Kids… What More Can You Say!

This past Monday I had the pleasure of taking the day off from work to attend a mandatory conference day at my youngest daughter’s school. It basically works like this: we have a set conference time for about 15 minutes where you talk to the Homeroom teacher, of whom at our small Catholic school we either talk to or e-mail everyday, we get our report card and then we leave and have the rest of the day off. Sweet and simple!

This year my youngest daughter has not been trying her hardest. I have noticed it and so has her teachers. She has a total of 6 different teachers now that she is in Junior High and her Social Studies teacher and her English teacher both made a comment on her report card about her lack of trying and how it didn’t seem to bother her as long as she was passing the class. Her Homeroom teacher and I talked to her about these comments. I told her that she needed to raise the bar on her standards and that she should try a little harder with her school work. Her Homeroom teacher made a comment about how she needed to try harder now so that when it came time to start looking at colleges she would be well prepared grade wise.

My youngest daughter looked her Homeroom teacher in the eye and said, “All I have to do is pass, I’m only going to go to a Junior College anyway!”

I didn’t know whether to laugh or go crawl into a hole!

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Busy, Busy, Busy

Wow! I have been so busy here lately! Let’s see if I can remember what the heck I have been up to!

On September 11 I took my daughters and my youngest daughter’s friend to go see the Jonas Brothers in concert. I was very impressed with their concert. I think I was up on my feet as much as the girls were! I do finally have my hearing back from all the girls screaming!

My oldest daughter is doing an internship at a Vet’s office for her veterinary class in high school. She is loving it but it is really messing up my schedule! She works Monday, Tuesday, Thursday & Friday from 4-6. This means I get home from picking my youngest daughter up at school at 3:30, pick up my oldest daughter to take to the Vet’s office, get home at 4:15 in time to check youngest daughter’s homework and help her if needed, then at 5:30 I am off to pick up the oldest daughter from the Vet’s office. Then when we get home it’s time to cook dinner, eat, clean up the kitchen and then fall onto the couch! I believe I am going to have to break down and let the oldest daughter get her driver’s license even though she does not have a paying job! My sanity might depend on it!

My youngest daughter has finally decided that she wants to do Girl Scouts. Every year I ask her and she always says no. This year she finally said yes and I am so excited! I was a Girl Scout and I have always wanted to give back what I took from it. So I have signed up to help as well and I even managed to con my oldest to sign up as a volunteer. This will of course add even more to my plate but at least it’s something that I enjoy.

My youngest daughter has also signed up to help the Kindergarten CCE class on Wednesday nights at our church. She needs service hours for school and this will pretty much get her all of her hours for the year. She is very excited about helping out the little kids!

Work is going great! I received a raise just after 6 months of being there and I am taking on more responsibilities. I love my job! Sorry, I am such a geek!

My home life is what it is. I am married to an alcoholic who does not want help. Period. End of story. I have finally figured out I can not change anybody but myself. So I am working on that big time! Since I have figured this out I have actually had a freaking blast in my life! I have taken the girls to the beach and laughed all day. I have taken the girls to concerts and just hanging out around the house has been a lot more fun. I have a ton more work to do on myself but life is getting a lot better!

This has become my favorite song in the past few weeks:

Sara Bareilles

King of Anything

John Mayer Concert

I took my daughters and my oldest daughter’s friend and her mother to the John Mayer concert on Sunday, September the 5th. I only have one word to describe it: AWESOME!

We had a total blast! The girls decided to make t-shirts for the concert. My youngest daughter painted “John is in the House” on her shirt. The two older girls put “Peace, Love & Mayer” on theirs. My oldest daughter showed me hers and she misspelled Mayer. She put Meyer! We cracked up like crazy! Then her friend showed us her shirt and she too misspelled Mayer! She put Mayor! They wore them anyway, fools! We told them they were going to have to walk around with signs that said “Public Education!”

Owl City opened up for John Mayer and I was not too impressed with them. All of their music sounded the same in my opinion.

I was on my feet all night long! He played a ton of awesome guitar and the rest of his band was just as great. The best part was that the people really got into the concert. We all had fun!

Perfectly Lonely ~ My Favorite Song!

Free Falling

Next weekend we have Jonas Brothers with Demi Lovato and Camp Rock!

 

A Little Bit Of Everything

This post is going to be about a little bit of everything going on right now. Now, where to start, where to start?

