Category: Books

It amazes me that after all these years dad’s infidelity to mom can still mess me up. This morning, on the way to school, Ricci and I were listening to Wild 104 and they actually announced the War of the Roses early for once.

War of the Roses is a show that people call and try to bust their spouse or significant others cheating. They call up the person (you provide the number of course) and the DJ tells the person they won a free dozen roses from RedRoses.com (fake site) and what person would they like to send it to and what do they want the card to say. Well, most of the time the person IS cheating and the person calling screams out and they get into a fight on the air. It’s usually shocking and very amusing. Well, this morning was different.

A 17 year old girl called and said she wanted to catch her dad cheating. She said she knew he was, but wanted to prove it to her mom because her mom didn’t want to believe it. Sure enough, her dad sends the roses to a woman at a club and says, “Thanks for those nights and making my day easier”, or something like that. The girl was crying and asking, “Why dad?! Why?? I thought we were a good family! How could you do this to us–to mom!?” He kept telling her, “You be quiet. I’ll talk to you at home. You’re going to get it.” (Everything he said was in Spanish, so it sounded even worse.) By the time we got to school, I was shaking and had a lump in my throat. We got off and I tried hiding my face since tears were uncontrollably falling out of my eyes. Ricci saw me and I tried to laugh it off, but she hugged me and told me it was okay, that I was a great person and it was a long time ago, and many other comforting things I can’t remember right now, so that made me cry even more. Took me a while to compose myself. Thank goodness nobody asked questions since I was sniffing and my nose was clearly red, or I surely would have broken down again for sure.

I hate that that happens. I hate that I can’t think of what happened, I mean REALLY think of what happened, and not cry about it. I wish it wouldn’t bother me so much, but it does. Most of my life I ignored it; what he did never really bothered me; I wrote him off as an asshole and was just glad he left. But in the long run, it really has affected me, and that sucks.

Anyway, we started another lesson today and studied for 30 mintues of our 3rd period for our test on chapters 1 and 2 of Access. I feel really good about it; I think I did well. I’ve been really hard on myself lately when I don’t get 100’s and I really need to quit doing that. Mario said I’m going crazy and my God, I think I am. I work myself up for nothing. I got flaming mad when I got a 97 on our group project (the one I was really proud of–the 80’s Antiques one) and a 98 on my hospital project. I got points taken away because my fields didn’t fit the info correctly–something that none of us had been taught before, nor was anything about it in the chapters we were studying and it all depended on which layout you chose for the Forms and Reports. I found it to be really unfair, but whatever. I’m trying not to think about it anymore…

Ricci and I sat with Mayra for a while after we took our test and then made our way to the car. When we get there, I open the door and I realize the power locks aren’t working. I look at the lights and sure enough, I’d left them on and my battery drained out. I’d been so upset in the morning I didn’t go back and check if I’d turned them off (which I usually have to do because most of the time I DO leave them on). Thankfully the security guard had jumper cables and jump-started the car for me. Another guy was out there keeping us company since we looked all helpless.

Mario’s currently suspended from work. It’s nothing bad on his part, somebody threw a fit and decided it was the right time to take it out on someone else and Mario just so happened to be there. It’s nice having him home–he actually swept, mopped, cleaned the bathroom and we cleaned out the car and he washed it. He’s making good points .

As for the weekend, all us girls went to eat at Pizza Hut on Friday after school, and then the whole family (even John!) went out to eat there for dinner. It was nice. We got to see ultrasound pics of Gecko, Tommy and Yadira’s baby .

Mary treated us all to watch The Corpse Bride on Saturday morning, which was a GREAT movie. The kids loved it. Jaylen stayed awake the whole time even though he was really sleepy and Eenan didn’t try to jump into the isle at all! They were both very well behaved that day. Ha, notice how I said that day LOL. Kidding, they’re getting much better at behaving in public .

