One long ass weekend for sure. First of all, I had to get into it with the ignorant ass boy again. I dunno when "go away" started to mean "keep coming back" but apparently it does.

I got Jay home for good on Saturday and it has been good except the small amount of hissy fits we have goin on in the house right now. I mean I know this is normal but it is wearing thin on my nerves. She wants everything right now and when it isn't she gets a little bit pissy. Now being her mommy and being a bit pissy myself, I completely know she is a mini me, but I dunno if any house can deal with two of me. It is hard on all of us and I am sure it is gonna take a lot of work which I am prepared for but it is also gonna take a lot of patience which I am not sure is gonna come as natural. So for right now we are working on attitudes and we are also working on writing her name so she can be a little prepared for school. The second is going way better that the first. She can't write it by herself but she can trace it repeatedly. She will have it down by the time she starts school and it will be good for me.

After all of that on Saturday, I still had to go to a bachorlette party. I tried to dress down because we were going to a bar and these people aren't the cutest people in the world. I mean they each have great parts but they have problems. So I wanted to not draw any attention to myself by anyone at this bar. (And by bar I mean lil bitty hole in the wall type place) Well sure enough within ten minutes some strange (and old) man had asked me to dance. Vik was sittin next to me so I said I can't because my girlfriend was gonna get mad. So he turns to her and asks if it is ok. Well Lukie is sittin on the other side so she says I can't my man will get mad. The man thought that I was crazy and in an awfully twisted situation so off he went. Well that is pretty much how it ended up all night. I spent the night dancing with hte weirdest mixture of people and listenening to some of the most God awful kareoke in my life. All I could do was laugh all night. The next day I wasn't laughing so hard when I was still drunk and had to go home to take care of the kids. I mean it was at least 1 pm before I felt sober and then the hang over kicked in so it was a losing situation either way. Which just proves that for all the fun you have in your life it is gonnaa have an equal negative reaction eventually...