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Clothes line

I have a clothes line now. Yesterday & today I’ve “hung out the wash,” as Meema always said. My youngest sister teased me when I told her about setting it up. Before I moved, I lived in a more rural area.. not really out in the country, but it felt like it. I never canned or made jelly and hardly ever hung out clothes to dry. I hated the wasps that lived in the eaves of the house & I was always scared I’d get stung if I was out in the back yard messing around with hanging clothes.

Now that I’m in a more “city” environement, I’m doing those things. I think I’m willing to make jelly & can salsa b/c I am now in a place with central air. Before it would’ve been 1000 degrees in that kitchen if I’d been making jelly or canning in the summertime. I rarely cooked in the summertime when I lived there. It was just too hot.

When I told my mom about the clothesline, she said that she loves hanging out clothes too. It’s comforting somehow.. the hanging, then the smell of the clothes, the stiffness of the towels, the fresh smell of sun dried sheets.. reminds me of my childhood. I love how things like that are like a mini visit back to my childhood. 🙂

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Phone calls

Last night, I got a phone call from the kids’ stepmom. She said that son wanted to talk to me b/c he was crying. When he got on the phone, he told me that EX had spanked him with a belt on his legs & butt for slamming the door & not doing what stepmom said. (My stomach turns still just thinking about it.) Son asked me to please not talk to EX about it when he was there b/c he thought he’d spank him again.

I was so angry. I wanted to call & yell at EX. To go there & beat EX with a belt & see how he likes it. To remind EX how he said he felt about his father when he’d come home from work in the middle of the night & wake EX & his brother by beating them with extension cords for disobeying their mom during the day. Needless to say, I didn’t. I cried from anger & not being able to fix it or know exactly what was going on. I stormed around here at home. Then I called my friend & vented.. and vented.. and vented.

Son called back a bit later & told me that he’d been disobedient & that he had yelled at stepmom & slammed the bathroom door. Then she’d called EX to come home from work (he had 24 hour duty from 9am yesterday until 9am today). Evidently, EX came in, spanked son with the belt (hit him 3 or 4 times, Son said) and then went back to work.

Son was really upset b/c I rarely spank them and when I do, I don’t use a belt. I have found that taking away privileges works much better with the kids and that spanking just makes them angry & that they don’t learn to correct the behavior. It teaches them to be sneaky if they want to misbehave & that the only objective is to avoid being caught.. not learning to control their impulses to misbehave & think about possible consequences.

I’m going to skip around here.. but it all has to do with phone calls.

Youngest daughter called me all day yesterday. She left 4 messages when I was out running a few errands & then called 3 or 4 times when I was home. She wanted to know what I was doing, what I had for lunch, where I’d been, if I was going anywhere, if I was OK. She told me everything that she had done, what everyone there was doing, what she’d eaten, how her hair looks, which movies they all picked out at the video store. I was kind of worried about her. She mentioned several times that she is homesick. She asked how many more days until she can come home. I don’t like when they call me a lot when they’re gone with their dad. I’d much rather them be having so much fun that they don’t need to call.

When I spoke with son last night, he told me that talking to me helped him feel better b/c he knows that I love him even when he’s mean sometimes. He said that even when I get upset & yell, he knows that I always love him. I told son that he has to do what stepmom says b/c she’s the adult in charge when EX is gone or at work (EX and stepmom are both off work all next week).. because she’s his stepmom & she cares about him.. and because she’s an adult & he is to be respectful even if he doesn’t want to be, just like he has to respect adult family members, teachers & adults at church. I told him to say OK and do whatever EX and her told him b/c they’d not tell him anything wrong or anything that would hurt him. I told him that even if he thinks it’s stupid, do go ahead & do it b/c he’ll only be there for a few days & then he’ll be home. Son said, “well, I won’t have to see Dad for a long time b/c he always waits a few months between visits anyway.” It’s sad that son feels this way, but it’s also true. EX has caused this lack of respect from son b/c of how he’s been with the kids.