High School = High Money

My oldest daughter is a Senior at or local public high school. She started back to school on August 23rd. She is taking English, Math, Government, Forensics (Science), P.E., Choir, and her Veterinary Technician class. I do not have a problem with a few fees here and there but this year has been the worse I have ever seen. I feel like I am being nickeled and dimed to death! I totally understand the Vet Tech class is a special program and has special fees but something has to give here! This is what I have shelled out to our local high school so far:

  • $25 General Vet Tech Fee (includes FFA membership)
  • $23 Scrubs for Vet Tech
  • $20 P.E. Gym Clothes
  • $20 General Choir Fee
  • Total out of Pocket so far: $88
  • $65 CVA (Certified Vet. Asst.) Test Fee due Oct 1
  • $47 SAT Test for College due in Nov.
  • $48 ACT Test for College due in Nov.
  • Total Upcoming Fees: $160

Grand total for Fees: $248!!! This does not even count for regular school supplies and classroom supplies! Don’t even mention Homecoming, Senior Pictures, Senior Cap & Gown, Yearbook, or Prom to me right now!!!

Concerts

Every summer we try to go to at least one concert. Last year due to financial reasons we did not get to do this. This year I am making up for it! When we go to concerts we choose ones that are at an outdoor arena called the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion. We bring a big blanket and sit in the Lawn Area. It’s a great experience!

 

 

This weekend I am going to see John Mayer in concert with Owl City as the opening act. This concert started out as just a mother/oldest daughter concert. Then a few weeks ago when I kicked oldest daughter out of the house I offered to take the lady she stayed with as well as her daughter to the concert for all of their trouble. Then my youngest daughter piped up and wanted to go as well! So now our mother/daughter adventure has turned into a bit of a party! I am looking forward to this concert so much!

The following weekend I am taking my daughters and my youngest daughter’s friend to go see the Jonas Brothers with Demi Lovato/Camp Rock in concert. I am actually looking forward to this concert as well. I am getting a total kick out of the excitement my youngest daughter and her friend have! I am dragging my oldest daughter along as payback for the hell she has put me through in the past few weeks!

More Work Changes

Yesterday the owner of the company I work for called me into her office and asked me if I would be willing to work 2 more days a week. She would like to train me on some of her work so that she can semi-retire. I jumped at the opportunity! This puts me at 5 days a week at about 30 hours. I will still get off work in time to pick up my youngest daughter from school which is awesome!

This also puts me at a comfort level with my home-life issues. I am now in a position to make it on my own if I have to. The weight this lifts off my shoulders is immense! I now have the power!!!!!

Homework, Homework, Homework!

My youngest daughter started 6th grade about 2 weeks ago. She has attended the same Catholic School since Pre-K. She has a very small class, under 20 kids and all of us parents talk to each other.

This year we have 2 new teachers that will be teaching our kids. Both of these teachers are 1st year teachers to boot. During “Meet the Teacher” we parents ganged up on the new teachers about homework. We made it loud and clear that we would not tolerate a ton of homework every night. I figure 30 minutes per subject is more than enough per night. That puts us at about 2 hours a night of homework.

This past Monday my daughter came home and jumped right on her homework. She started at 3:30 and at 5:00 I asked her what she had left to do. She told me that so far she had only been working on English and that she had Math and Science to still do. UMMM….I don’t think so!

I went straight up to the computer and e-mailed all the class parents about the complete overload of English homework. I wanted to make sure I was not alone in my opinion before I e-mailed the teacher. I was not alone at all! Each and every one of us sent an e-mail off to the teacher to let him know that this was unacceptable.

The next day we had the same problem!! So we parents got together again but this time we moved on up the ladder to the principal. Hey, we warned the teacher at the Meet the Teacher! You just don’t mess with the 6th grade parents!

I received an e-mail this morning from this same teacher about my daughter’s spelling homework. They had to use their spelling words in a sentence and he said he did not appreciate me giving my daughter sentences to write down. I replied back to Mr. 1st Year Teacher that I do not do my child’s homework and as a matter of fact, I did not even look over her sentences because I was too busy sending off e-mails to other class parents that night! I made sure I copied the principal as well!

The Spelling word was: chaos

My daughter’s sentence was: Too much homework causes chaos in my house!

I love my daughter! I have taught her well!

My Dream Gnome

About two weeks ago I took my daughters down to Galveston to do our traditional “End of Summer Blowout!”

This year we went to the Moody Mansion. We love visiting the old historic homes in Galveston. I think now we only have one more home to visit but it won’t re-open until the Fall of 2011 due to damage from Hurricane Ike.

