I did indeed spend all of Friday pissed at Mario. He got home at 10 (not 2, as I’d assumed) that night, but I pretended I didn’t hear him get home. I was already half-asleep in bed with Jaylen (Eenan was watching Cartoon Network in the living room with John) and since I’d been reading all evening I was quickly becoming sleepy. I was civilized but still angry the next morning and even made a few sarcastic comments throughout breakfast that he quietly ignored.
I, uh, got a copy of Microsoft Office XP (which isn’t 2003, but it works) and worked on my Power Point presentation all day until I got it done. I’m actually pretty proud of it (and Mario saying it was interesting to him made me even happier with it). I tried forgetting about the day before since I was going to an engagement party with Mary and didn’t want to be in a bad mood. We didn’t stay long, since we were going to a mass dedicated to Anthony (Buddy) afterwards, but the time we spent there was nice. John stayed with the boys so we had a nice, relaxing time. We had some cream cheese loaf that had jalapeño and ham pressed on the outside–it was delicious. We had tiny, triangle-shaped sandwiches, too. The roast beef ones were to die for. I even tried wine, White Merlot, for the first time ever, and I have to admit I didn’t like it at all. If all wine tastes like that, there goes my little fantasy of eating at an expensive restaurant with Mario and feeling all fancy with my wine glass. I wonder what champagne tastes like?
We met with Annie here at the house when we came home to pick Jaylen up (Eenan didn’t want to shower so he decided not to go) and then went to church. Jaylen was actually quite pleasant the first half hour since he was drawing on a little pad of paper, but after that–oh Lordy. He kept trying to run into the isle and kept talking exaggeratingly loud since everyone was so quiet. I was asking God to forgive me for having ill thoughts toward my child–that boy had me muttering profanities left and right. I was holding on to his arm trying to get him to sit still and he got loose! He screamed, “I’M FREEEE!”, and promptly ran down the isle. Mary and I quickly got up and took him outside. He was very silent and looking left and right since it was so dark out and we were telling him the Ware (Were?) Rabbit was out looking for little boys who didn’t behave in church.
When Mario got here we talked outside and were just fine until I brought up the whole “you’re-never-here” thing. He actually listened this time, though. We talked about everything and I just let it all out and I feel much better now. I just hope it stays this way and I really hope he makes the effort to spend time with us at least once in a while.
We had menudo at Mary’s today and then she treated us all to the movies. Mario and I watched Four Brothers (which was really, really good) and the kids and Mary watched Sky High. We grabbed some pizza afterwards, looked around Kohl’s (we finally have one here!), and then picked Mom up from work. This is the week she’ll be staying with us while Aunt Nora and Tio Arturo are in Las Vegas.
The children are rebelling again (they refuse to clean up the mess in the bedroom) and I need to do more laundry so I think this’ll do for now.
. I’m praying and crossing my fingers that things work out.
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. I’m just…getting sick of it, I guess.
. We were pretty pissed to find out that we didn’t actually get a grade for the study guide and the ones who didn’t do anything just wrote the answers in when we were “checking” our answers. Grr.
. I couldn’t stand it if one of us left the “group”. I haven’t had friends like this in a long time and I appreciate each one of them. Those who’ve visted me for a few years know the issues I’ve had in the past with friends so having friends like this–friends that you can tell anything to, laugh, joke around with and nobody gets offended–it’s so important to me. I’m a much happier person now that they’re in my life.
. I feel over-sensitive, so can you imagine? I feel like crying every 5 minutes!
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