Last night I had to run a few errands. So I asked Rusty to go with me and I told him that I would buy him some ice cream.
Nikki called me to ask if Chris..... the boyfriend could come over. I said fine.
Then Nikki calls me back and say's "Chris can't come over because we are having sex."
I said "Then stop having sex." It was at that point that we pulled into the driveway.
It seem that the mother from hell won't let Chris come over because she thinks Nikki and Chris are having sex.
Well let me get this straight.
Nikki holds her virginity very close to her. She makes it very clear that she will not have sex before marriage. Nikki even wears a shirt that says virginity rocks. And you think my daughter is having sex?
Then I was wondering what the hell. O.K. lets face it. We can't stop our children from having sex. Oh wait it was the mother from hell that admits to having sex before marriage. So just because she did, she thinks my daughter is putting out?
Oh my brain hurts.
So I called Ryan's school today. I needed to know what classroom he was going to be in and if they had a teacher for him.
Silly me. What was I thinking? I actually expected the school to know these things. No they do not know! I guess Ryan is just going to wonder around until someone finds him and tells him where to go.
I also had this strange notion that I might be able to find out what time Ryan's bus is coming. Oh no! That would also be way to easy. So I guess tomorrow I am just going to send this child out the door with no set schedule, no class room and no teacher?
After the day I have had him......
I did find out that o.t. is finally going to be giving him services. The o.t. person told me that Ryan is at the age of a six year old. She also gave me a long list of other things. I was sitting on the other side of the phone thinking. You are preaching to the choir! I have been bitching about this for years. I know that he is 13 and is only doing stuff that a 6 old does!
oh my brain hurts.
So far today I don't think I have gotten much done. I had to sweep and mop the laundry room floor. I took care of the babies. Oh that is right. I need to get some pictures of them.
I tried to clean up the kitchen but that was pointless. I guess trying to clean anything is pointless when you have three teenagers in the house.
Oh my brain hurts.