We took a stroll down on the Historic Strand. The kids played with the life-size chess board and we of course got our traditional dose of candy from the best candy store on earth, The Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory!

While we were down on the Strand window shopping I found my dream Gnome! If the thing hadn’t cost well over $100 I would have bought the thing right there and then!

Jim Shore is the artist. I love his work! Now I ask you, after seeing this how can you hate Gnomes!

Update To Parenthood Sucks

The other night the mother of my oldest daughter’s friend called me. This is the lady with whom my oldest daughter has been staying with. She wanted to hear my side of the story.

I informed her that I kicked my daughter out because she would not follow my house rules and she knew the consequences of her actions if she failed to come home last Friday.

She said “Hmm.. so she didn’t flee an abusive household? She got kicked out?”

Apparently my daughter lied to this woman and she is quite pissed at my daughter as well as her own. We have since joined forces and are fast becoming friends.

I printed out all the e-mails that my daughter and I have been going back and forth with since Friday and I showed them to the mother. Total proof to my side. We talked about what we should do next and we put a plan in motion.

This morning I went over to where my daughter has been staying and we had a nice little talk with my daughter and her friend. We talked about how the real world works. You know graduate school, get a job and pay your own way. Once we got through with the economic lesson I turned to my daughter and gave her 3 option packages to choose from:

  1. Home ~ Come back to my home under major conditions. Follow MY house rules, go to school, find a job and pay 25% of your earnings to the household. The final condition to this option package is to start attending Al-Anon meetings at least once a week.
  2. Military ~ Quit school, get your GED and join a branch of the military.
  3. Tough Love ~ Don’t choose either of the above options and you are on your own. Kiss my ass and leave me alone!

My daughter asked the other mom if she could stay put and think over her options for a day. The other mom agreed to 1 day after that she needs to leave her house no matter what because guess what she has the same house rules that I have!!

We will see what option my oldest daughter chooses. It is now in her hands. I did also tell my oldest daughter that if I did not hear from her by this afternoon that I was going to let her little sister have her room (it’s bigger) and if she decided to come home after I made that switch she would have to move into the smaller room.

I was on such a roll I went home and told my husband about my talk with my daughter and I informed him that his butt needed to make some major changes as well! If he is sober he may join us for dinner if not stay away. I will be sleeping on the fold out couch until I can no longer smell alcohol seeping from his pores. He no longer has parental control over the kids. I make all decisions regarding the kids!

Anyone else want to mess with me today?!

Parenthood Sucks!!

I think the minute the nurses hand you that beautiful little bundle of joy in the hospital and they see the love in your eyes that they should warn you that one day it will be sucked right away from you. The only difference will be that you don’t get nine months to prepare for it!

My oldest daughter turned 18 mid-July and she came to the conclusion that since she was 18 she could do whatever she wanted because she was a legal adult. She decided mid-week that she was going to leave and go out of town with some friends that I barely know. I told her no and she threw a fit. After she got done calling me every name in the book she said she was leaving and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it. I informed her that if she left that would be it, she would need to find a different place to live. Her little sister even told her I was not playing around.

Needless to say she left and when I managed to get in contact with her she informed me that she would be back the day before school started and that I should leave her the F***k alone. SOOOO… with that she is now left alone. I took everything in her room and packed it up yesterday. I went out and rented a storage room and put all of her belongings in it.

She called this morning and point-blank said “I guess you kicked me out.” I informed her that indeed she was. She made an adult decision to leave and now she must face the consequences. She is staying with a friend of hers and as far as I know the mother of her friend will make her go to school. I told her today that if she needs school supplies or food I will help her with that but I will not give her any money. She needs to go find a job and figure out that in the real world you have to do things for yourself, it’s not all fun and games.

This afternoon she came over to the house to get her bed mattress and I gave her the key and the information that she needs to get her stuff out of storage this afternoon. She walked up to her room and I thought she was going to pass out when she saw everything gone. I think she really thought I was bluffing. She got in her friends car and started bawling. It killed me!

Every time I think about her I just want to tell her that it’s all ok and that she can come home anytime. Then I think about all the crap that she has been giving me and all the crap that her little sister has had to listen to and I know that I have to stick to my guns.

I might be totally wrong or this could be the best thing that ever happens to her. Either way it just plain sucks!

Change Is Good

It’s that time of year again… Back to School Time! My youngest will be going into 6th grade. {Sigh} Junior High here we come! Her school had a bit of an uprising over the summer and this year we have basically all new teachers for 6th-8th grade. Personally I am looking forward to the new change. Some of the teachers have been there since my oldest went to school there and it wasn’t really a good thing.

