Betrayed

I've had a friend for going on 4 years now. I met her when I started doing childcare for her adoptive son. I pretty much adopted him myself. When she has a daughter almost two years later she started a daycare and I passed on my clients to her and went back to work since my youngest was in school full time at this point. I have always been there for her through everything. She could call me on a moment's notice to pick her son up or watch her daycare kids and I was there. When things were going wrong for her I was always on her side.
About 2 months ago my friend changed. She'd been on a lot of anti-depressants and anti-anxiety meds to deal with some serious issues in her life. All of a sudden she was texting an old boyfriends and exchanging risque photos with him. She and I and her mother took a trip to Colorado. Her behavior upset her mom and left me at a loss. During the trip a friend of my family called me and I let him talk to her. She divulged information about herself and her body to this 60+ year old man that would make your head spin. When he and I talked later I told him that this was not like my friend who is a Sunday school teacher and foster parent. He told me something was really wrong with her if she would open up like that to a total stranger. I told him I was worried about her and the possiblility that her meds were having an effect on her or possibly she was bipolar. I discussed with him that i didn't know what to do to help her and that I was concerned. He turned around and called her and took everything I said and put a negative spin on it making it sound like I was complaining and judging her harshly. I don't know what is worse, the 'friend' who took what I said out of context or the 'friend' who should have known me well enough to know that there was something wrong with what the other friend was saying. Long story short, I'm short two friends BUT if this is the kind of friends they were, maybe I never had these two friends to start with. Now, how do I get my cell phones back I let her use?

Aaaaaaaaaargh

OK let's rant. Remember my complaints about Idiot, my hubby's GOOD BUDDY? He has this daughter (3 or 4 years old I believe) and she is a NIGHTMARE! They've had her tested for autism, all sorts of things and can't find a scientific reason for her attitude problems. I have my suspicions but that's another subject all together. Yesterday we got an invitation to a party on Saturday. TWO days before the party. Our kids are almost 7, 9 1/2 and 18. The 7 year old had a party with a classmate on Saturday from 5-7. The 9 1/2 year old has basketball practice. Hubby works until 12 and gets home around 1 pm and the 18 year old works on Saturdays and my best friend is having a birthday party for herself that evening. The party is at 3 pm about 1/2-1 hour away. The invitation was laying on the table and I didn't mention it. Seemed a mute point. Not only that but my hubby usually shows no interest in the birthday parties of small children. A week ago when I returned home from a business trip my son's friend's mom asked if he was going to be coming that night to a party. She had sent a note home for me to call. I got all his stuff together at the last minute so he would go. Then I asked the hubby about the party and he said 'Oh ya you were supposed to call Sandy'. Anyway, he calls me today wanting to know if he got an invitation to a party (actually it was to the family) and I said "yes it's on the table with the mail (which he almost without fail thumbs through every evening) but we already had plans so I saw no need to point it out." And NOW he's all irate at me because I didn't mention to him the party of a 3-4 year old that we really couldn't even go to even though I left it with the rest of the mail AND he accuses me of the reason for my not telling him is that it is Idiot's daughter. If I had wanted to hide it I would have burned it, not that that idea didn't ever enter my mind, there was a nice toasty fire in the stove yesterday. He shows no interest in any other kids' parties including the ones of kids I practically raised in my daycare and he sees as very special. Don't get me wrong I would have avoided the subject anyway but I already had plenty going on Saturday and it was a mute point now wasn't it?

One of those days

You ever have one of those days? Of course you have. If you are human you HAVE HAD one of those days.
The six year old had a bad day at school. Feels the teacher was unfair to him and he's probably right. His heart is in the right place and he's a good student. I imagine he was singled out and I plan to do something about it.
I have a job interview tomorrow and I'm not sure how prepared I am but I'm gonna give it my all.
The boys have done a lot of fighting this afternoon, egged on by the 18 year old wouldn't you know. I really want to ring his neck some days.
Then the hubby stayed after work with the guys so dinner was held up until 7:45 tonight on a school night.
I think it's time to go to bed and try again tomorrow. What do you think?

Kansas....Need I say more?

