Ok, I am leaving till Monday. I have my passport, and am leaving, maybe for good, its a toss up.
I come home from my 4 mile walk, my son is out on the porch eating ice cream. The damn ice cream truck is in full force in the hood now. The Boy and his little friend whom he was caught kissing last summer were in the yard.
When I walk in the house, Mr Shaky informs me that my son, the one whom nearly died the other night....Not only bought himself the ice cream, but bought HER one too. I am going to stop giving that boy a damn allowance if he is gonna go spending it on girls and shit...
So the buck stops right here...not only will he be doing double the work, but he is gonna get a double pay cut...
OK, in case u missed it, Mr Shaky had a run in with Boo's mode of transportation. Poor lil sap cant get her trike to run, so she cant run down to the 7-11 to get her smokes and crack.
i cant get the pic to post...i had it on another post, but i dont know what happen to it..
i need to go refill my xanex, vicoden and supoer strong sleeping pills, in hopes i wont wake up..this whole week has been a freaking nightmare..
Now Blondie is asking to wear make up to school. She is 7 and in first
grade..um...hell no sweety, hell no.
Oh and at noon today, I am going to be the proud owner of two sparkling VIP tix to the Leppard show at DTE Energy Center in Detroit. I it is almost fate. How did the boys know I would be in that state at that time? Its almost like they planned it that way.
Ok, I am going now...be good.
Use condoms and whatnot..