My oldest daughter will be starting her Senior year this year. So now I have to start getting myself ready for her {again sigh} graduation. Right now she is having scheduling problems with her classes and I could jump in and fix them but I have decided since she is an adult I must let her fix them. I must also realise that if she doesn’t fix them it’s not my problem it’s hers! That sounds so good in writing now I just have to get my head and my heart to really believe it!

Another change I have made is my work schedule. Yes, it was great only working Monday and Tuesday from 8-5. But I have gone and changed it all up. I even did it without discussing it with my kids or my husband! I made a decision on my own to heck with everyone else! Boy did it feel awesome! OK so this is what I have gone and done, I will now work Monday, Tuesday and Friday from 8-2. It is the same amount of hours but this way I can be home in the afternoons with my kids.

Last year I had some major problems around my house when I went back to work. My husband had to pickup my youngest daughter from school and then he had to help both of the girls do homework. I would come home from work and there would be total chaos! My youngest daughter had concerns about her dad being sober when he picked her up from school. Well she doesn’t have to worry about that anymore. Then when it came time to do homework he would tell her to do it his way to hell with what the teachers wanted. Fights like that you take up with the teacher not the kids! Well now she doesn’t have to worry about that either!

Change is good, change is good….

David Bowie

Changes (2002)

Trolls

This afternoon we took my youngest daughter bowling. At our bowling alley they have these little gumball machines that are always filled with cool little toys. Today we hit the jackpot!! They had Trolls in the machines. So for a mere $1.50 we bought 6 Trolls.

Now do you remember that my oldest daughter hates Gnomes? Well she hates Trolls just as much. So of course my youngest daughter and I had to do something with our new-found Troll friends!

We put them in my oldest daughter’s room. Unfortunatley she came home early but we got her anyway! She screamed when she saw the following!

 

It would have had a more dramatic effect if it had been late at night! But our evil Troll plan worked out just fine none the less! <Insert Evil Laughter Here>

I Have Rights!!

Last week my oldest daughter turned 18. She is finally an adult, at least in age. This fall she will be a Senior in High School and hopefully she will go on to college after that. I have told her I will not pay for driver’s education until she gets a job and all summer she has dragged her butt on that front! Needless to say she has no driver’s license yet!

Since she has turned the magic number 18 she thinks she can do whatever, with whomever and whenever she wants. When I tell her I don’t want certain friends over she throws a hissy fit. When I tell her I’m not driving her somewhere she throws a hissy fit. I swear she turned back time and is going through the Terrible 2’s again!! 

When she throws her little hissy fits she claims “I’m 18! I can move out if I want! I have rights now!” I usually just laugh and walk away.

The other day she caught me on a bad day when she pulled that crap. I told her “You are right. You have rights now. But I also have rights now! I have the right to charge you rent. I have the right to charge you for food. I have the right to charge you for gas. I have the right to charge you part of the phone, cable and internet bills!”

She has not said much to me since then. I think she got the message loud and clear. Either that or she is silently plotting my demise!

Prom Time

My oldest daughter officially has a boyfriend. This would be the same boy who has the Trans-Am. He is a senior and she is a junior.

He has officially asked her to the Senior Prom!!!

Damn boy!

I hate to shop! I REALLY hate to shop with my oldest daughter!

I broke down and took her shopping today. I actually had fun shopping with her. I told her I would pay for half of the dress. She tried on about 10 different dresses and finally decided on the very last one. She put it on and said “This is the one! It makes me feel like a princess!”

She picked out a black dress that has a little grey and off white with it. It is very classy! Here is a picture I found of it:

It cost… are you sitting down? Remember this is a Prom dress…are you ready? The cost of the dress with tax was $27.10!!! Since she was such a great little bargain hunter I paid for the dress myself. I told her to take her money and get her hair done!

Prom is a month away and I am sure she will drive me nuts until then! Oh did I mention I told her to leave the tags on the dress until the day of the Prom? I told her “Just in case they break up before then!” She thought I was kidding!

Now all we have to do is find shoes. Oh Joy!

The Dating Game

My oldest daughter, who is 17, has had “boyfriends” before but they never go out on dates. At least not what I consider a real date. They usually just hang out around my house and watch television or hang out at the park or the mall.