So son was calm, happier, said he’d listen & not be disrespectful to EX or stepmom anymore.

Then this morning, EX calls. Right as I’m getting ready to walk out the door to go to church. He says that he thinks I’m being too soft on son & allowing him to be disrespectful all the time b/c daughters told him that son is disrespectful all the time at home. Ex says that he won’t be having anymore problems from son b/c he “lit up his world.” He says it like he is bragging.. like whipping a kid is a sign of being a good father & means that he’s teaching him to be a man somehow. I asked him if his objective was to create fear or respect. He said he really didn’t care as long as he had no problems out of son.

I said that I don’t have as much trouble with disrespect from son as I do with daughters. I told EX that I disagree with how he handled it with son & that I thought that spanking him with a belt was extreme. I told him that I know he thought he was doing the right thing & that’s what I was trying to look at. Ex said that he has no trouble with daughters.. that they’re always respectful & when he tells them anything, they say OK and do it.

I know that son was wrong to be disrespectful.. but I don’t think that the way it was handled is going to teach him anything. Ex, of course, disagreed with me & lectured me on how I should be parenting the kids. (Yes, lectured ME, the one who’s raising them day in/day out.. with him being the one who walked away to his pregnant girlfriend (now wife).. he who hardly spends any time with them b/c it’s not CONVENIENT for him & his new wife & their kids.. he who thinks that paying child support means he’s a good dad and that he’s doing so much more than lots of other dads that he doesn’t need to do more.. like exercise visitation & actually spend time with them consistently)

EX went on about how I should be tougher on them & call him if I have any problems out of them so he can handle it. I said.. what are you going to do, drive 7 hours to spank them? He said, “YES! If I need to.” Whatever. That’s a crock. I didn’t get a chance to say much, actually. I didn’t want to go into too much b/c the kids are there & I didn’t want anything to be taken out on them if he was upset with me. We ended the conversation with EX thinking he’s right, that I’m a softie raising hoodlums… that they’re going to the wayside b/c I’m not calling him each time one of them steps out of line for a second so he can berate them & “put the fear in them.” Yes, he really said that. I feel nauseated just typing it again.

Our views on parenting are so different. It’s no wonder we couldn’t live together. We’re like oil and water.

About an hour later, youngest daughter called. She told me which movie they were watching & that they’re going to see their uncle today… EX’s oldest brother. Uncle, Auntie & cousin live about 2 1/2 hours away from EX… close to where my youngest sister lives.

That reminds me… last night when I was talking to son, he asked me if I was going to be at my youngest sister’s house.. I said, “No, probably not, why?” He said that if I was there, I’d be closer to him in case he needed to come home with me. Hearing his little voice say that just broke my heart. He’s 10. He should not have to be thinking about stuff like that.

Life (the game)

I was looking at a blog that was referenced on Ginger’s blogPaper Forest and remembered playing the game LIFE during my childhood. Once we were playing & my sister kept on drawing the cards that said she’d had another baby. She had not “gotten married” in the game. She finally had to have another car to cart all the kids around in and still, no husband. My mom said that she thought the game LIFE promoted values that she was working to make sure we never had… she teaches/believes in empowerment of women through education & knowledge. She said she thought it seemed that the increase in sister’s amount of pay with no husband was promoting having children out of wedlock & promoting the idea of having more kids to make more money from a welfare check. It was really kind of funny and at the time we thought Mom was being silly. We laughed a lot about it. Mom’s reaction. Sister with all those kids in 2 cars. I’m not sure that we ever played that game again. Maybe Mom got rid of it. Not sure.

What does your birthdate mean?

Your Birthdate: December 22
While sometimes employing unorthodox approaches, you are capable of handling large scale undertakings.

You assume great responsibility and work long and hard toward completion.

Often, especially in the early part of life, there is rigidity or stubbornness, and a tendency to repress feelings.

Idealistic, you work for the greater good with a good deal of inner strength and charisma.

