And if it upsets you, I have some Peace and Calming essential oil, or maybe Forgiveness, that will help you out. But here I am, in rare form. The Carrie that I have tried my hardest to keep hidden while working at HISD. I guess my tell it like it is attitude offends people.
But back to what I was saying…It is Father's Day Weekend. I love my Daddy. Yes, I'm a little girl and I use the word Daddy. He is amazing. And I will do my very best to show my appreciation. But now that he is diabetic, that can't be in the form of cookies, or cake, or any of my other favorites. For a while I was on a sprinkler kick. He waters a lot. He finally told me it had to stop. For every holiday, birthdays, Christmas, father's day, he was getting sprinklers. For several years in a row. He is a good daddy and told me he would be fine with just a hug. But please, no more sprinklers. Fishing lures were a bad idea too I guess. Apparently certain fish require certain lures?? This is just nonsense in my land. It should make sense because I will eat your face for trying to make me sew with threads that aren't mercerized. I prefer Mettler mercerized cotton threads.
So, Father's Day weekend. In years gone past, that meant nothing unusual. Make an effort to make the kids do something nice for their dad. Cook something. Plan on not having a single second to myself. Sort of like every other day. Mother's Day usually meant eating some kind of nasty ass food that would make me try not to hurl, and maybe an hour to myself if I got super lucky. NOW Father's Day takes on a whole new weekend. So does Mother's Day. This year for Mother's Day, from my children I got a big fat nothin'. Two of them told me Happy MD. I tried to make the others work, but it didn't work out so well. My perfect, amazing husband got me a bottle of special Crown Royal. And let me tell you, with the end of the school year and all the mother's day hullabaloo I needed that!
But now it is Father's day. Father's Day weekend! Which means I get the weekend to myself!!! Even better, to myself and my husband! My husband has no children and was thrown into the chaos of a home with 4 of them. He will get some sort of prize this weekend. More than likely, a nice little bottle of crown and some chicken strips. Nothing makes the man happier. The children are spending important quality time with their father bitching at him instead of me. I love the darlings beyond belief. But they need time with their father to make special memories, and I need a damned weekend off.
For what it's worth, I don't really get a free weekend. I am responsible for 50% of the children. And since it's cooler its unlikely that they will take off out of this "hell hole" where I won't turn on the air conditioning and go stay at their dad's. Last night, Keegan was looking up power company rates trying to find a way to save money so I would turn the a/c on. I really wanna see how long we can go with no a/c. We can be like pilgrims, pilgrims with wi-fi. BUT, I am responsible for kids. These kids are pretty easy though. One of them is laid up in the bed with a stomach virus….but her makeup looks great.
I want to throw in a special thank you to my husband. Being a step dad isn't easy. Especially when you are thrown in with teens who have some issues. It makes my heart nearly burst that Kevin is the man that my children call first in any sort of emergency. Ok, so mostly they know he is the automotive guy, but they know he can fix just about anything.
So to all of you Moms who might have felt a bit ripped off on Mother's Day, have a good weekend!
'Scuse the spelling errors. It's been a long day :)
Passing Keegan and Aiden's room really sucks because I keep hearing "mom?" or speaking to them and then remembering that they went with their dad and I have a small vacation. I'm not a cold heartless bitch, just a tired one at times….