dinnertime convo with the kids episode 1

This was filmed yesterday after we made enchilada casserole...just us being us this is the stuff my kids and I talk about at the dinnertable...just randomness hope you laugh....stay tuned  for more dinner theatre!



"I am sooo not like you!" YOU WANNA BET!

Some things are expected in life, some are planned for, and yet others come out of the blue. Some things you see coming and some things in life blindside you and leave you feeling numb. It seems as if today was all of those things for me and as much as I feel sad about things that happened today I also know they happen for a reason. Oldest lovelie decided to tell me she was moving back with her Aunt and that I was by her account a terrible mother, who depended on her too much. Who was never there for her when she needed me, who had essentially failed her. She is right about some of that. It is funny though how we see things when we are 19. Today being her birthday, she gave me heck 19 years ago in the delivery room and ever since then we have had a love-hate relationship. Don't get me wrong I love my daughter, I just don't like her very much right now. Perhaps because she is like me in alot of ways and not like me in a lot of ways.

So here I am after our argument forced to look at myself again, like I was last year at this time, because she moved out then too. Then she came back and caused a lot of changes to happen in my otherwise running smoothly household. So here we are and I have to say that though I will miss my grandson I will not miss the drama that has happened in the house the last 6 months. This is giving me the opportunity to realign my self and look at my goals, just as I have encouraged her to do. She has always demanded a lot of attention and unfortunately I don't have enough to go around. She is after all 19 and she chose her path when she decided not to listen to me at age 15. So here she is a teen mom with no diploma, no job, on welfare. I only hope that she realizes that she needs to make her life better, get her education and move forward in a positive way.

In saying this I am forcing myself to do the same thing working on ones self is a lifetime project. I've made mistakes and choices that she watched and learned from. She being the oldest took on a lot of responsibility at a much younger age than her two siblings. They are very different from her. I asked them today if I was a terrible parent, to which they said "No Mom!" I know that I am doing the best I can but I also know I can do better. So what is stopping me? The fear of failure? The unkown, taking a risk. Life is about all of those things and so in her leaving I am learning that it is time for me. I don't have any excuses anymore no little ones to  worry about, no reasons except the money reason that I should not finish my schooling but that is an excuse that can be fixed. So here we go the both of us into this new adventure awaiting us.

I believe in her and I know that she can do it, but she has to believe in herself. That goes for me too! Like Mother like daughter!

Raising teen daughters, ARGHHH I GAVE UP TONS OF SHOES AND MY TOY POODLE FOR THIS?

This is a volcano ready to blow...... I am not liking daughters choice in boyfriends. She will tell me who am I to talk, considering that her dad is who he is. The difference here is that I am 44 and have been with the same man for almost 20 years, whereas she has had a steady stream of not memorable boyfriends for the last 3 years, and that too is somehow going to be my fault. I take some responsibility for creating this little monster but most of the credit goes to my sister who put my firstborn on a pedestal and babied her as if she had come out of her own vagina. She had stable male influences in her life when her father wasn't there and the thing is when he is here, she is his little princess too. They are very much alike, good looking and funny and able to manipulate a situation to their benefit. She is also a lot like me volatile, demanding and prone to want to run the show. My whole issue is that current boyfriend is a lazy irresponsible leech. He sits in my house on my internet while I am at work and when I have come home in the afternoon to do a driveby he has been snoring in her room...must be from a hard day of doing absolutely nothing. Darn so let me tip toe through my house. When he is around she tends to be like him. It would not matter so much if she didn't live in my house, you can lay around all day as long as it is in your house.

Since she helps out with the rent she thinks that she has a say so, sorry not really.
When you are doing something productive going to school or working or making some positive changes then maybe, or maybe the day you have to wipe my ass that will happen. So I am at a point where the Volcano Woman that I am is going to blow, and let me tell you when I spew it ain't pretty, it ain't pretty at all. The last time we had a blow out she threatened to leave and take my grandson. Sorry no go amigo...

So instead of being a doormat where everyone can wipe their shit on me I am going to lay the law down and let it be known that the sheriff is in town.

