My son has once again thrown caution into the wind and pissed on my floor. I am sure he could never be a police officer as his aim is not good. He is in the process of writing this 500 times..
" I will pee in the toilet, not on the floor"
If this does not work I am going to force him to wear adult diapers..
**edit...since I made him sit down and write this is what has transpired..
sobbing, uncontrolabe sobbing..I say to him "your fine"
He says " do you hear me? do I sound fine?"
Then he screams " I cant breathe"..this kid can work himself up
He goes into the bathroom to puke. He then carries on, says I am wrecking his futrue and that I am killing him because he cant breath. He then asks me if that is part of my plan, killing him. That I would not ask any kid to write something 500 times unless I was trying to be homocidal.
He then says he gets it. He learned his lesson. He says " I will try not to pee on the floor anymore"...I said "try"...he then screams bloody murder right near his window that I am killing him and that he will never pee again..
I need a vaction, and this kid needs therapy...this is what I hear at this moment.."somebody help me, I cant breath."
Well I had my first day on the new job. It was good. I am going to enjoy working there. BUT while I was at work I got a call for another job interview. This one is for a Corrections Officer at the sheriffs dept. And it pays over 5 bucks more then my new job that pays 3 bucks more an hour then Target..So leaving Target in the dust could potentially be a 8 dollar an hour savings, or bonus...Whatever...
So its all good...I hope anyway.
As I am watching " What not to wear" I am thinking why someone doesn't turn me in. I could use a $5,000 shopping spree. They could dress me in whatever the hell they want. I could out do some of the folks on there, I have a pretty bad sense of what looks good. And I am cheap. Those two combos don't go well together.
I say size 10 is the new size 2. Anyone with me on that?
Mr Shaky is sitting here telling me how I need a new wardrobe while he sits here with his underwear hanging out the bottom of his shorts. And to top it off, it isn't even underwear, its an pair of my nasty old maternity shorts from 10 years ago. He has no shame. Yet I am the one who needs a new wardrobe.
Well I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday. I am going to eat smores tonight, and lots of them...And don't even tell me you don't know what smores are, or I will hunt you down and beat you with a marshmallow.
and JD, this is for you...This is Def Leppard..They are a heavy metal band ( and I use that term loosely) Maybe you know the song " pour some sugar on me"..You cant tell me you don't have this down under. They keep you guys under rocks over there. They have been around for over 25 years...You poor girl if you don't know them. I feel for you.
Ok, it wont let me post the pic..I will just put one of their songs on here..geesh, I hate blogger sometimes.