post Christmas

Again, this was the worst/best Christmas.

First my co-workers are and were being a major butt. I have no idea what I have done or will do to them. They just started making stuff up and then started expecting me to sit and take a tongue lashing when I did nothing wrong. HMMMM no.

One of my clients came in and she was sick with Bronchitis. Now my whole family has a cold. I am pumping all three kids full of vitamins and benedryl. The baby got the worst of it. She's miserable. poor thing.

Then my family, being my normal family, was highly dysfunctional once again. What's sad is that I have always joked that we three kids had our own parent. But Daryl is the only one that has a parent left since my mother is the only one still alive. But she seems to be treating Doug pretty well lately too. They all fight like cats and dogs, but My mom will bend over backwards for them and somehow I am the only one left out in the cold. I have tried repeatedly to not have a huge pity party. But to no avail I think, as my heart breaks, I am officially done with my family. My oldest bro is eating himself into a grave. My middle bro is a mooch and sleeps all day, not to mention a horrible father. My oldest niece is two inches away from being married with a kid and her 17th birthday isn't til march. She also considers herself a wetback.:( I don't like racism. If you want to be proud of who you are fine. But don't call yourself names. Not to mention we are as white as they come......BriAnn then decides it will be awesome to bully I'liea all day on Christmas and tell her mother that she's fat. SPECTACULAR! And since I was stunned at Bri I took up for I'Liea and got myself griped out by Daryl, while he was laying in bed at 1 p.m. no less. Then my mom came to Daryl's rescue and backed him up! Then while taking my dishes home from moms, I went to get the only thing my husband asked me to make, which he had two bites of, and it was pretty much gone. The trash compactor, whose supposed to be my brother, eats everything in site. I know he knows better and I think he says darn the consequences, I want it so I will eat it and take the heat. He even ate my husbands birthday dinner this year that had his name on it. Also, like every holiday my Aunt Dorothy picks a person to annoy. Thanksgiving was I'Liea. Then Christmas was my husband. Good bye family.

The best part was seeing all three kids faces when they got their presents. Donnie's favorite part was singing happy birthday to Jesus. We had muffins with candles in them. He keeps bringing me the candles wanting to sing it again! My children are my life. I love them dearly. They keep me sane. Thankyou God for allowing me to be a mother. It's a job I don't take lightly. And I swear to TRY to never treat one better than the other.

Christmas 2011

I feel like I should be writing this Sunday night.

Well it's one of the worst but best Christmas' I've ever had. My co-workers are being really weird and I have no earthly idea why. And on the other hand Donnie is two and it's exciting to view Christmas through his eyes. I wonder what God's plans for me are. Because I can't deal with the co-workers anymore.

Christmas

First christmas in YEARS that I am actually looking forward to and it seems Satan and the world are out to make sure it sucks. Truck breaks down, co-worker goes crazy on me, and I fight with the hubby non-stop.:( Well that's three things. So can the madness stop now? PLEASE?

Your own worst enemy

So this week has been terrible for Donovan. Poor guys head looks like he's been in a fight. He's enjoying all the attention. And he's been acting better because of it. So go figure.

I will be doing/leading bible study with the homeless in a few weeks. And I narrowed it down to being grateful and happy with what you have.

Going through a lot in the home front. So many voices in my head. Hopefully God will lead my head above water again.

No sleep for the wicked

So it's raining. Which means I got no sleep. My hands hurt really bad. I got my grandmothers arthritis. So not cool. about to be 36 with old lady hands. I love my job too. I hope I can keep doing it til we move and then look into opening my own coffee shop. OOOO that makes me smile.

Marriage?

So my husband is a big man child. And I hate video games and he needs to learn how to be a father.:( So this is telling to much info but I can't take his mood swings anymore. GROW UP BRANDON!