I spent the rest of the day chilling out and reading. We went to Isaac and Isiah’s party on Sunday night (where we ate more pizza–I had to have gained 5 lbs. just this weekend!) I also ended up finishing Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, finally! Let’s see how long it takes me to read Book 5, which is even longer!

Man I have a headache and I’m out of Aleve . I still gotta take a shower and finish eating. I feel naseous .

Quote of the night: “I want to skadoo like Blue but I always end up tripping over my feet.” – John

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I meant to write a few hours ago after I’d picked Eenan up, but since I was flaming mad I thought I’d give myself a while to cool off. Well, it’s been a while and I’m still pissed .

Jaylen and I got in the car at 2:40 as we do every day to wait in line to pick Eenan up. I was maybe the 8th person in line. The air conditioner was on full blast, Jaylen was contently playing with his toys in the back seat, and I was about to get back into Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, when I see a cop drive up and saw him waving at people to roll their windows down. I roll mine down, to hear what the comotion was about, and he says we can’t be parked in the street because we’re in the way. Hello? Where else are we supposed to park and wait? They don’t open the gate to the school till 3:15, and whether he or the commissioner or whoever sent him like it or not, they can’t do anything about the huge line that forms. We need to pick up our kids. Since I was in a huge T-shirt and boxers, I came back home and changed so that I could talk to the principal about the whole situation. When I went back the same cop was talking to the rest of the parents who’d gotten in line, so I waited behind a car that was stopped and proceeded to drive into the bus loading area. To my surprise the cop’s on my passenger side and he tells me that I almost ran over a lady who was crossing the crosswalk. I yelled, “WHAT?? There wasn’t anyone there!” He insists that there was, when I clearly looked both ways before crossing. Now that I think about it, I was way past the crosswalk by the time that lady crossed it. Grr. After appologizing for something I didn’t “almost” do, I ask him about where we should park now. He says he doesn’t know, that we can’t get in line there and that maybe we should park in the neighborhoods and walk across or DRIVE AROUND. Sure buddy, easy for you to say since the city/state pays for your gas. Has he SEEN the gas prices??

I was so pissed about him accusing me of something I didn’t do that I just drove off. I didn’t talk to anyone about it. I parked where Elda does; in one of the neighborhoods across the street from the school. It was incredibly crowded–two cars could not pass at one time. Later on I bet they’ll be telling us we can’t park in the neighborhoods because we’re blocking people’s drive ways. I crossed the street to where Elda was parked and told her about it. A few minutes later I walked across the street (Jaylen stayed with Elda) and I went to get Eenan. I spoke to one of his teachers about the whole parking/waiting, another lady who’s a patroller, and then Eenan’s kindergarten teacher and nobody knew about it and even they were in shock. Grr. It would have been nice if the cop had gone INTO the school, let the principal know AHEAD OF TIME, and then she could have notified us about it. I’m just so pissed. 3rd time the school changes the after school pick-up routine. Lord knows they have enough extra land, I don’t know why they just don’t make a parking lot or SOMETHING to accomodate parents and their cars. They’ve (the city, cops, whoever was “complaining”) seen us parking there for the past two years and only now it’s a problem? I don’t know why whoever built the school didn’t realize parking and picking up students was a necessity.

I’d really like to yell at someone right now.

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It’s really simple, but I made a new layout. I’m really looking foward to fall, but since I live in south Texas we don’t get to enjoy the trees changing colors, SO, I made this layout. The top image changes. I really like it .

Back to school tomorrow. I love it, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not looking foward to sleeping only 5-6 hours tonight. Blah.

Spent yesterday just lying on the couch reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Got more than half-way through. Can’t wait to finish it!

Today we went to Peter Piper Pizza, where the kids acted up a little, but we had a nice time anyway.

I’m 30 minutes late in starting dinner, so I guess this’ll be all for now.

[edit] Having some issues with Firefox and Netscape, but it’ll have to wait till…who knows?[/edit]

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