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Monday, January 26, 2009

a little bit of this. a little bit of that.

I know it's been awhile since I've blogged or visited many of your blogs but I've had a lot of shit going on here.

It's been one week since we've had Jasper and in that time, I've taught him how to walk with a leash, he' responds to his name, he's learned which food bowl is his and he's taken 4 heaping shits inside the house, one of which has probably permanently stained my family room carpet. In that time, Schwartz has regressed some much like a young child would when he/she sees his/her sibling doing his/her business in diapers and has peed a few times in the house right in front of us.

Jasper also has a very mean, dark side and at least twice a day, I'm screaming at Jasper when he lashes out at Schwartz and literally attacks him when playtime gets outta' hand. Thankfully, Schwartz does not have an existing injuries but if this continues past the 6 month mark, I will be taking Jasper back to the shelter. I don't think Jasper would harm any of us but I have to keep that in mind while all this is going on plus his interest in the cats has taken him to trying to lay down on them and squash them, of which he gets reprimanded for as well. I'm thinking that I should change his name to Damien because he definitely has an evil side to him.

For weeks now, I have been trying to refinance my mortgage through my mortgage company but early last week, the guy I had been working with stopped returning my phone calls and Emails and I missed out on locking in a 4.625% rate. Since I will not be ignored (thank you Glenn Close for that perfect line), I called the mortgage company to start over with someone new only to find out that no one could speak to me right then and there because all the loan officers are so extremely busy with other clients wanting to refinance and that I'd probably hear back from someone within 10 business days. Probably? I don't think so.

I then decided to contact my bank thinking that since I'm a long-time customer, they could hook me up with something decent only to find out that since I'm not employed, there's probably little chance that I could get a mortgage through them.

My only other option was to put my tail between my legs and talk to my parents about helping me refinance since that's really the only other option I have and I have to do something now because my 5 ARM/6 month deal is about to be up in the next few months and I'll be damned if I keep giving this shitty mortgage company my business.

*takes a deep breath*

Then, if all that wasn't enough, I got a call just a little while ago from the lower school guidance counselor that my 8-year old daughter has been singled out by quite a number of girls in her grade as saying bad words to them and talking about "hairy body parts". My daughter, who's been instructed by me since she started Pre-K at this school, that she will not be mean to others, is being a social bully and I am absolutely mortified and horrified at her behavior.

Do you know why she's doing this? Because the person who shall not be mentioned here and his lovely (cough, cough) bride of just over a year and a half are getting a divorce and my daughter is pissed off. She doesn't care that she knows she will feel my holy wrath when she comes home today because if she did, she would have never done what she's done. She knows she can't get away with this shit at school or at home, yet this is the kind of disturbing behavior she's exhibiting.

And, although I should be thankful, the person who shall not be mentioned here is once again his old social self with me, going out of his way to talk and be nice to me. Why should this bother me? Because the guidance counselor told me that she was going to call him when she was done speaking with me and when he called to mention that they had spoken and I mentioned "hairy body parts", he thought it appropriate to ask me if I was having "grooming" issues. Nice, huh? Here is a man who has treated me with such disrespect while he was with this woman only to continue to treat me with more disrespect after the fact. I'm glad he thinks it's funny.

I hope the person who shall not be mentioned here is happy with himself and his dysfunctional, ugly fucking cunt of a tramp soon-to-be ex gold-digging whore of a wife.

As a side note, I don't know who my daughter has heard say bad words. It certainly isn't me. Heh.

I need a nap.

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5 Comments:

Anonymous Giggle Pixie said...

Sorry I can't be more help, but (((HUGS))) to all of you. So sorry your daughter is going through this rough patch and I hope you can get it corrected and get her feeling much better about things soon!

January 26, 2009 at 6:08 PM  
Blogger Tug said...

Shit girl, I don't even know where to start here...MUCH LUCK.

Take care of the girl...she's obviously taking this kinda rough. ;-)

January 26, 2009 at 10:39 PM  
Blogger Attila The Mom said...

Holy CRAP! You've certainly got a lot on your plate this week!

I can't believe you got another dog! LOL You're just a sucka for punishment aren't you? ;-)

January 27, 2009 at 10:15 AM  
Anonymous metalmom said...

"hairy body parts"? You didn't teach her what a hoo-ha was?

I kid.

I wish I had some advice but I don't so I'll just wish you luck with dealing.

January 27, 2009 at 10:05 PM  
Blogger Koolio said...

GP, thank you!

Tug, I agree. She must be internalizing because on the outside she seems like her regular old self.

Mom, yeah, right at this very moment, I can't believe we have another dog too. :(

MM, I only ever called it a vagina with her and a penis with my son, but that's not the point. The point is she's talking about hairy body parts and in my house, I am not only modest and shower and dress behind closed doors but I have never pranced around naked in front of the kids EVER so if she's learned that, she's either learning it from her dad, soon-to-be stepmom and/or stepsister or a friend. I will not be blamed for that one!!

January 28, 2009 at 5:46 AM  

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