I will now describe my youngest daughter's truth.

It is a bright blue trailer, nestled among two lanes of screeching traffic. The bums outside harmonize with the night sounds of badly tuned up cars, and the police sirens sing her to sleep.She makes so many friends because of all the nice people who crash their vehicles in her yard, and all the tow truck men know her by name.
Her yard is populated by lush goatheads and boyfriend, Don spends his time hollering at the weed wacker. The white floors of the trailer are charmingly dirty, no matter how many times she sweeps the floor, and the beautiful windows.....well....won't open. Hahaha!
Don got some carpet from the bar he works at and so when she gets more black lights her house it will look like a dance party! she already has a disco ball. And she has the most beautiful furniture! a reniassance bed, and her couch looks like one of those antique couches, it's all green.....they are good decorators! Her cat, Tarod Lord of Chaos, is around, but his brother Death Scooter ran away (or maybe roomates stole him because he disapeared under suspicious circumstances)Her job sucks,as the telemarketer from hell, but the people she works with are cool, and it's a pretty easy environment. Don has a job now, and two paper routes, so they should be able to pay off bills really soon, and then maybe go back to college!

I noticed that Jim was scanning ads on Yahoo Profiles Tuesday. Shopping for a new woman I supose.
I thought he should have a more truthful ad. I fixed it for him. Rather doubt he will appreciate my work.
I can't help but wonder what his game is? Do you think he is looking for another woman and going to keep me on till he can snag another one? I am left thinking that must be the plan.
I am going to listen to his argument tonight, He doesn't know that I know about the want ads.
ANYWAY. when he is done I have a news flash for him. We have three choices. (1)I get stuff together and I go back to Brookings.(2) He immediatly compromises his attitude about Daine and quits woman hunting. (3) I live here, but move into Daines room for a temporary fix till I can get out more suitably.
(4) He dies in a horrible well drilling accident....OH I Said three didn't I? Just Kidding ; ))

Magic is thinking of you, :)
I didn't sleep well last night either?

What is really going on
As for HIM... I will not compromise. HE better ease up, the boy is five
years old, and doesn't have a mean bone in his body.
Daine does as he is told and is eager to please.
His crime?
He ran through the house to the bathroom.
His punishment?
No TV or Computer.... I told Bone head the punishment should fit the crime
and should be instant, NOT this wait 24 hours to exact justice crap.
He told me I had a big mouth.(actually a Goddammed big mouth)
I told him he needs parenting classes.
I visualized packing all my shit last night, over and over, needless to say
I didnt sleep very well.

I am so OUT OF HERE

I am going to miss you, well a little. You don't know children, though you think your a fucking expert on everything that is. What a pain to have to move again. I got a place to go, and I can line up a storage place. I can do this. I vowed early in my life, my children will never be treated like shit. I was given a gift and I am going to honor that. Anyone who doesn't understand can step aside. ANGRY? Yeah, I am angry, you don't even know the half of it.