I got Jake on the bus at 7am, and Tom and Eme and Joe on the bus at 7:30am, and Jim was still asleep. So I TOTALLY went back to bed. And slept till around 9am. Oh yeah, gotta love sleep in days :)
My allergies seemed to be MUCH better today, and I could actually breathe. I washed off my old layer of make up, and applied a new one, and brushed my hair, dressed my child, threw on some clothes, and he and I headed off to the commissary. I needed a few things.
And stopped at the Shoppette for a refill. They say you're not supposed to do refills if you ASK, but if you just bring your cup to the front register, they'll ring it up. Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission, right?
After the commissary, Jim and I headed back home, and I started cooking tacos... um....er.... burritos....um,....enchiladas? Yeah, it was some kind of creation... I took a diced onion and a lb of ground turkey, and fried it up. Then added the beans and rice from El Taco Tote, and a package of taco seasoning, cooked it up, and filled flour taco shells with it, and put them in a baking dish. Then mixed 1 can of cream of chicken soup with 1/2 cup of milk and 1/2 cup shredded cheese, and poured it over there, then cooked for 20 minutes at 400 degrees.
Next, I baked cup cakes. I used a yellow cake mix, and added 3 mashed bananas to it, then baked like normal. For the frosting, I used 1 box of Vanilla Pudding (powdered)(6 serving box) mixed with 1 large tub of Cool Whip. And 3 mashed bananas. PERFECT frosting. I put it in a zip lock bag, and put it in the fridge to stay cold.
And when I was ready to frost them, I squirted out a dollop onto the cupcakes, and then put on some caramel ice cream topping sauce on it, and Praline Crunch ice cream toppings too. SO yummy!
I chatted with Captain America on Skype for a few minutes inbetween cooking, but you know how men like you to focus JUST on them.... hehe. And I couldn't bake/cook and focus JUST on him at the same time. I'm good, but not THAT good :) So I continued to cook, and he went to exercise then go to bed.
And I got Jim to the bus, then hurried back and baked/cooked some more. And was ready to go to Kari's party at 11:45. I loaded up the car, and headed on over. Here's me at Kari's house.
And here's the game that we played. She would hold up these letter cards, and we had to be the first to yell out a "naughty" (not bad, Amanda!) word. hehe. It was funny :) I sucked at first, but caught on after a while. Terra and I tied for first place! Yeah for mild terrets!!!
Kari showed us all the new products for the spring, and we played another game. I just LOVED the grapefruit scent! SO good! I'm got more Body Dew (body oil) in Grapefruit scent, and can't wait to try it!
During a break, I hurried off to the bathroom, and couldn't resist playing on the "swing" before heading back into the living room. hehe.
We all ordered what we needed, and ate a FABULOUS potluck lunch, and had fun visiting and chatting. Then headed off to wherever we were going. Me? To the bus stop to pick up Jim. And the bus drive pointed out that my tire was flat. Whaaaaat? SO not cool!
So Jim and I got home, and wouldn't you know it! When I pulled up to the house, I spilled my 64 oz DDP on the floorboard! Crap! I'd JUST refilled it at Kari's house! Freak! I got some towels, and did my best to get it all cleaned up...
Jim and I watched a show, and I relaxed on the couch. I designed for a bit, and went through some emails and work stuff. Then Jake got home at 3:15pm, and Eme and Joe and Tom at 3:35pm. We decided not to go to the pool, but to spend the afternoon/evening at home.
Eme did her chores real fast, and went to her friends house to work on homework (the little girls mom doesn't speak English). And the other kids worked on their stuff. And Jake started hastling me about being grounded. And trying to find a way to make it so he WOULDN"T be grounded. Yeah, wasn't gonna happen.
So he decided to sit near me, and go "Why am I grounded? Why? Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom?" for about 10 minutes straight. And yeah, I couldn't handle it. I could for a bit, but it got too much for me. And I told him to go to his room.
Nope, he flat out refused. Go to your room, Jake! He decided to make it into a power struggle. "You can't make me, mom. I'm bigger than you". So I decided to use my strength, and force him into his room.
And I got him about 1/2 way there before he threw me off of him. And it went downhill from there. No matter how hard I tried, drug, pulled, I couldn't get the child into the bedroom.
And he just kept getting madder (while still remaining calm, if that makes sense) and madder and madder. And more stubborn. And more assertive of his strength. He got mad, and threw over a BIG bookshelf, and glass stuff went EVERYWHERE!
At this point, I called Laurie. I tried to think of who had a husband at home who could come over and be "bigger" than Jake. I, of course, started bawling on the phone, and her hubby wasn't home. But she came right over to help me.
She tried to talk to him too, but it wasn't working. He didn't want any part of it. He tried to take the dog into his room (which is against the rules), and that didn't go over well either. At one point, he got super mad, and picked up the Dell laptop, and threw it on the ground as HARD as he could.