Well last Wednesday my daughter came home from school all excited. I knew something was up because school is never exciting! She was asked out on a real date! They planned to go to the movies after school on that Friday. She was nice enough to double-check with me if she could go which I had no problem with. I really appreciated the fact that she asked me first.

The boy who asked her out on a date has his own car. It’s an old black Trans Am. I am a little jealous of his car! My daughter has gotten a ride home from school a couple of times with him so I felt alright with him driving her around.

The afternoon of the big date I went about my normal business and I didn’t really think much about my oldest daughter being out. I have raised her well and whatever choices she makes are hers to make and she knows I am here if she ever needs me. My husband on the other hand was having a bit of a fit and he kept worrying about her. I half expected him to be waiting for them on the door step when they got home.

My youngest daughter beat him to the door step! My oldest daughter and her date pulled up in front of our house and there was my little one sitting there waiting for them! The boy got out of his car and walked over to my oldest daughter and gave her a …hug!

I thought my oldest daughter was going to kill her little sister! If looks could kill my little one would definitely be 10 feet under!

It’s Never To Early To Start Couponing

It is amazing the things I end up talking about with my oldest daughter. Actually, it should scare the hell out of me but for some reason it doesn’t.

My daughter has a friend who happens to be a boy. They are just friends, which according to my husband is not possible! You can’t be “just friends” with a member of the opposite sex. This kid is always at my house and I am always taking him places with us. I treat him just like I do my own kids, poor thing! 

Ok, back on track… this boy had a girl call him a few weeks ago and told him he was the father of her 8 month old daughter. To make a long story short he found out he is not the father but he had the crap scared out of him!

I had a serious Safe Sex talk with him and my oldest daughter as well. I strongly urged both of them to practice abstinence. Hey a mother can dream! Since my little talk, I keep making little comments like this, “Don’t be silly, protect your Willie” loud enough for him to hear when he calls my daughter.

This past Sunday when I was clipping out my coupons from the newspaper I found this coupon:

I asked my oldest daughter if she wanted me to clip it out for him. She couldn’t stop laughing! She called him immediately and told him about the coupon. While she was on the the phone with him I of course just had to make another one of my famous remarks for him to hear! I told him to “Clip it or Zip it!”

Pony Tail Holders

This morning we had a HUGE blow-up at my house! This occurred where most of our morning blow-ups happen in my daughter’s upstairs bathroom! I could hear cabinets slamming and feet stomping like I was about to be stepped on while I was getting a cup of coffee down in the kitchen. I made my usual threats and as usual I ended up going upstairs to referee!

Remember, I am not talking about little 4 years olds here I have a 17-year-old and a 10-year-old! They were fighting over stupid pony tail holders!! Apparently they both decided to put their hair up this morning and they were down to 1 little pony tail holder.

I finally was able to convince my youngest daughter to take the high road and let her “older” sister use the pony tail holder. Actually I bribed her! I told her that I would stop at the store on the way to drop her off at school and buy some more and we could fix her hair in the car!

What gets me is that I am constantly buying these stupid pony tail holders!! I swear I buy at least 1 pack of 50 once a month and they are not cheap! Where the hell do they go?! Seriously? I don’t find them on the floor. I don’t find them in my car. They are obviously not in the bathroom where they belong!

I think the makers of the pony tail holders use a special chemical that makes them disappear after a few days of being used. It’s all a huge Pony Tail Holder Conspiracy! The companies know that we mother’s will cave in and buy more of these stupid things just to stop the whining and screaming of these little monsters we call daughters!

It makes me shudder to think of the fact that when I was a kid we just used rubber bands! I don’t know how I ever survived!

Vivid Colorful Hair Rubber Bands Set (12 Pieces)

Do I Have To Have This Conversation?

I swear there is something in the air lately! My girls have been coming up to me and either telling me things I don’t want to know about or asking me questions that I don’t want to answer!

Let me start with my 17-year-old:

17-year-old Daughter: “Mom, my friend Tom is going to ask out this girl out who already has a girlfriend.” 
Mom: “You mean she already has a boyfriend, right?”
17-year-old Daughter: “No, you heard right she has a girlfriend!”
Mom: “Is he hoping for a  Ménage a trois?” (I can’t believe I actually asked my own child that question!)
17-year-old Daughter: “No, he just wants to get it on with the both of them at the same time!”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry!

