visited.

-Strep
-Pink eye both eyes
-upper resp. infection
-pneumonia
-rsv
-nasty stomach virus
-sinus/upper resp.inf

Poor guy.. Hopefully with the warm weather we will get out of this funk.

We went to my sisters in GA the 15-17th of Feb..for my nephew Brady's bday party. Oh, Dalton was so excited. We took her boys and mine to get haircuts..and OMG Dalton looks like a big boy now~! It was this place called "half pints" lol He was so good. So I guess we will be visiting GA every 6-8 weeks! haha

I signed Dalton up for Weeball today. He is sooo excited. I have to go find him a real glove soon. I should hear from his coach by mid march..then come practices and games. Yay!

What else should I blog about...any ideas?

Edit:

I remembered ..

I have a court date on Feb 27th.. Asswipe is in contempt of Child support with the state. Stupid fucker.. I really hate him. Truly. How bad is that?? The worst part of it..is guess who Dalton has been asking about on a regular basis?? Yup..his "Daddy". Last night he even asked to go to "Daddy's house". I told him..right now he's at mommy's house and maybe another time he can go to Daddy's. He accepted that answer..so for now I'm in the clear..but he still asks about him..and it frustrates me..

7 reasons I am strange

Michelle() tagged me so here it goes..
The Power of Seven.
So here goes...1) Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog. (check!)
2) Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird. (see below)
3) Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs. (hoping these will play along)
4) Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. (done)


a. I am a book whore. Seriously, I am addicted to reading. I can read a book or two a day.. (time willing..ie. dead day at work or I stay up all night). Yes I'm a dork.

b. I seriously doubt I will ever get married. My parents were married over 30 years..so I had positive role models in marriage growing up. Two reasons...I know most marriages now days end in divorce..and second..if I was lucky enough to have a lasting marriage..I don't want to go thru losing my hubby like mom lost dad.

c. I am still a bit scared of the dark. Not inside dark..but being outside at night weirds me out. Long story short..when I was about 8..my sister lived across the street..and was grabbed walking from her neighbors to her home.. gun to her head..you are gonna die scenerio. Her asshole chickenshit dh at the time...didn't do anything but run to our house crying like a baby and left her there. Dad got his shotgun ( assuming it was a shot gun..) and shot the guy before the police got there. So yeah I have my reasons.

d. I want to learn how to shoot. Not for sport..but for protection. I want to have a permit to carry. I think it would be very empowering, but probably never will because I am afraid my own gun would be used against me.

e. From birth until age 22 or so ..I had blue eyes. Then they turned green/blue..so I guess hazel. I get more compliments on my eyes now than every before..but at least that means they aren't staring at my chest. LOL

f. I have a hard time opening up to people...even friends b/c I am afraid what I say will be used against me at some point.

g. I read more emails than I reply to. I want to reply but sometimes I just can't..I feel like I haven't responded in so long..that I just shouldn't reply now. lol

I warned you I am strange!


I'm too lazy to think of people to tag..so if you read this consider yourself TAGGED!