Ticks Me Off Tuesday- Attack of the MIL take 100

Weatherman doesn't do anything by the calender unless it's his.  I on the other hand have even when the dog needs to go to the groomer.  Heck, I have a ringer to pick up LD from school.  I. Rarely. Overlook. Things.

 Weatherman on the other hand...Take for instance last week and the movie LD had been talking about seeing for weeks.  The day before Weatherman tells us there is a meeting at work, can't go.  Sure enough, there is, he didn't put it on the calender like he was supposed to.  Oppsie!  We will forgive the one time mess up.   Then this week we had a guy date to go see How to Train Your Dragon with LD and his hommie. 

 Weatherman and his parents decided that is the day they are coming to visit.  Now mind you they are retired and could come frickin anytime to punish me visit.  But with out consulting me decided THAT day.  Again Weatherman didn't tell me till I asked him today.  I had to ask him!  LD waits till he's good and pissy late in the day, and puts 2 and 2 together that he once again is going to miss the movie because of his fathers inability to plan.  Is he here to face the child's wrath?  Hell no.  Is he going to cancel the play date?  Hell no.  I will have to and explain the conflict in timing in a nice and diplomatic way.  Cuz I'm all diplomatic and crap.

 Weatherman had the audacity to call me from his work after I gave him the heads up on what I was dealing with and said, "Well does he realize MY parents are coming?"  Yes, he realizes YOUR damned mother parents are coming:  

 He didn't care, as he was looking forward to this movie with hommie for over a month!  He is getting to the age he cares more about his friends, because he has them.  He also realizes you didn't even take him into consideration when you decided on the day.  You were out there when I asked hommies Dad about Tuesday.  Thanks a lot weatherman! 

 I type this while my son is acting like its the end of the flipping world.  I hope he takes it out on them Tuesday.  I know, I'll go to hell for that remark, but come on! The MIL has a knack for creating some kind of drama around LD's birthday.

 I'll be sure to start putting in the calender when I have to go to the head, if you can just look, eh, glance at the family calender before planning shat yourself that will affect the family.  Deal?  And for the record I am booked up for the next year on famamily visits from any members of the familyYOUR side.  Thanks.

VICTORY

I was about to bust out the ol' pom pons while the weatherman was on the phone with the MIL.  As most convros usual revolve around my lack of parentla ability or how my lack of parenting abilities cause such shat as global warming etc...So the subject of my idea of little dude going into Tae Kwon Do  and his reluctance to do any form of self defence.  I pretty much as usual broke him down to doing it.  I am really good at bothering till I get me way He totally came around to my way of thinking and reluctantly happily brought Logan to Tea Kwon Do with me.  Anyways, back to the phone convro.  Weatherman told my MIL it was my idea and it went all down hill from there.  Convro went to time spent with little dude vs just dropping a kid off somewhere.  MIL brought up the couple times we had tried to go somewhere without little dude and leave him with them.  She tried to say we did that.  Weatherman went from calm to pissed off in a blink of an eye.  Said event she talked about went down a little something like this:  It was before Christmas '05 we were going to run out and get a new conforter for our bed.  MIL told is that little dude should stay with them since we wouldn't be gone long.  We no sooner got 1/4 a mile away and she called screaming at us over the phone that little dude was crying and she was just freaking out.  We turned around and got back.  She started yelling at us as we walked into the door.  Pretty much telling us that we were abandoning our child.  WHAT didn't she just say...?   That little stunt gave her a once way trip to not seeing your grandkid prison for months.  And cemented her place in mother-in-laws-from-hell

Weatherman reminded her of the fact she couldn't handle little dude crying, ever.  Wow.  What did you do with my husband and can you stay instead of the Mama's Boy?  I had to exit the room as I was really wanting to yell "in your face bio-tch to her!"  A small immature, victory, but V-I-C-T-O-R-Y either way baby!  You have been called MIL hahahahahaha!  I hope the trend continues!

