Thank the Lord it's Monday!

Well, it's Monday again, so it is time for the weekend update. Little Miss unleashed her inner drama queen again this weekend. The kicker, it was a 3 day weekend, so I got to enjoy her dramaness for an extra 24 hours!

It all started Thursday night. She went off in her room with the phone, without my knowledge, and made plans to spend the night with Grandma. She returned fully packed and ready to go. I mentioned that I had planned on going to spend part of the day Friday at Grandma's and then just leave her there. She launched into her normal, "I hate parents, you ruined my life, I guess I will never go to Grandma's again!" tirade. I told her I never said she couldn't go, just that I guess my plans had changed. See how I tried to diffuse the whole thing, calm, cool and collected. She then launched in to her it's a disaster of epic proportions tirade. How I always ruin her visits because I won't leave and then she can't play like she planned on. I lost it, just a little. Her Dad lost it in a major way. Sent her to her room to cry in there away from us. I could feel the evil looks through the walls, but no one backed down. After a couple of hours and BJ showing up, she was fine.

Friday, I was able to post and Twit a little. Good morning I thought. Very little interruptions or whining. She got ready to go and I took her to Grandma's. I was given *yes, given* 3 hours to visit then I was to leave. I let this slid, no need to unleash the drama queen. I visited, looked at all the new completed work on the house, I listened to how they have decided that the house will never get done, for the workers keep putting off finishing their jobs. How they just don't show up. At the 2 1/2 hour mark, Little Miss disappeared. She came back to inform me, she had called her Daddy and told him how I wouldn't leave. Nice. I was then informed, I must leave. I told her I wasn't ready and if she would like to continue this I could stay for hours and discuss it with her. The words hours stuck with her. She let it go. I left within 15- 20 minutes of my allotted time. My choice, not hers. I didn't relish the idea of returning home to find piles of poo or puddles of pee all over the house and decided I really should head home. Little peace before The Boy and his father got home from work.

BJ and The Boy went to play basketball and it went longer than he had intended it to. He didn't leave the house until about 8. About 8:30 the phone rang and it was The Boy. I was geared up for the argument about how, No he couldn't stay out all night. Turns out his clutch went out in his truck and he was going to attempt to get it home, but might need a ride. So much for a peaceful Friday night home alone with hubby. He made it home but he was ill. I was never so glad for a child to go to bed. I thought I was gonna have to pull the Momma card on him and send him to bed.

Saturday, Easy E was suppose to come over for a visit. I decided to put out a few of my seedlings. That's when I discovered I was out of my heart rate regulator medicine. I can go without it, without major fear of 200+ beats a minute but it does give me out. My heart rate goes up and I get tired really easy. I mention to hubby I was out, he thought I didn't have it for Sunday. I did put out a few flowers. Plant a couple, rest and catch my breath for a few. Little Miss decided in her bout of boredom at Grandma's , she was ready to come home. Dad should come get her, for mother would take to long to leave. Thus started the drama queen on is Easy E ever going to get here, I want to help plant flowers, I am bored, mom is mean, parents are bad, I hate my life. Easy E finally showed up. Little Miss wasn't here, she went to the park with Mammaw and one of the little hellions. Easy E wasn't his normal self, he seemed out of sorts. I worry married life ain't what he thought it would be. Or maybe he was just tired.

Little Miss got home and commenced with her complete domination of her big brother. We wonder why he doesn't want kids, I wonder......hummm....

Hubby finally asked why I was gasping for air just talking, I informed him I had not taken my medicine and he finally went to get it. It takes a couple of hours to get things back to normal, really a couple of days, but I decided it was not worth the argument. I know it was my fault, I should have realized I was low.

While Easy E was here, they all went to the local store. Little Miss had left in her normal I will be getting everything in the store way, she returned a bit different. Mom was wonderful, she loved her momma. I was looking for the police, for she must have robbed the store. No, she had something up her sleeve. Seems the lady who works at the store and her teenage daughter invited Little Miss to spend the night. We know them, Little Miss loves them, why would they want the little brat to spend the night?! I called and asked if they had lost their minds. I was assured they had not, I let her go. Mother of the year awards committee.....please note...... I forgot to get their phone number..........I have no clue where they live.........

