My life....... update

Life is awesome. 

Randy started school last week and is doing well so far. He is going on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Meaning that my mother in law has to stay a little longer to watch the kids. I am hoping that soon I can change that. We have a new manager at work and I hope to get my old Monday Wednesday schedule back.

Christina started playing the violin. She learned how to stand the right way. I am so excited for her. I really hope so see her do great things with it.I am so proud of her!!!

Avanelle is being Avanelle. What can I say? She loves the phrase 'Not on my watch!" Typical middle child. She says funny things and is very demanding but I love her!

 

Corbin is three months!!! Woo Hooo! My boobie baby is trying to talk and rolling over! He is just doing great. He even laughed out loud the other day. He will only do it for me though. Not Daddy.

Excuses Excuses!!!

Screw you and your excuses dad. It was last minute my ass. I knew about it at 10 am. You did not invite me. I am not going some place where I am not invited by the groom or the bride. Anyway sorry is not good enough. When you are a parent nothing is last minute not to let your kids know. You can pick up the freaking phone and let them know. It is not going to freaking kill you. So screw you Jody! I hope the wedding and marriage lasts forever for you because I am done!! Vent over feel much better!

Back to school, wedding and ear piecrcing

Tina started fourth grade. I am so proud but sad at the same time. She is growing up and before I know it will be graduating. I cried on her first day like I do every year. She had a great day though and I think that may be more important then my tears.


I guess this year she is wanting to play the violin. I am excited for her to get to play. Of course it is going to cost me a little money. Studies have shown that kids that play an instrument do better in school. When I look back I have to say it is true. So next week we have a parent meeting about that. She will then start lessons the week of the 20th.

Ava got her ears pierced over labor day weekend! She was so stunned I was expecting her to cry. She was a big brave girl and got it done with no problem. She picked out the cutest little ladybug earrings. Randy and I took it worse than she did. I am so proud of her! 

September 17th is my sister Cassie's wedding! We are super excited. Here are what my kids are wearing. I love it! I am also planning on either taking their pictures or getting them taken myself in their clothing. 



That is all I have for now. There are more updates but they will have to wait til next time I can blog.

Dear Dad......

• Dear Dad,
  I am not writing this letter for you. I am not writing this letter to upset you. I am writing this letter for me. I need to get my feelings out. I need to feel batter about this situation between us.
  
  First off I would like to start by saying how hurt you made me yesterday. You did not invite me to your wedding. You chose to not include me in a very important day of your life. Do you know how hurtful that is? You have any idea how upset that made me? I cried. For me once again it was you denying me as your daughter. Which you have spent most of my life doing. Don’t make excuses I am very tired of them. You knew what you were doing. You knew this would hurt me. Yet you chose to do it anyway. At the end of the day the only person that you care about is you and what ever love interest you have at the time.
  
  Next, I want you to understand that the whole I was young thing is bullshit and you know it. At some point you could have said you made a mistake and changed it. A father is supposed to be the protector of his daughter. He is supposed to be there for her not the other way around. I mean because after 14 comes 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, and so on. At what point did you grow up? At what point were you going to accept your responsibilities. We all know the money is not even the issue here. It’s the time the love. You do not love me .If you ever did I would have never been treated this way by you. I would not have spent holidays, birthdays crying for a father. The only thing I ever wanted from you was a father. That was it. Over and over you are not able to do that for me. You never even saw me in the hospital when I had a baby. We all know if it was someone else you would have been there with bells on. It is because it is me. It is your little bastard child that you wish would just go the hell away! You might not have said that but that is how you have made me feel all of these years! I am not good enough to be your daughter. I am not worth your time. Screw that! I deserve better than that. I did not choose to be here. I did not choose you to be my father. I had no say in that. I do have say now.
  
  
  Lastly, I am going to end this and make this real easy on you. I am done! I am done crying, done caring. You could give a rats ass about me and my children. All you do is pretend. I have been waiting for you to show me that I am wanted and that I am your daughter. This has not happened. It is not going to happen. The only person Jody cares about is Jody. You do not care about how I feel. You do not care about how you have hurt me. Your actions say how you feel about me and I think it is time I started listening. So unless you do something dramatic and start showing me I am in your life, I want nothing else to do with you. It’s a waste of my time and I am tired of being hurt. I am tired of crying for a father when all along I was fine without you. So I take my strength and what dignity I have left. Have a great life. I wish you every joy and happiness. Just don’t come knocking on my door til you are ready to be my father. I am not sure you even know what that word even means.
  
  
  -Chasity Channell

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So I thought we were done..... guess not!

I thought my doors were closed. No more of cleaning up dog hair, or cleaning up doggie messes that are not mine. Oh no, a few weeks later I am back at square one. 
It all started when my husband's sister fell at work. I guess she felt dizzy. My mil freaked out ran to her city that is about an hour drive. After numerous tests and thinking she might have cancer it may just be a medication problem.
Of course being the door mat that I am when I heard the big C word and can you watch the dog I said yes. Stupid Stupid Stupid( bangs head against wall) MIL  mutters "I guess you should talk to your husband". I agree I should. Before we know it my mil is at the door with the damn dog. We never said yes! Now a week in and knowing his sister is going back to work on Tuesday we are feeling a bit used.
Yesterday, my in laws come over. We ask them what the plan with the dog is. We do not get an answer and I have a suspicion that since they plan on taking the dog at the end of September we are stuck! I also have a feeling that mil went behind our back and told my sil that the dog was welcome to stay til she can take her at the end of the month. I think that decision is going to cost 757.14 ( my house payment). 
Well I have had it! After the dog peeing in the house( after being let out numerous times) and leaving dog hair everywhere, I am going to insist she goes. I am so sick of us being responsible for a dog that is not ours. I am about ready to tattoo the word door mat on my chest. I mean that is what I am to those people. A door mat to wipe their feet on.
Finally my husband emails his sister. He is asking her what the plan is. So far no response. I figure she thinks all was well about the dog. I am so hoping my husband gets a back bone and tells her to come get it. He does not relize that I have too much on my plate. I have told him but I do not think he gets it. Wish me luck on getting rid of the dog.