Now for my 10 year-old. (Keep in mind that she is in the 5th grade at a Catholic School and that they have had class room discussions about how your body changes at their age.):

Conversation #1:
10-year-old Daughter: “Mom, guess what we kept doing at lunch today?”
Mom: “God only knows! What did you guys do at lunch today?”
10-year-old Daughter: “We kept going up to the boys and asking them, What comes at the end of a statement? Then they would say PERIOD and we would run off laughing!” (She was cracking up when she told me this.)
Mom: “You shouldn’t do that to the poor boys!” (Then I turned away and chuckled.)
10-year-old Daughter: “Then I went up to Jane and I said, “Hi, I’m Mother Nature and I have a new little FRIEND for you!” The boys told Coach on us so we had to sweep the lunch room!”
 
Conversation #2:
10-year-old Daughter: “Mom do you know what a French Kiss is?”
Mom: “Excuse me?!” (I was in total shock at this one!)
10-year-old Daughter: “Do you know what a French Kiss is?”
Mom: “No, what is it?” (In hopes that she would tell me a really great joke!)
10-year-old Daughter: “No, really, tell me what a French Kiss is!” (She was turning a light pink at this point.)
Mom: “It’s when two French people kiss.” (Now please go away!)
10-year-old Daughter: “MOM! Tell me what it really means! We were talking about this at school and I want to find out if what the other girls said was true.” (She is now a light red at this stage)
Mom: “It’s when two people kiss and their tongues touch.” (Did I just really tell my 10 year-old daughter that!)
10-year-old Daughter: “That’s what they said too. That’s just GROSS!” (Her face is now fire engine red!)
 
Conversation #3:
10-year-old Daughter: “Can my sister take me to see New Moon next Saturday?”
Mom: “It’s rated PG-13 so I might have to go with you if they require an adult to go with you.”
10-year-old Daughter: “My sister can be TRIED as an adult in court doesn’t that count?!”
That kid cracks me up!!!
 
 * Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty!

Mother-Daughter Day At The Beach

Yesterday my 17 year old daughter and I went down to Galveston for our annual mother-daughter day at the beach. We like to walk The Strand and window shop and then hit the beach for a few hours. Since nobody else likes to go window shopping with us we have made this our little tradition together.

Our day started out pretty good we loaded up an ice chest with soda and water and gassed up the car. It only takes us about 30 minutes from our house to get Galveston. We went to the Strand area first. I pulled into a little parking lot and the parking space that I had picked had something laying in it on the passenger side. I jokingly said “I’m not sure about this spot that looks kid of like a Voodoo Doll Head or something!” We got out only to find that it was a dead pigeon! We laughed our head off what a way to start the day.

I went to go pay for parking only to find this:

Parking Meter by you.

The note says: I went underwater during IKE and no longer work. Yay, parking is now free, it would have cost us $5 for parking.

We made our way up and down the Strand popping in and out of shops. It has been a slow road to recovery since Hurricane Ike last year but the Island is coming back. We ended our window shopping tour by going to our favorite place the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. My daughter had a chocolate dipped Oreo and I had a piece of Mint Fudge Brick. We shared a bottle of Chocolate soda which was awesome. We of course had to get a quarter of a pound of Chocolate covered Raisins for my husband and my younger daughter. Too bad they didn’t make it past the car ride home! We meant well!

After we were hyped up on sugar we took off to the Seawall. We found a spot on the beach and headed into the Gulf of Mexico. The surf was a little bit rough but we had fun! Right about the time we were getting ready to leave this guy in his 20’s came up and asked my daughter if I was her sister. She of course said “Eww… No!”and then he turned around and left. I threw her towel at her and said “Thanks a lot! You can’t just let me have one little moment!” I told her to remember Paybacks are Hell!

Mother Vs. Teen Daughter

In school I learned all about conflict, you know, Man vs. Man, Man vs. Nature, Man vs. Society, Man vs. Himself. What I didn’t learn about in school was the most important conflict of all: Mother vs. Teen Daughter!

My oldest daughter and I have reached a point where we can walk into the same room and look at each other and just want to kill each other! I am not sure if it is a clash of raging hormones or just a stage in life that is normal.

Last week I was told:

  • “Your rules suck!”  My reply: “Well then don’t inhale!”
  • “When I have kids I am going to let them do whatever they want!” My reply: “Well don’t count on me baby sitting for ya!”
  • “I never have any money to do anything!” My reply: “I have just one little word for you JOB!”

The thing I hate the most that she does lately is when you tell her something she always has to say something back! Example: I say “Put the dishes away.” to which she replies “Why do you have to run the dishwasher every single day?!”

My new policy is: “Unless I ask you a question do not make a comment when I tell you something!”