Update #3: Tipical Sunday
Today I woke up alone as usual. Well, my kitty cat Zanny woke me up. Eric was in the boys' room playing the xbox. For once I wish he would just come in and lay with me and kiss me and touch me but he'd rather play xbox till I wake up. Ugh. He knows what time I usually wake up and I've told him before to wake me up when ever he wanted to but I am a bitch when I first wake up and he uses that as an excuse. I wouldn't be a bitch if I was woke up politely. Usually the boys wake me up running or jumping around upstairs. That really pisses me off in the morning.
The boys went to their moms yesterday so I got some pretty good sleep today. We had to pick them up but before we did, we went out to eat. We didn't know where to go at first and then we saw a Golden Corral which Eric was just talking about, but the entire parking lot was full and that about made me have an anxiety attack. I told him we had to go somewhere else. I felt bad because I know he really wanted to eat there. We ended up going to Cracker Barrel, we ordered our food and waited for a little bit. I got the hickory smoked ham with mashed potatoes and mac n cheese. Well, when I got my food, the ham looked nothing like I thought it was going to look like. To me it looked like a dried up pig ear, dipped in a little sauce, with a bone shaped like a hollow circle in the middle of it. GROSS!I dont really like to eat meat so I was not going to eat what they served me. To top it off, they ran out of mashed potatoes so i got green beans instead. They looked amazing but tasted like bark soaked water with some salt. Eric didnt have a problem with his food. He ordered a country fried stake with veggies and fries. I feel horrible at this point because not only did I tell him we couldnt go to Golden Corral, I just pretty much wasted my meal. I ate my mac n cheese and a few of Eric's fries.
I thought today was going to be a good day but I fucked it up. It didn't help I had to look at that trick when we picked up the boys. The second I saw her walk out the front door I imagined myself pulling out a gun and pointing it out my window and just squeezing one bullet after the other right into her skank ass. It kinda made me smile.
When the boys got in the car, I buckled in my oldest and he wreaked of cigarette smoke. I smoke cigarettes too, in my bedroom, but the kids' clothes don't stink at the end of the day. Anyways, I had to wash their coats when we got home. I hate sending them with their mom but they need her. When they get older, they will hate her for what she did.
When will I have a day of pure happiness? No drama. No hate. No anger. No doubt.
-Mary
The boys went to their moms yesterday so I got some pretty good sleep today. We had to pick them up but before we did, we went out to eat. We didn't know where to go at first and then we saw a Golden Corral which Eric was just talking about, but the entire parking lot was full and that about made me have an anxiety attack. I told him we had to go somewhere else. I felt bad because I know he really wanted to eat there. We ended up going to Cracker Barrel, we ordered our food and waited for a little bit. I got the hickory smoked ham with mashed potatoes and mac n cheese. Well, when I got my food, the ham looked nothing like I thought it was going to look like. To me it looked like a dried up pig ear, dipped in a little sauce, with a bone shaped like a hollow circle in the middle of it. GROSS!I dont really like to eat meat so I was not going to eat what they served me. To top it off, they ran out of mashed potatoes so i got green beans instead. They looked amazing but tasted like bark soaked water with some salt. Eric didnt have a problem with his food. He ordered a country fried stake with veggies and fries. I feel horrible at this point because not only did I tell him we couldnt go to Golden Corral, I just pretty much wasted my meal. I ate my mac n cheese and a few of Eric's fries.
I thought today was going to be a good day but I fucked it up. It didn't help I had to look at that trick when we picked up the boys. The second I saw her walk out the front door I imagined myself pulling out a gun and pointing it out my window and just squeezing one bullet after the other right into her skank ass. It kinda made me smile.
When the boys got in the car, I buckled in my oldest and he wreaked of cigarette smoke. I smoke cigarettes too, in my bedroom, but the kids' clothes don't stink at the end of the day. Anyways, I had to wash their coats when we got home. I hate sending them with their mom but they need her. When they get older, they will hate her for what she did.
When will I have a day of pure happiness? No drama. No hate. No anger. No doubt.
-Mary
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