Sunday, March 7, 2010

Jesus Be a Parent at the Door!

These kids are a trip! LOL

First of all, let me start by saying that 12 year olds do NOT know how to party. My son and his best friend were the only ones who were really dancing, then my son's cousin came and wanted to battle the best friend, which was total hilarity. Very entertaining, but her 16 year old giration made me wince for my daughter at that age. For the first time, I was glad she has no rhythm and I hope she never finds any LOL.

After eating, all the kids wanted to do was shoot the dozens. At a party? Where they do that at? LOL My house apparently. But whatever - if thats how the tykes roll these days, have at it. I didnt have to deal with the ex-in-laws after all. Only my kids' aunt and cousin came and stayed (with their kids) and I actually still have a pretty good relationship with both of them, so it wasnt awkward. However, both of my ex's other baby mamas (they totally deserve that title) fronted, so their other sister and brother werent there. Their dad is gonna be pissed when he finds out. One at least had the decency to call and OFFER her lie about why they werent going to make it LOL. The other one I had to call and inquire about, and she just didnt put any thought into her excuse LOL. Fuck em. I did my part.

My son's other friend - the one who told me he thinks Im beautiful - had apparently managed to botch the address and phone number he gave to his guardian when I picked him up. Still trying to figure out why there are TWO cars in their driveway, both at least appearing to be functional, and I gotta pick him up, but whatever. She took a cab to my house and made him go home, saying she had called and some little girl answered the phone, telling her there was nobody of the names she was asking for present, and no adults. She then called back and got the same thing. I said, "well what number did you dial?" She couldnt remember it, but alluded to it being the one on the invitation - my cell phone. I then asked what number she called from and checked my call log for it - not there. I said, "Ok, well your number isnt in my registry anywhere, so I think you may have misdialed it." She goes "But then I called it right back and got the same thing."

*staring into the camera*

I imagine you would. If you had the wrong number to begin with, its gonna be wrong every time LOL.

"I even called back the number he called me from, from the caller ID."

Yes, that's my son's cell phone. You JUST called back that number, which is how you got him on the phone for the right address to be standing here right now. Whatever. She took him home, then called back 20 minutes later to say she really didnt wanna take him from the party. She just wanted to talk to him, but she panicked when she couldnt track him down. Understandable, but what is it that you want? LOL She wanted to know if I could go get him and bring him back to the party.

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No. LOL

I get the whole panic thing, but you shoulda thought about that while you were cursing him out in my driveway, ordering him into the cab. You obviously made a mistake - or he did, in giving you the number - and you found him safe and in good company. Furthermore, I got a house full of boys and while my sister is here, Im not gonna ask her to sub in for me, so I can go back to your house and pick shorty up AGAIN. No. However, if you can make arrangements for him to get here, he is welcome. Five minutes later, he was getting out of a cab..... at 10:00.... *smh*

My sister left around eleven and my daughter crashed around then, so it was just me and the sonic boom coming from my living room. I had to yell down a few times for them to quiet down, but other than that, it wasnt too bad. I Facebooked to pass the time, and talked to one of my homies on the phone for about an hour before I decided it was safe for me to retire.

I started getting the boys up and moving around eight, because I knew one dad was coming at nine. After he left, there is a knock on my bedroom door - its the kid with the crush. "Good morning. I'm gonna go take my shower now."

*staring into the camera*

"Ok." Definitely need to take my son with me when I take him home this time LOL.

So one kid down, two more to go, then two to take home before I get my life back. I definitely feel like I deserve a jumbo shrimp tray.

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