crap day

If I could have just stayed in bed today and not woke up AT ALL, then it would have been a perfect day. I took all of the kids grocery shopping. OH MY LORD. Yeah, that sucked. Emma was driving me nuts the whole time. The dentist was a MILLION times worse. It took two hours to get the kids done. Ooh, to top it all off, they need like almost $1000 worth of work done. AND Emily is being sent out to an orthodontist. Yeah, having four kids is finally catching up to us. Thank goodness for our October bonus. We will still have to finance braces. Yeah, I don't have $5000 just laying around.


I have the ultimate dilemma going on. I love my sil. I really do. I like talking with her, hanging out.........I really love our friendship. Then everything that has happened has turned it into a twisted, bloody mess. She is turning into a "Noel". This goes way back to a friendship I had in VA. I bent over backwards for this girl just to be dragged through the coals. She played the one up game, CONSTANTLY. Look where it got her: 6 year old son ignored, 3 yr old with MAJOR health issues (can't see, hear, etc), a husband paralyzed from the chest down, and now has a sperm donor baby. Just to make things more interesting if taking care of two handicapped people wasn't enough. The best example is cars. Cars has always been a sore subject in our house. We went about TWO YEARS without one. We have always appreciated our vehicle. We have always talked about wanting this one or that, for fun. Well, this dumb ass goes out and buys a USED Expedition, 42,000 miles with a 7 year $500 monthly. She comes and shows it off for 5 seconds where I told her that she would get pregnant, not work and then wouldn't be able to afford it. DING, DING! What happened? She got pregnant, couldn't work IN THE 3RD MONTH, and her dh lost his truck. They couldn't afford that even so they went to get a SMALLER vehicle. Well, we went and bought a brand new van in the middle of all that. Our 3rd child needed a bigger carseat and three carseats don't fit in the back of a Calalier too well. She threw a fit literally in the front yard so they went and got the Chrysler version with more options. Mind you she had ONE child at the time. It went up to 600 a month. Well, I bought a new van almost 2 years ago, end of lease ( that is the only thing we could afford) and got nice options. Well, then she needed to get a new van because she needed the stow and go and got the SAME COLOR VAN and exact same options. LOOONG STORY SHORTer (honestly, there are more stories if you care to hear): This is a Noel

She has pretty much come out and said her and her dh think we are "shit" and "trash", etc. So we only make like $56,000 and year and they make six figures I guess combined. The one thing she said that really pissed me off is yet another car comment. She has been talking about getting one of the new Mustangs for like 2 or 3 weeks now. She then made a comment during the commotion of her little tantrum of how much I love them. Then goes on to say that all she wants is a new Ford Fusion. Yes, I like them. They are kick ass. I LIKE THE DODGE CHARGERS! If I were to buy that kind of car, kids or not, I would buy the Charger. Plus, I am not a big Ford fan. If she even listened one IOTA instead of talking about woe is me, we are hurting for money because my dh put all the money away for this or that. Then don't go on a $10,000 vacation! Don't buy jet skis and dirt bikes. Don't over indulge your son. Dang, he doesn't even play with half of the toys he has. When you have to turn your diningroom into a playroom because of toy overflow, that should be a hint. Yes, I get that he has no siblings to play with yet( the baby is too small yet) but she would have to do this anyway. Look, don't get me wrong.......I get her, this is how she is and I still love her for it. These things bother me but then I get past them because I have plenty of faults to rant about. The one thing that killed me was the lies. The lies about this dude she has been in contact with for the past month and not a word. We are supposed to be really good friends, I thought best buds. I bet Stephanie knows, her other buddy. The one her dh referred to as trailer park trash so to speak. She can put her mask on or take it off.........I can't get past it. If it isn't bipolar, it is depression. Truth in the end: it was a guy. She will never be happy. If She runs off with the guy in the sunset, it will be something else that makes her unhappy. Just like her father. You have to learn to be happy. Learn to get past the what ifs. Learn to live with what happened and can never be. If not, you will go through life unhappy and miserable. In the end, you have God and your family. That is why I will forgive.........but I will never forget. How does that saying go Hurt me once, shame on you, hurt me again, shame on me. Well, this is #2.

I feel much better now that I have that off of my chest. It has really been eating at me. All the two faced bull crap. Getting the,"so you think I am bipolar,"or"It isn't the weightloss pills THIS TIME." thing thrown in my face about a thousand times crap got old. Recalling the past month and comments that have been made or recanted have been stuck in my brain. Sorry. Plus, my weightloss blogger has been down so I can't talk to my buddies on there. I am so going walking tomorrow! I haven't gone yet this week with all the hoopla of denists and car appointments. Boy, I need the stress buster now!! Gotta go make dinner! Oh, and kudos to my baby sister who had her gall bladder removed on Monday and is home on Percocette. Rock on Goolosh! Love ya!