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some good some bad and pink is the colour of the day Last night Amy, Jamie and Tink came over again. They were very upset. His Mother is starting her shit again. I am of the opinion that this woman needs not just serious pyschological help but at least a few years in an institution for the criminally insane. She started on a kick that she was taking the baby, whom she has only seen twice, away from them. She was going to get custody and they would never see her again. Which is nuts, no judge in their right or wrong mind would grant that. Then she called me a series of names, to upset them, only it made me laugh. I told them I would rather she was calling me names and bitching about me, then doing it about someone else. Why? Cus it might bother someone else, and quite frankly I find it amusing that I can bother her so much by not even doing anything. It makes me laugh to think of her all red and screaming, her blood pressure through the roof , while she is having some sort of unwarrented hissy fit. I don't know why I think that is funny but I do. Then she moved on to now she doesnt want the baby but instead hopes it dies because it is tainted as it has my daughters blood in its veins. (insert much eye rolling here) Well that just made Amy and Jamie neigh on to hysteria that she was wishing death on their baby. Well, let me say it again, the woman is mentally ill, obvisiously. Well this made Jamie incredibly clingly. ooog. Amy kept trying to make me feel better as he was hanging all over me, saying he just needs a Mothers touch right now. I am not real affectionate by nature. Least not towards other adults. He is grown for mercys sake. Great, Amy just called to say that Mildred has left a voice mail saying that Amy had best get out of the house after Jamie leaves for work (hes already gone to work) because something bad might happen to her, that someone might be coming over and will hurt the baby and her. What fucking bullshit. I just advised my daughter to stop playing games with this woman, and call the sheriff. Tell them that she realizes these people can make threats which in itself is retarded, but that she wants it on record in case anything were to happen to them. Then after she does that I will go get her and Tink and bring them over here til Jamie gets off work. Hmpf. School went exceptionally well today. I spoke to my dept head, Steve S. about the whole weds class situation. He told me that he popped a gasket when he heard and that I need to go speak with the academic dean who was going to get it worked out. So I dragged Keil with me, who really wasn't needed but nice to have. The dean was VERY nice to me. I have heard all these reports about what an asshole this guy is, but as far as I am concerned he couldn't have been any nicer to me if he wanted too. I was very impressed with him. And he is straightening the whole out, amid many apologies as well. He said straight off how sorry he was for this 'misunderstanding' and how badly he felt that in my crisis time the school ended up being more pressure etc. He personally apologized for any inconvience it has caused me. And I didn't even have to get grumpy or bitchy, all I did was knock on his door, and introduce myself. Which is good, cause I didn't want to have to be a bitch. Heathers teacher called me today. She wanted permission to start moving her into some advanced classes. She is maintaining her 4.0 gpa and the teacher thinks she is ready for more of a challenge. The teacher said that Heather asked her several questions this morning during the Earth Science class that she could not answer. I found that amusing. Heather was determined to find the answers to questions that cannot be answered though. The teacher says that Heather thinks very deeply and is one of the brightest students shes ever had. That no kid has ever asked those kind of questions in her class before. I said it was fine to move her up. It's not that I don't care, but rather, if Heather is doing so well then let her be. But perhaps she is getting mature enough to deal better in advanced classes. Crystal asked me today if on Mondays and Thursdays I would go running around this 3.75 mile lake with her before class. I said yeah sure.. if it doesn't kill me. weeeeeeeeeee! Oh yeah Cindy gave me a stress ball today. One of those things that you squeeze and well hurts your hands, least it does mine but it is supposed to help relieve stress. At this point I dont think a truck load of Xanax could relieve my stress but it was very nice of Cindy to think of me. I had my nails painted bright shiney sparkling pink today. Yayyy. I love pink. I looked for a mauve colour but didnt see anything past this pink! It is sooo pretty. |