Setting her up for failure

It is awful to admit but after trying and trying to get along with my MIL, I have honestly had it. They ask what to get him for his birthday, I tell them to go to the Toysrus registry just like everyone else. She specifically asked if I put any Batman Imaginext toys on there. I told her no. Last time we were in Omaha she decided that theme was soley for "her house." Fine, WHF ever! So I purposly put only toys we don't have at "her house." Jerry and Mary sent him a gift card to toysrus, and told him to pick something out and have it sent in time for his birthday. Logan picked 5 toys, all Imaginext. Rochelle asked how many toys he got from them. Not thinking anything of it, I told her. Also whole on the phone with her, she assures me that she has fun bringing Logan shopping and they will buy him crap for their house when we go there. Fine, WTF ever! She calls the other night saying they bought him over 200 bucks worth of stuff most from but not all encompassing the list. So I asked what she got she told me and said he could either have this castle or a this boat for here, the other stays at "her house." Oh HELL no! You are not taking the list of things he hand picked, and wanted and telling me he cannot have them all here. I will buy him whatever the hell I want, when I want, and where I want. That boat came up in the conversation, my mother wanted to get it for him. She bought it, claiming now since she decided it would stay at "her house" and that being said, he cannot have it here also. No one dictated to me what I can and cannot get to entertain my child. I put the toys she bought for "her house" back up on the list, mature I know, but she was doing it to be a bitch. Sure my family treats me like I am not overly important, but it is not for her to out do them on everything they get for Logan. It's not a damn contest.

Corey is perfectly ok with everything his mother is doing. Once again making me even more mad. She's just trying to be nice he says. Hardly. She is making it a pissing contest plain and simple. If she thinks just because they are coming this weekend I will cave and give him his gifts while she is here, she is insane! Now instead of getting him a small cake here, she wants to get him one herself at Hy-Vee in Omaha. Yep and travel 3.5 hours out here with it. I can guarantee she will pick up a whipped topping cake. Logan won't eat that, I have been through her with this, she doesn't get it. So, I hope she gets royally pissed off at the fact he won't eat it. Setting her up to fail, you bet. Sooner or later this women will have to realize Logan is MY son, not her own. I carried him, I was in labor for 5 days with him, I almost died bringing him in to this world, he is MY son and not hers, nor will he EVER be. I know him better than anyone, she needs to learn there are limits. Hell even my own mother who pushes decentcy limits with my nephew stands aside when it comes to Logan. Getting a compliment from her is no small feat either!

This coming visit is giving my spidey sences a workout for sure. I am seeing this worse than last summers blowup. Guess I will suck it up and try to play nice, but I will not relent in what I think it is right for my son. Even if that means going against my husband...again. Sigh.

I couldn't help but laugh this morning

Groggy as all get out, I hear Logan and Corey bickering this morning. I couldn't help but laugh, why? Because it wasn't me on the end of either side of the argument! Whoo hoo! I was giggling laying in bed and grateful for the time being it wasn't me! Saucy little thing I have whelped, and honestly I can't imagine where on earth he gets it from...

I think I would rather have a head-strong leader who talks back on occasion to us rather than a wishy-washy little follower.

So Corey left to Kearney to get the new spray in liner for the truck. He called and I was telling Logan was still feisty. He talked to Lo it went something like this:

C: So I hear you are still being a little mouthy this morning.
L: (Looking totally indignant) I have no idea what you are talking about.
C: Mom says you are being saucy to her too.
L: (with a straight face) She's lying.
C: Some how I doubt that.
L: Hey Dad I think I am going to give you back to Mom now, Love you. (translation=don't like what I am hearing out of your mouth, so I am ghost).

Have to pack for Omaha. It's either Zoo or Boingz tomorrow morning weather permitting. Have cell charged up, and need to get camera done. Should wash some clothes and pack. Got kitchen cleaned, and lowest floor. Should pack. I need to get in a workout, and get Sully some heatworm meds. Should pack. Waiting to see why I have not got a letter from the YMCA about DAy Camp next week. Should pack. Stalling by blogging....

Hanging my head, I will go pack, why is is such a pain? Cause I have to pack Sully, Logan and my own stuff, AND chaeck to see what Corey forgot to back this time.

Excited over nothing????