My favorite gripe is Kansas. I'm a native Washingtonian. I grew up in the foothills of the Cascades just outside of Mt. Rainier National Park, Just miles from Gifford Pinchot National Forest, and an hour from White Pass Ski Resort. We had two huge lakes within 10 miles of home and the ocean was a two hour drive.

My husband, on the other hand, grew up in the worst part of Kansas, not that I've found a good part but this part is the worst I've seen. There is nothing. It is flat. It is brown and the wind blows 90 to nothing 24-7. Wichita is 140 miles away. Kansas City is 500. Denver is 500. We live in tornado alley, just a little over 1/2 hour from Greensburg, the town that was taken off the map by a 2 mile wide tornado this past year. Yes, Kansas, a lovely place. The cold here is bitter and dry. The wind usually whips up a wind chill in the negative double digits. The snow will fall in drifts, sometimes 4-8 feet high. Ice storms are interesting. The heat is humid. You can't breath. With the wind and the heat combined it's like opening a fully heated oven door. You do not live in Kansas without air conditioning. It is a necessity. The nearest decent body of water might be in Missouri. The nearest ocean would be the gulf. The nearest ski resort, Colorado.
The wages are about half what you get paid in other states. The expenses are worse. We pay for public school. Not just for us but for more illegal aliens than I care to think about. We pay state income tax and sales tax, even on food. I paid over $400 for the tags this year on my car and these idiots pay the tags on all their vehicles in the same month based on last name. Recreation requires travel from here so even recreation is more expensive. They have property taxes due at Christmas time. Are they morons or masochists?
I am forever a Washingtonian. To say I was a Kansan would be admitting I'm defeated. I'm not. I'm a proud Washingtonian, a displaced Washingtonian but a proud one. Doomed to Kansas for the time being but I have a plan and hope to be returning to God's country once again.

Idiot

Does your spouse have that one friend you can't STAND? The childish little ass you wouldn't piss on if they were on fire? Well, in my life, that would be Chad. My husband has this friend that he calls 'idiot', I'm not kidding. My kids aren't allowed to call him that to his face so when he comes around my kids will come up to us as whisper 'what's idiots real name?' before they address him. On his cell phone when idiot calls it says 'Idiot'. You'd think he wouldn't be so devoted to a moron like this but he is. Idiot is married to a vile creature. I tried to be nice for my hubby's sake but she was an ass to me so I stopped trying and NOW he gets mad at me because I will no longer make the first attempt at civility, but it's just self hate to keep letting someone treat you like that. Especially someone you have nothing in common with and really don't care for. Would you care for a slut that hung all over your husband at get-togethers and all your hubby had to say about it is "you are over-reacting we're just friends". It's a little hard to be friends with someone who shows you no respect and whom you cannot respect at all. Idiot works for his wife's dad running the farm and they have practically everything handed to them on a silver platter. Their house, vehicles, both of their pay, utilities and all. THEN this jerk has the audacity to think he's too cool because he can have all the toys. Well, duh, when the in-laws take care of you.

Their kids, can you say nightmare? Now, add to the fact that they are younger than us and immature as hell. Why would my husband, who is normally a very mature, hard working guy, want to waste his time on a waste of space like Idiot? He never comes to see my husband, my husband always drives the 20 miles to his house. He always NEEDS something from my husband but never does anything in return. Half the time my husband complains about him or avoids his phone calls only to jump when he needs something. He actually has said 'Idiot is my best friend" and I ask, what does that say of my hubby that IDIOT is his best friend?
Now don't get me wrong, most of my hubby's friends I love and count as friends myself. I actually enjoy hanging out with them more than most women but this particular scourge is just beyond my tolerance.

Better Out Than In I Say

This blog's purpose is to vent in order to keep from doing internal damage. I must bitch or I will explode is a common phrase and not so far off the mark. Better to do it here than at work or to your spouse or kids. This is healthy. This causes far fewer problems then telling your boss (or spouse for that matter) just exactly what you think of them. Come along for the ride. Hell join me. Let's vent. Kids driving you nuts? Spouse a total pain in your backside? Boss being a total tyrant? The person on the freeway beside you cut you off? Illegal alien in the grocery store using food stamps? Hillary on TV promoting her socialistic ideals? Better out than in I say (to quote Shrek).