Hubby is Irish thru and thru, but you probably already knew that! Are all Irishmen thick headed and come with a Bad Temper? Ya I know...they do have some good qualities too. THANK GOODNESS FOR THAT! I shit you not!
Last night hubby called out to me right around 9p.m. to tell me 20/20 was coming on, so I stopped what I was doing and threw my pj's on and joined him. Can't count how many times he talked ....mostly Rat Trap and FINALLY I reminded him in a ( let him know that I couldn't hear the show )exasperated tone... and I get from him, Oh shut the fuck up in a nasty tone...from him. . The " new me" replied, stop telling me to shut up like that. I'm a person. You are... he says??? YES, I am! You have talked to me like that too long and I don't deserve it. He made feeble noises that he hasn't always done this to me. I say "feeble " because I wasn't buying it. And NO, just because I am Polish, I understand things quite well and don't need to be screamed and sworn at to make me understand HIS POINT OF VIEW, like he would always tell me when I would ask him why he talked to me that way.
Last night Tracie came to the door and stepped inside when she was told to come in. Heard her say hesitantly to the kids in the parlor, "I'm here to see Pat."
She tells me I said I might want to go out tonight, so she stopped by to check. I don't remember it, but may have.
WTF! Why Not! Heated up the corn beef and made hubby the sandwich he wanted. ( I'll enjoy all those NICE veggies later today ) and kissed hubby goodbye. He asked me why I was leaving. I didn't even hesitate to remind him that I had company he didn't want here, so I Had NO CHOICE and turned on my heels ...and left.
It was pouring ot. Opened the passenger door and goody, goody, no empty Sprite bottles to manuever. Hurriedly went to sit...Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr A box containing something she ordered by mail, other mail, a hairbrush, her cell phone, her cell phone case, her wallet, a note pad, and other various items had to be stored away somewhere FIRST. I stood in the rain as she made arrangements for them, sighhhhhhhhhhhh
I had one return to Burlington Coat Factory that I had retrieved from my car trunk prior to getting soaked.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry's were plentiful. Once we got to BCF she thought she had a return too. Dig, dig, dig...and comes up EMPTY. Already she has her back seat where no one can sit back there. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Asked her why she didn't put her returns in the car trunk to hear,IT's FULL. Full, I exclaimed! What of???? Stuff I had in my other car.... shaking my head here. Tha means she has no clue. Just packed stuff from her back seat until the trunk could hold NO MORE. Our next stop was to KMart. She had a return and wanted to check if they had any more Chic jeans in her size. No problem. I'll walk , I told her. I hear from her....Really??? Yep really. It's in the same shopping center. Probably the length of five good size stores and attached to where we had just been. It had stopped raining by then. I step inside and wait and wait and wait. WTF could be wrong. I know she likes to find a right up front parking spot where ever we go, BUT! I'm talking like a good ten minutes here. Did she think I said I was going to walk home...???? sighhhhhhhhhhhhh Finally she comes through the door. EMPTY HANDED. Could not locate her return. Thought she put it in the car. Tracie,Tracie,Tracie, I'm thinking to myself. sighhh
She searched for the Chic jeans. They were not where she saw them in past weeks. Of course like we all would do she searched the entire department. I'm guilty of that myself. Called a clerk to help her. They both came up empty. NEXT..... She wanted to eat that 7oz steak that I had at Applebees that was that was delishous and she would be able to eat it with no teeth in her mouth. Well she didn't have to twist my arm to go there. It's in another town which would be a quick drive if you used main roads and the highway. Her gas....her car... fire away. Truth be told... if I was doing the driving.... this entire night would have been over in less than two hours instead of three and a half.. BUT time..I do have. SOMEDAYS.
They had a dish with shrimp, veggies and white rice that was a W.W. 8 Point meal. Jalepeno and lime and ? for seasonings. Leave the HOT out for moi, which they did and it was delish.
Her steak was done more than Medium and wasn't quite as tender as mine was the other day. :0(
NEXT... She needed to stop in WalMart. Have an exchange. No prob, I say. I'll sit in the car.Off we head a mile or less away on the same road. I sit, I sit and she opens the door and I breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't go poking through the store as I had hubby's meds to give him soon. She forgot her wallet. I opened the glove compartment and handed it to her. ( THIS has happened more times than I can count. sighhhhhhh It's just...Tracie. FINALLY we are on the road again. I thought to home. Inquired where we were headed now and heard, to a store to buy lottery tickets. The cash prize is way up there. Dumb me inquired as to why she didn't just go to the variety store just a half mile from my house.... to hear that she doesn't like the clerk. Told her the gas CEO's must love her. Money to burn for gas.
