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*sigh*
for all of you who don't have kids, wait until you really don't care about xmas anymore to have them.
this is what i got:
a hand blender
a sandwich maker
$75 gift certificate for clothes.
and that is all. thanks momma. :|
aaaaaaanyways. of course the weekend didn't go by without some kind of completely unnecessary drama. i let jason have brady for the past two tuesdays just so i could have him on xmas day. (it's his weekend with him.) so everything's all fine and good until he comes to pick him up yesterday afternoon. he gets brady in the car and he's ready to get into his seat and i go, "so 10 o'clock, right?" he looks at me and goes "yeah we'll see." then gets in and drives off.
so i ran back to my apartment so i could call him and find out what the fuck he thought he was pulling and he starts saying shit like "well now you know how i felt when i couldn't see him for a month," and "well you should have put the deal in writing," and BLAHBLAHI'M A FUCKING ASSHOLE. so i freaked out on him and told him he had better have brady back to me by 10am sharp or he'd really fucking find out how things'll be. he hung up on me. so i call mom freaking out, and let her know what's going on... at this point in time, i didn't know exactly what time he was bringing him home, but i assumed it was going to be around noon which was totally unacceptable. he made a fucking deal with me.
anyways. i get off the phone with mom and there's a message on the phone saying "well if you're going to be a bitch about things i won't bring him back at all this weekend." so of course i call him back fucking screaming and yelling at him and then he goes "sign a piece of paper saying i get him every tuesday, then fax it to larry's (the neighbor) and you can have him tomorrow." i totally flipped out at him and ended up hanging up on him. so then i call mom again and let her know what he's decided, she freaks out and hangs up on me because she says she can't talk, so i call jason again. i tell him, ok, you can have him every tuesday as long as you bring him back on xmas morning at 10am, but i'm not signing a fucking thing. and he goes, "ok have it your way." so i freak out again, hang up on him, call mom and tell her to not bother picking me up because by this time i'm fucking bawling and i'm not in the fucking mood.
then my dad calls.
just as a side note, i think my dad's way of being compassionate is to yell at me. i honestly do. he doesn't beat around the bush. he's blunt, and i get the feeling sometimes that he thinks i'm responsible for whatever goes wrong.
anyways. he calls me, yells at me to get a hold of my lawyer (who, by the way is out of the office until january 4th, and has already told me that i need to "trade favors" in order to negotiate things with jason in terms of holidays, etc...) and tells me that i need to write down everything "that waste of fucking skin" said to me.
done and done.
then mom calls me back and tells me that if i want her to pick me up, she will and i said that i didn't want to talk about what happened today. she goes, "well you know that's not going to happen." and i said well then i don't want to come over. she goes, "are you sure you're ok?" i tell her no, but it'll be fine. so i let her go, break down and cry again. then i call her back and tell her that i want her to come and get me. i didn't want to fucking talk about it, but i didn't want to be alone either. so then grant and dad come to get me and we watched movies and ate dinner and i fell asleep around 2am.
xmas morning went fine. i wasn't really in the mood seeing as how 80% of the presents under the tree were for brady and it was really bothering me that he wasn't there. so whatever. we have breakfast, and i'm just sitting down to have a smoke and jason calls. he goes "what time do you want me to bring him over. i'm not that cruel that i wouldn't let you have him on christmas, i just wanted you to know how it felt for me." i didn't say anything. i said i'd be at the apartment at 11am so he could drop him off then. he started going on about tuesdays and i didn't say anything. i just said that i would see him later.
so 11am rolls around and jason calls. they're at the door. so i go down there to get brady but someone must have let them in because they were walking up the stairs already. so i give brady a hug and start asking him about how his morning went and what santa bought him, all the while walking away from jason. jason goes "well can we talk for a few minutes?" and i said, "talk about what." and he goes, "well i want him every tuesday" and i said to him "any talking you want to do is now going to be done through our lawyers. you fucked that one up yourself by what you did this weekend." so i turn around and start walking with brady again and i can hear him running up behind me and he goes "excuse me please i'm taking him home. he can spend the weekend with me." so i blocked his way and started walking with brady again so he tries to get around me again and grabs brady's jacket... so again i push him out of the way and lead brady into my apartment. so then he goes "i'm calling the cops!" and walks the other way. i shut and locked the door and that was that. so then i call mom and let her know what's happening so she sends dad to come and get me.
we picked up laura on the way and all opened the rest of the gifts when we got to mom's. then we had dinner and i did a few tarot card readings for mom and laura. laura reads playing cards too so i got her to do mine.
teehee i won't go into it today but i giggled like a schoolgirl because one of my internet boyfriends showed up in the readings... (wink wink annie ;))
but anyways that's it. now i think i'm off to go and watch the tape of mcr performing on conan... i haven't seen it yet because i got laura to tape it for me. it's been so fucking hard not clicking on the links to see it so now i'm all excited. mmmm mcr.
i hope everyone had a great xmas and i'm sure once everything settles down we'll talk soon :) byeeeeeeee
for all of you who don't have kids, wait until you really don't care about xmas anymore to have them.