Followed RIGHT after by the Acer. Crap! NOT good at all! At this point, I ran to grab my laptop, ran into my room, and hid it REAL good. Under the dirty laundry pile. And came back out real fast.
At this point, I called the police. I didn't know what else to do. He was scaring me! I didn't know what he was gonna do next. And it took them 20 minutes before they got here. Sigh.
Before they showed up, Jake went into the living room, grabbed my old Asus computer that's hooked up to the EHD and the big screen TV, and threw it from the living room into the Dining room where Laurie and I were. And it shattered everywhere.
Then he picked up the EHD (with all of my designing PSD files on it, and all of our pictures, and my WHOLE life), and threw it against a wall as HARD as he could. Then, because it only made a hole in the wall, but didn't visibly break the EHD, he threw it on the floor. Yeah, that did the trick. Sigh.
He went into my room a few times looking for the "hidden" computer, but didn't find it. Thank goodness! I was praying that he wouldn't find it. All the while, the little kids are hiding upstairs in their bedrooms. Peeking over the balcony, wanting to see what's going on.
When the police finally showed up, he was sitting on the couch, with the dog, calm as can be. Laurie and I spent the next hour filling out police reports, and they had a cop that deals with Juveniles come and talk to him. I'm not sure what they told him. I know that the one officer did a "fear of God" speech on him, but I dont' know if it worked or not. One of the, "If we have to come out here again, then YOU are gonna get taken away, not your mom..."
I filled out even more paperwork, and Laurie's hubby got there, and talked with Jake too. Something about having it good here in this house, and you don't want your mom to just drop you off in Downtown El Paso, do you? Because you wouldn't survive long there. Or do you wanna go to Juvy, with 60 other boys from bad families in El Paso? How long do you think it would take before they'd beat you every night?
I wasn't in the room while he was getting these talks, but I hope and pray that they sink in, at least a little bit. By the time I got done with the police, and was walking Laurie and Spencer, and Amanda (she's stopped by to make sure everything was OK when I wasn't answering my phone) out to their cars, Spencer noticed my flat tire. And it was WAY worse than before.... Crap!
See, here's my I CAN'T TAKE ANOTHER 100 DAYS LIKE THIS face...And here's Spencer changing my tire for me, and putting on the spare. I'm to go to the Tire place tomorrow, and buy a new one. But I need to call first, and make sure that they have it in stock. Will do, Spencer! Thanks SO much for helping me out!
And by the time everyone left, and I headed back inside the house, Jake and the dog were TOTALLY asleep on the couch. I woke him up, and told him to go to his room, and he went, no questions asked. And instantly went to sleep. That was about 6pm. And he's still asleep now...
I did a lot of crying tonight, but tried to push on. I helped the kids with their homework, and got the messes cleaned up. We piled up the books where the bookshelf used to be, and put the pile of boards from the bookshelf in another pile. We swept up the glass, and assembled all the broken computers. And components.
And we chatted on the video phone for a bit with my mom. And I said that we weren't coming for a visit this summer. This freak show is DEFINITELY not taking it on the road. hehe. We'll stay here, thank you very much. LOL! Can you imagine what happened today in a truck with 6 other people and a dog for 4 days one direction? Yeah, no thanks!
Kids ate leftover taco stuff, and cupcakes, and I eventually made it to the couch, and Facebooked and vegged. I was SO spent. And I wasn't really paying too close attention to what Tom was doing, but I finally, after the little kids went to bed, looked and saw what it was he was working on. He needed to make a robot for school. Not a working robot, but a mannequin type thingy.
He was taping together straws to make a GIANT frame. He had the torso and the head done. And was trying to figure out what to do with it next. So Eme and I stopped what we were doing, and went to work helping Tom.
We crumpled up newspaper, and filled the inside of the frame. Then wrapped it with Tin Foil. LOTS and LOTS of tin foil. And there's a big yellow dump truck under there, that the frame is sitting on. And it's all wrapped up too. And some squiggly eyes and a smile taped on. Tom was SO proud of it!I had Tom bring the metal dude upstairs, so the little kids didn't trash him in the morning. And he and Eme went to bed. And I sat down to blog. And texted with my friends a bit. They were checking up on me to see how I was dealing. OK, I guess. I'm still a bit weepy. I don't feel particularly good. I've got a headache, and feel kinda like puking.
Tomorrow, I'm getting kids on the bus, taking Jim to daycare, going to a speech meeting for Tom at the elementary school, calling the Renters Insurance (USAA) and begging for reimbursement on the computers, going to the Tire Place to get a new tire, picking Jim up from Daycare, and dropping him off at the bus. Pfew! And if I survive the morning, I'll let y'all know... Pray for me. I'm needing some prayers right now...
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Cool layout, Sharon! Love me some minty Girl Scout cookies!