Friday night and I am home all alone. Imagine that. (Calling all serial killers...Yikes! hahaaa!) I was supposed to go out with Ive after I got home from the chiropractor. When I got home there was a message from her. When I called her back she told me vic got in trouble at school today. She says he's been getting straight A's since school started, but when he's bored he chats with the other kids and talks back to the teacher. She said she needed to come up with a proper consequence to administer. I suggested the usual things, make him write standards or go to bed really early or hold a book above his head for ten minutes. Ouch. That hurts. She didn't want to leave the kids with her mother. So maybe we'll go out tomorow night. It's been several weeks since we've hung out.
So that's what I'm doing. Spending my night at the computer. Reading blogs and listening to my station. The current selection is "Beat on the Brat" ... Beat on the brat with a baseball bat...Oh yah oh yah oh oh! Oh yah, oh yah oh oh! What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like that, no it's not your fault, what can you lose? What can you do? What can you do?
When I was a little kid my dad used to wake us up on the weekends by putting on records and cranking the stereo. I remember loving that. Waking up to the Ramones or Donovan or the Circle Jerks or whatever kickass band he happened to be into at the time. Waking from a dream with music filling in every corner & crevace of the house and the sound of my dad singing or whistling along to the tunes was the best way to open my eyes to a beautiful morning in santa monica. He is really good at sounding just like Joey Ramone. I totally equate the two. Joey was a saint. The world has been deprived by the loss of him.
NEWSFLASH! Operation Ivy just came on to my Launchcast for the first time since I started it almost a year ago. I rated it back then and it never, ever played. That makes me so happy! I am in a music mood right now. (When am I not, you ask? well...um, never.) Now the Pretenders are playing. Chrissie Hynde is a fucking goddess!!! My radio station is better than sex. But you can forget about it, I'm not giving up either one. Oh don't tell me I've had too much wine. I'm not even halfway through my second glass, man!
Posted by Maria at September 19, 2003 09:32 PM | TrackBackhmmm..only gonna bring this up because just got done wsimiliar conversation w/sister in law.
Is your friend by any chance a single mom? Only saying because my sister in law is single mom and having same problem w/her son anyway...she keeps putting off "going out" so she can deal w/him and that's exactly what he wants. Your friend is punishing herself by staying at home..hope she doesn't feel "guilty" about having a night out, she shouldn't. I'm probably way off the mark here but just curious. My daughter had the "social butterfly" syndrome last year in school, when she was bored she'd chit chat, not pay attention..so I had the teacher move her desk to the side so she was alone. It took a little over a week before she realized that that sucked....so she's been better...
I don't know for sure if she might be punishing herself. Probably not, really. I think every mom has a bit of a guilt complex if they feel it's an important time to be physically present for their child, whether it be to discipline them or to coddle and encourage them. I'm sure you know much better than I do.
My friend that I'm talking about had her first baby at 17, and a second one around 20. She's 28 with two very wonderful, well adjusted, growing-fast kids. (I'm jealous because by the time she's forty they'll hopefully be somewhat independent!) She and I are pretty close, she lives in the same neighborhood and we do actually go out for drinks usually once a month, sometimes a couple times a month and others, not at all. We also work in midtown a few blocks from eachother and talk and email pretty frequently. It's one of those friendships that comes in waves. I definitely wouldn't say that she deprives herself from having fun when she wants to due to any sort of guilty conscience or self punishment. She also has a supportive family who is almost always there for her kids if she needs a little down time.
As for talking in class, I was a dilinquent in school, drove everybody crazy, my mother, my teachers, the principles, the counselors...everyone was pulling their hair out. Her kids are like angels in comparison. You're lucky your daughter shaped up. Girls can be hellions!
Posted by: Maria at September 25, 2003 09:54 PMThat's good stuff to hear about your friend...like I said earlier, I was probably off the mark, just happened to have spoken w/sister in law that morning...Jeez..I'm so sick of Dr Phil and what the fuck do I do? haha...I have a woman I recently befriended who is driving me fucking nuts w/her kids...I've never seen a woman "over mother" in all my life. She has a 7yr old who has zero manners, won't let me finish a sentence w/out screaming in moms face that, "I want something to drink", "I'm bored", etc....I hate when I meet an adult that I really like, than I meet their fucking kids and by watching them interact w/their kids I'm looking for the door. I am not the perfect mother, my daughter is not the perfect child, but damn man!!!!! This probably sounds bad because I am a mom, but I've come to the conclusion that I like "MY KID", not too many others, but I'm feeling you on the age thing..I wish I would have had my daughter alot younger...younger moms have alot more energy and I think in most cases more patience and they don't tend to spoil their kids as do older parents, my opinion anyway. Okay, I started going back to the gym recently and need to get motivated and get my fatass over there before I think of 100 reasons why I should skip today....I HATE WORKING OUT.....but gravity is a bitch you know.....have a good day..
Posted by: sandy at September 26, 2003 08:21 AM