this is what i got:
a hand blender
a sandwich maker
$75 gift certificate for clothes.
and that is all. thanks momma. :|
aaaaaaanyways. of course the weekend didn't go by without some kind of completely unnecessary drama. i let jason have brady for the past two tuesdays just so i could have him on xmas day. (it's his weekend with him.) so everything's all fine and good until he comes to pick him up yesterday afternoon. he gets brady in the car and he's ready to get into his seat and i go, "so 10 o'clock, right?" he looks at me and goes "yeah we'll see." then gets in and drives off.
so i ran back to my apartment so i could call him and find out what the fuck he thought he was pulling and he starts saying shit like "well now you know how i felt when i couldn't see him for a month," and "well you should have put the deal in writing," and BLAHBLAHI'M A FUCKING ASSHOLE. so i freaked out on him and told him he had better have brady back to me by 10am sharp or he'd really fucking find out how things'll be. he hung up on me. so i call mom freaking out, and let her know what's going on... at this point in time, i didn't know exactly what time he was bringing him home, but i assumed it was going to be around noon which was totally unacceptable. he made a fucking deal with me.
anyways. i get off the phone with mom and there's a message on the phone saying "well if you're going to be a bitch about things i won't bring him back at all this weekend." so of course i call him back fucking screaming and yelling at him and then he goes "sign a piece of paper saying i get him every tuesday, then fax it to larry's (the neighbor) and you can have him tomorrow." i totally flipped out at him and ended up hanging up on him. so then i call mom again and let her know what he's decided, she freaks out and hangs up on me because she says she can't talk, so i call jason again. i tell him, ok, you can have him every tuesday as long as you bring him back on xmas morning at 10am, but i'm not signing a fucking thing. and he goes, "ok have it your way." so i freak out again, hang up on him, call mom and tell her to not bother picking me up because by this time i'm fucking bawling and i'm not in the fucking mood.
then my dad calls.
just as a side note, i think my dad's way of being compassionate is to yell at me. i honestly do. he doesn't beat around the bush. he's blunt, and i get the feeling sometimes that he thinks i'm responsible for whatever goes wrong.
anyways. he calls me, yells at me to get a hold of my lawyer (who, by the way is out of the office until january 4th, and has already told me that i need to "trade favors" in order to negotiate things with jason in terms of holidays, etc...) and tells me that i need to write down everything "that waste of fucking skin" said to me.
done and done.
then mom calls me back and tells me that if i want her to pick me up, she will and i said that i didn't want to talk about what happened today. she goes, "well you know that's not going to happen." and i said well then i don't want to come over. she goes, "are you sure you're ok?" i tell her no, but it'll be fine. so i let her go, break down and cry again. then i call her back and tell her that i want her to come and get me. i didn't want to fucking talk about it, but i didn't want to be alone either. so then grant and dad come to get me and we watched movies and ate dinner and i fell asleep around 2am.
xmas morning went fine. i wasn't really in the mood seeing as how 80% of the presents under the tree were for brady and it was really bothering me that he wasn't there. so whatever. we have breakfast, and i'm just sitting down to have a smoke and jason calls. he goes "what time do you want me to bring him over. i'm not that cruel that i wouldn't let you have him on christmas, i just wanted you to know how it felt for me." i didn't say anything. i said i'd be at the apartment at 11am so he could drop him off then. he started going on about tuesdays and i didn't say anything. i just said that i would see him later.
so 11am rolls around and jason calls. they're at the door. so i go down there to get brady but someone must have let them in because they were walking up the stairs already. so i give brady a hug and start asking him about how his morning went and what santa bought him, all the while walking away from jason. jason goes "well can we talk for a few minutes?" and i said, "talk about what." and he goes, "well i want him every tuesday" and i said to him "any talking you want to do is now going to be done through our lawyers. you fucked that one up yourself by what you did this weekend." so i turn around and start walking with brady again and i can hear him running up behind me and he goes "excuse me please i'm taking him home. he can spend the weekend with me." so i blocked his way and started walking with brady again so he tries to get around me again and grabs brady's jacket... so again i push him out of the way and lead brady into my apartment. so then he goes "i'm calling the cops!" and walks the other way. i shut and locked the door and that was that. so then i call mom and let her know what's happening so she sends dad to come and get me.
we picked up laura on the way and all opened the rest of the gifts when we got to mom's. then we had dinner and i did a few tarot card readings for mom and laura. laura reads playing cards too so i got her to do mine.
teehee i won't go into it today but i giggled like a schoolgirl because one of my internet boyfriends showed up in the readings... (wink wink annie ;))
but anyways that's it. now i think i'm off to go and watch the tape of mcr performing on conan... i haven't seen it yet because i got laura to tape it for me. it's been so fucking hard not clicking on the links to see it so now i'm all excited. mmmm mcr.
i hope everyone had a great xmas and i'm sure once everything settles down we'll talk soon :) byeeeeeeee