The Boy announced he would see me in the morning when he went to leave. I announced he would be home for curfew. He went on a rip about how he was home every night last weekend. I informed him, he just made curfew last weekend, not stayed home all weekend. He pointed out how he was home on Friday night. I pointed out, not my fault his clutch went out. He pointed out how good he had been, I let that one slide. In the end, he was home by 12 and full hour and a half before curfew. I guess if you can't get tore up , a party just isn't any fun.

Sunday........ I put out more of my little seedlings. After putting out a couple of hundred flowers, I came to the realization, I could care less if any of these things made it. I wanted some new flowers, but I just got to the point where I had run out of room to put these tiny things and I was just sticking them anywhere. Combine that and the fact that I forgot the sizes of said flowers and you will note I don't even have a clue if I put background flowers at the border or border flowers in the back. And at this point I could care less. And I still have a hundred or more little seedlings that were too small to put out just yet. Why do I love gardening? I forgot.

When Little Miss arrived home Sunday afternoon, I found out the little animal whisperer had been at it again. Seems a little kitten wondered into the Tricia's yard the night before, when no one else could find this tiny cry, Little Miss went on a mission and found it and Little Miss took it upon herself to tend to this small creature. Yes, I am proud of her for caring about all of God's creatures both big and small, but come on! She came home wagging this tiny 3-4 week old kitten. We were told how, she moisten dog food with milk and convinced this tiny thing to drink the milk and eat some of the food. How she cuddled it so it would sleep and not meow all night. How she had won the farting contest hands down. *Yes, she gets that from her dad. We are so proud of her farting abilities!*

So I am posting this picture, in hopes of finding the owner.......



This would be the picture I could get. It may be small but damn if it ain't fast! So if you are missing a sweet little kitten, please contact me. I believe it to be a girl *sigh* but I hope it changes! As of right now, her name is Miley. I pointed out it had a big head. I thought of Hannah Montana, I was told Hannah had blue eyes, so we could name it Miley. I hope it turns into a Miles.

No. Did you hear that? Nnnnooooo. How about that? NO!!! Can you hear me now? I was just checking. It seems I have developed a tone that no one in the family can hear. Can Miley go to the office with us, while you clean? No. Damn cat shit in my car! For the record, she snuck it in, with her father's permission. For the record.... after it shit in the car, we brought it home! Mom, she is a baby, Can she stay in the house? No. But she is a bbbbaaaaaabbbbbbeeeeee!!!! No, Daisy is already licking her lips! PPPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEE! UH, NO. About 2 hours later, after 2 hours of drama queen's visit. She is cold, I am bringing her in for the night. NO. I am not going to put up with the screaming, crying and running. Daisy running, Miley crying and you screaming. NO. But, mom....... NO. So goes it for the next 45 minutes. Mom the bitch verses the drama queen. Dad stepped in guess who won! Oh yes the drama queen. Miley is to sleep in the laundry basket for the night. She goes out in the morning when you go to school. She is your responsibility. If she poos or pees, you have to clean it up. Yeah fuckin right!!! I have heard this before. This is how I got Daisy! So I spent the night running Daisy out of the laundry basket and out of Little Miss' room. I got up this morning to see Miley wondering around the living room. She is sweet, BUT. NOT. MY. CAT.!!!! She is outside right now. Every time I get near the door, she runs in. My new favorite *yeah right* phrase? Miley, stay out! Miley, No not in the house! Does anyone else see how it could be confusing for the kitten or is it just me!

And The Boy went and got a tattoo! His initials on his bicep. Did he ask momma what she thought? Sure after the ink was already there! JAM in old English letters. Black and red. The guy did a good job, but still..... Yes he is 18, it is his skin......Somebody has already asked him if he was thinking about biscuits when he made his decision. Oh, no, he didn't think it was funny. I giggled but...... I am sort of childish that way.

I was informed by Drama Queen last night, she didn't have clothes for school. I found her a pair of pants. In her closet, she doesn't like them but I wasn't going to wash last night at 9:30!

How was your weekend? Good I hope. I must go and clean the house and wash some clothes lest the child be naked. I hate being the mommy! Anyone want my job? You say you have your own family. Want mine? No takers, just my luck! Hubby has doctor's appointment tomorrow so I guess I won't be posting again til Wednesday. Let you know what he finds out. So until next time.......

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS BUNCHES FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!