To be fair...I'll try to be fair...this is how she spends her entire days and she fills them up in any way that she can....so I'm assuming. sigh! My idea of NOTHING, but I'll go along for the ride. It's not like I have a busy social life. Same as her. sighhhhhhhhhhhh
OMG! Jill is filling my head with the latest Whine Bucket crappola.
He had arrived here after working a side job just before I left with Tracie and looked antsy as he waited for Jill to wrap up what she was doing.
He ended up having a melt down.when he found out she was working today for a lousy $80 and he wanted her to cook a boiled dinner fo him and his daughter Alex today. He went round and round throwing it in her face how she is never any help to him. She could be helping him with his bills by watching Alex so that he could have worked all the 3 years or so they have been together when he had her for his visitation. He had to pay his aunt, his sister, the baby's maternal grandmother to watch Alex when she was a baby AND she choses to watch Gavin for her son Ryan FOR NOTHING. Yadda, yadda, yadda.
When he left...he was done with her. She tried to give him his ring back and he wouldn't take it. Later last night she tried to give it away to someone. You should have heard me scream through the bathroom door. DON"T YOU EVER GIVE THAT RING AWAY! YOU are responsible for the cost of that ring if he takes you to court and no efffin way am I helping you out there.This is a solid platinum diamond engagement ring.
I resent other things as it is. Things I did not buy into such as Gil moving back after eight years and having to support him. Your ex and his wife off in Cancun and them not paying child support regularly. Yet they have money for vacations. Told her to mark my words that none of her sons will get a Free Ride if it ever comes to them having to pay child support. She heard MY EVERY WORD, PLUS MORE!
Told her she better pray I live long enough for Logan to be grown as she has not helped our situation any by not making the father ( gag me ) repsonsible for some of his care. If the W.B. thinks he has a BITCH to gripe about. .... he HAS NOTHING ON ME! I shit you not!
FUCK...she must have really tied one on last night. Heard her come in at eleven....and it did sound like something or someone fell. Called out and Gil told me she was fine. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm????
After hearing she tried to give the ring away...I DOUBT THAT! Logan had his friend Charles here and I thought he was spending the night as they were still going strong in Logan's bedroom at ten. Heard his dad picked him up....time ???? The W.B. didn't show his face this morning. We could only be so lucky as to not see his face again. Jill is off to work. Apparently Gil isn't needed which isn't sitting too well with Jill. Can't blame her there. Plenty of work for my SIL's family today. That's the way it goes....doesn't it!
THAT and everyone does the work of TWO or THREE People.
For my friend Trish
When I saw THIS...I thought of you Natalie
Jude....all the way YOU!
(((hugs)))
That's All Folks









Daf,
ReplyDeleteI know you are gonna miss all that wonderful stuff that goes on at YOUR house when you are cruising....NOT! Where will Tracie hang out while you are gone? Probably be sitting on the steps until you get back. You have the patience of an angel, my friend.
Will be singing Happy Birthday to you on the 21st! Have a wonderful time, no one deserves it more than you.
(((((hugs)))) Pea (aka Jude) LOL
WB will be back, you can bet on it. Those two act like a couple of teenagers. I don't think you will ever be rid of him. I only wish Jill would stop her drinking. Coming home all tanked up is not a good role model for Gil. You know how it is. "Mommy or daddy does it so it must be okay".
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for thinking about me and the ocean. This year I will get there, cane and all. I'm twenty minutes away. No excuses.
We've both birthdays on the horizon. Hard to believe a whole year has passed. Goodness gracious, where has it gone?
Mary
LOVE the "Breaking News" one. And thank you for mine, where did you get that? I'd love to find a bigger one for my blog.
ReplyDeleteYou and I are going through so much similar stuff right now, it's weird, and yet comforting to me that at least one person understands what I'm dealing with.
Yay you for standing up to him and for speaking your mind to Jill.
Not long now till your big trip!!
can't wait to hear about your trip..you so deserve it
ReplyDeleteI love this new Pat! You go girl, have fun on that trip of yours. Love the Pinterest one about the pity train I had to keep that one for a few I know of. You crack me up, have a great day! Pearl
ReplyDeleteI love that you're standing up for yourself! And I can't believe you braved the rain. After being out in it all day I was snuggled in my jammies last night. :)
ReplyDeleteOH. And I totally stole the breaking news pic for Facebook. :)
you've been listening haven't you?
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