Just kidding, of course. But trying to figure out the last time I watched an awards show. I do like the photos of bad dresses on the Oscar's red carpet.
Omg I peeeeeed.
Tiger, next show.
we will recap.
and I hears that Britney was awful
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...train wreck. The whole show was kind of a train wreck.
So I guess it was XSister in laws wedding last weekend. Praying that s8 was on his best behavior. Don't need XW(speaking of train wrecks) to have anymore reason to say he "needs" meds. I suppose that I would have heard already though. Maybe not, cuz I'm joining "her" church, and she is pretty pissed about that. Oh well, can't please everyone, the peace was nice while it lasted.
I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me.
I get home from dropping the boys off. And theres a voicemail on my phone....
S8: It's voicemail XW: Well leave a message! Tell him S8: I--Um I have a piece of paper in my ear. XW: No, you put it in your ear. S8: I mean I put a piece of paper in my ear, and it's stuck.
So I call......
S8: Hell Me: What happened? S8: I was suppose to be working on my rocket(I think, he was mumbling and sounded upset) and I was trying to be funny so put a piece of paper in my ear and now it's stuck. Me: Umm, OK, so am I suppose to come and get you and take you to the doctor? S8: I don't know. I'll ask. (He asks) S8: Here comes mom XW: I haven't even tried to get it out, we are at the grocery store. It's just another example. Me: (Sigh) Put him back on. S8: Hello Me: Ok, we will talk about this tomorrow, jst be a good boy for the rest of the night. S8: Ok Me: Alright, I love you. S8: Ilove you too, bye
At some point I think I asked him Why he put the piece of paper in his ear, and while he answered I don't know I said in my head.... BECAUSE HE IS FRIGGEN 8!!!!!!!
So this will be another reason for her to use to put him on meds I guess..... I don't know, maybe I'm too relaxed. I punish him when he is naughty, but I don't think this is such a big deal.
I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me.
Two years ago, my daughter put an eraser in her ear. The kind from the end of the pencil - it was in there pretty good.
We ended up at the emergency room and they had to flush her ear three times and then finally could get it out.
Maybe goal would know better, but I was told that foreign objects shouldn't stay in the ear because it could cause an infection. Maybe an eraser is worse than paper.
I'm not trying to worry you, just relate a similar experience.
And, I haven't read your situation and this is the first time I am posting to you....but can't XW handle this? Wait...what am I asking?!?!?!?!?
She can't handle the fact that he isn't "perfect". She "diagnosed" him last week with ADHD and wants to put him on meds. For him of course. Anyway, we had a doctor appointment scheduled for Friday, but now with this she just wants me to ask to schedule a test tomorrow when I take him in for the ear. And to make sure to tell the doctor how long this has been going on(years) and how it's gotten worse. I am so ready to puke right now. I suppose, shoving pills down his throat would be much easier than diciplining an active 8 year old. I have no respect for that monster. She is completely dead to me.
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I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me.
I apologize for getting kind of extreme. I am just extremely worn down. I called her back before I layed down to take a nap(for the third time) asking her to send me an email with all of her reasons that my son is add or adhd or whatever the hell she says he is(no I didn't put it like that). What I got is just insane. She got the most of $#!t directly from a medication website. Then other things that I really don't have a problem with(they haven't happened while I had him or haven't happened in a long time). And of course general statements to kind of distort the truth..... "Hit a kid over kickball in second grade" In reality, durring a kickball game a bigger kid hit his best friend, S8 asked him why he did that and the kid hit S8 also, S8 pushed him back. So I will bring her list to the doctor tomorrow, and we will see how it goes. On top of that I have friggen mice in my house. I'm the non-suck@$$ at work to mess with this week apparently, and I also have FRIGGEN MICE IN MY HOUSE!!!!!! Stress level is a little high. To be quite honest I feel like a time bomb, ready to explode.
I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me.