Well I debated on posting this at all, but yesterday Corey got an email from one of his old bosses basically saying, don't forget to put out for the LaCrosse jobs that are coming out within the next year. Now, I neglected to tell you all Corey didn't put out for the one that came out a couple months back. This would be a lateral, and competitive as hell. LaX is a crown in the states due to its beauty. The fact there is the turn over they are is due to promotions and possible retirement. Will he put out when they come? God I hope so, I would LOVE to go home. My friends are there, it is home. I can see family only when I want too, but I do miss many of them. My grandmothers are getting older, Logan hardly knows my side. I haven't seen most my friends since '98, everytime we go its for about 48 housr and wall to wall "family time." I want Logan to know, hiking, camping, fishing, all the things I had growing up. I want him to be able to see the beauty and serientiy of going up north in Iron River. I want the beauty to put a mark on him as it did to me. I miss the forests like crazy, corn feilds, and the smell of cow shit are just not cutting it for me. Let him get to know the Tabbert's and Zeiment's, I will still keep him at arms length from Mom's side though. He doesn't need to be put in with that train wreak.

I stated before, this would be a lateral for Corey. The only place he was willing to Lat before was Reno, 'cause Ang is there already. He would be in rotating shifts still, but somewhere where there is recreation year round. It is more noticed then Hastings that is like the red-headed step child. Cool people in the office, just no real attention paid to it.

We would go to either Holmen, whenre I started school, or West Salem, I think. Sparta is not out of the question either. I don't think we would go right into LaX. Don't want my kid ending up at Central. <----Yea I said it!!! Logan @ Logan I think would just be to weird. Holemen when I was there was more than happy to assist the accelerated kids, so that would be my first choice. They took darn good care of me!

I am likely getting a head of myself, getting too excited over what could turn out to be nothing at all. Within the next year, I have hope. A lot of things would have to happen, I hope it does.
We could get our cabin with bluffs, and I could still stay in classes @ CCC!

Some of my best writing happens in LaX so I bet my stories would flow. The area is just awesome! Octoberfest, need I say more?

Sore subject

Is is just me, but after doing an hour of yoga, I feel nothing? After a while my legs feel like columns that don't want to move. Sleep on it and stiffness continues after you wake up from hard sleeps. This should have been a BIG read flag this morning to take it easy. Me and my sickeningly high IQ decided to ignore the tightness in my trunk, legs, and back and jog and brisk walk for more then 2.5 miles. Now my arse hurts too, dang! My post workout tan was nice, and the steamer was even btter. Tanning for me is not as frequent as it once was, but it really is like prozak in a bed. I am so much more clam, and can almost handle what happened next.

At least Logan started back in school today. Whoo hoo! He got in a bit of trouble for yelling, "That is a damn fine specimen of a frog you got there---." I should be mortified, but he could have said worse. Can't say I have ever uttered the words "damn" & "fine" together, but I am sure when the in-laws find out it will be my fault. In private my FIL will tell me "I handled the fact he said it damn fine considering." But the other kid DID have a nice looking frog cut out. He quickly repented when the aide heard him. Well the whole class heard him truth be told, as he was so loud. The volume I will say is my fault for sure, but if he said something I would say it would have been far worse.

More later...maybe!

Honestly, do I stand a chance at all?

As most of you dear reader know, I am in inept mother who surprisingly hasn't killed her offspring by not insisting he wear socks in the warm weather...and GASP go barefoot when he feels the urge. Really according to my mother in law all my short falling are with him. Corey for some stupid reason feels it necessary to call them and tell them everything that happens to Logan. He had to get his tonsils out because I didn't have him in socks this spring when it was like almost 80 degrees, not because he was born with ginormous ones to start with...Now the Whooping cough you guessed it, has everything to do with the fact he doesn't wear socks to bed! Come the hell on! Anytime he ever coughs she frets that it is the croup, then goes into the long over told story about Corey and his croup and her attachment to his bedside when he was an infant. NEWSFLASH, I was hospitalized for weeks, with it as a baby too, but that is besides the point. Croup effects infants and toddlers and you are about out of the risk by the time you are three or when your vocab, is higher showing an increase in the size of the voice box. Logan was never at risk, never got the croup, alas I am still a shitty mother. All three times can b linked to the YMCA, umm he spends a lot of time there, and there are kids everywhere. Ypou want me to put my social butterfly in a bubble for you? Note to Monster-in-law lay the hell off, I have about had it with you. You are NOT and will never be his mother, you f*d up your kids, back off mine. I will go toe to toe with you about him if you keep taking the cheap swipes, I will win, you will lose.