Raising girls is such a battle of wills, I didn't know then that we would all be PMSing at the same time! I prayed hard for girls and now I am praying they just grow up and move out and leave me alone! Oh I am sure there will be a day when I want them all around me but that day is NOT today!

So why is it that when you try to give your kids advice they shrug and roll their eyes and only ever hear the negative things that you say or take what you say and twist it. Man I really need to apologize to mom and pop when we meet again. Because I am so feeling their pain when it comes to raising pain in the ass kids! I too knew it all I was riding the wave of having it better than my parents, in an entry level retail management job with a lot of potential, living with my parents at 24, great credit, lots of shoes and a toy poodle and no worries. Then I hit my rebellious streak and met my love and ran off with him. Oh the lust factor...  I was just a late bloomer whereas my daughter started rebelling at 15. Damn shoulda stuck to toy poodles. So maybe she will grow out of this phase where she thinks she needs to have a boy to define her. Just because someone is 18 or 19 does not make you a man..... nope you are what I call a "scrub", current boyfriend. Don't you just love that song from TLC.

The only joy that I can secretly have right now is knowing that he is not the one, because hopefully she will meet someone who is going to show her what a good man is all about, the kind of guy Carrie Underwood sings about in her latest song. Does that guy really exist? I think so and I hope my girls meet him in their lives. So in the meantime I have my say and piss her off into the arms of current boyfriend, but I look forward to the day when I see my daughter really love herself enough to know that she deserves to be treated like the little monster errr princess she is.


Just a footnote, I spewed and it was actually pretty good for me no one talked back, rather just sitting there thinking, "OH SHIT WE WERE WONDERING WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG!" ONE for team Mom ughh I mean Sheriff

WTF IS IT WITH THE BOOT AND SHORT WEARING PHENOMENON?

Oh my gawwwwwd if I see another fucking girl wearing boots with shorts that are way too short for them to wear I am going to walk up to them and tell them "YOUR MOM LET YOU LEAVE HOME LIKE THAT?" I have been seeing a steady stream of high school age chickies walking around with these ridiculously short shorts and thigh high or even midi boots what the fuck kinda look are they trying to acheive? Puss in Boots excuse the pun...... seriously. It is a streetwalker kinda chic that I am seeing in these young wanna be hipsters. Blech already....aside from it being really cold out there, is the fact that I do not want to see your ass cheeks or baby cellulite pads in my face!Shit I mean I did not know how hot I was back in the day but if I did I would not have worn this get up.
Yes thanks to beautiful women like Beyonce and Mariah Carey thick thighs and curves are the it thing. But let me say that some of you should not be wearing these super short shorts that show your bootyleg, the part of your leg that meets your asscheek. That is my name for that area of the body. Trust me I am in no way jealous with my fluffy ass, if I was fit and firm I still would not wear this look. The last time I wore shorts with boots I was three and wore my cowboy boots with everything. I think and have always thought that a sexy woman, a really sexy woman does not need to show so much skin, mystery is always much hotter. I would rather see a woman with curves in a well fitting turtleneck dress and boots, that is hot. Just the outline of the hourglass figure is sexy. Now some of these little girls are too damned skinny to be wearing these oversized swashbuckling boots they have these getaway sticks for legs and look as if they are wearing ankleweights. Trudging along like they have some lead in their feet.
I poured over fashion magazines when I was a teen well into my 20s and still get wet panties looking at a Vogue in the checkout line of  the supermarket. I dreamed of being a fashion designer and  the next big thing. So I think I know a little about acheiving a look, even though most of my wardrobe is grease splattered tees and jeans that are cut off at the hem. My kids ask my opinion and I honestly tell them when they look well, for lack of a better word "stupid". If I had the dough I would be styling on the daily......trust me. On rare occassions I do get to acheive looks.
So back to this shorts and boot wearing chic, to do it right in the winter one must first wear the right shorts and the right boots and a nice pair of tights, not nylons are more appropriate. So if you have a teen daughter who likes this look please do the once over on her and let her know if she looks cute or fucking dumb before she leaves the house. I mean you wouldn't want your beautiful teen daughter mistaken for a hooker would you?
Oh and those of you who should not be wearing this look and you know who you are, cover that shit up will you. Mothers don't want to have to hide the eyes of their young children when you pass by.