An extremely capable organizer, but likely to paint with broad strokes rather than detail.

You are very aware and intuitive.

You are subject to a good deal of nervous tension.

Aaaaaahh… it’s quiet here

After this past week, I’m really glad to have a quiet house. The kids are at their dad & stepmom’s house for a week or two.

This past week, I have had several things that needed to be fixed & they’re almost all done. First, the downstairs toilet was repaired b/c the seal was leaking water. It was coming from where the toilet connects to the floor & running out of the bathroom & out the front door! My son’s bedroom door was fixed yesterday & the dishwasher is being repaired on Monday. That’s almost the end of the list.. after the dishwasher, the only thing needing to be repaired is the gate on the back fence.

On Tuesday night, the alarm on my car wouldn’t reset… turned out to be the battery. I had no idea that when the alternator was replaced that I needed to have the battery checked. When it was messed up, each time I opened the car door or opened the trunk, the alarm went off for 4 1/2 minutes. I finally pulled out the fuse for the horn b/c there’s no fuse to disable the alarm & my keychain clicker doesn’t work (another repair to add to my list of things to get done). Now the alarm is reset & my neighbors aren’t glaring at me anymore. I felt so badly that night when the alarm went off 3 times! I know they were tired of hearing it.. luckily it was around 7pm & not late in the night.

If I hadn’t been told to get a new battery, I was planning to just climb out the windows “Dukes of Hazzard” style until the alarm was reset. The service dept at the dealership wasn’t going to be able to get the car in for a few days & I wasn’t going to go around beeping the horn each time I got in/out of the car. Can you imagine? I couldn’t even drive off really fast, like a getaway car, b/c I live right by the police station & they’d probably think I was stealing the car & chase me!

I never had to make the “Dukes” escape since everything works again after replacing the battery.. so I have no horror stories to tell about that. 🙂

Last night, I left at 5:30pm to drive to the meeting place that’s about halfway between my house & ex’s house so ex could pick up the kids for their visit. He was to leave at 5:00pm. I got there at 8:30pm. Ex got there at 10:40pm. After sitting for an hour, thinking that maybe he was just stuck in traffic, the kids & I went to get a snack & call him. He said he’d not left his house until 6:45. No wonder he was 2 hours late! I was a little irritated. That’s so inconsiderate…. leaving 2 hours later than planned & not calling ahead to let me know.

I got home a little before 1:30. Had to drive with loud music & open windows for part of the drive, crunching on ice, chewing spicy gum.. to stay awake. I was bleary-eyed & exhausted. The drive didn’t take as long, though b/c I wasn’t stopping to get food & find a potty for the kids twice like on the way down there.

The kids called this morning around 11:00am to say good morning & to make sure I made it home without the alarm going off on the car. I think they were worried about it. Cute, huh? Ex has duty today from 9am until tomorrow at 9am & then he’s off work for the week. They’re looking forward to having time to spend with him off work. I’m glad he took these days to have with them.

Aaaaaahh… it’s quiet here

After this past week, I’m really glad to have a quiet house. The kids are at their dad & stepmom’s house for a week or two.

This past week, I have had several things that needed to be fixed & they’re almost all done. First, the downstairs toilet was repaired b/c the seal was leaking water. It was coming from where the toilet connects to the floor & running out of the bathroom & out the front door! My son’s bedroom door was fixed yesterday & the dishwasher is being repaired on Monday. That’s almost the end of the list.. after the dishwasher, the only thing needing to be repaired is the gate on the back fence.

On Tuesday night, the alarm on my car wouldn’t reset… turned out to be the battery. I had no idea that when the alternator was replaced that I needed to have the battery checked. When it was messed up, each time I opened the car door or opened the trunk, the alarm went off for 4 1/2 minutes. I finally pulled out the fuse for the horn b/c there’s no fuse to disable the alarm & my keychain clicker doesn’t work (another repair to add to my list of things to get done). Now the alarm is reset & my neighbors aren’t glaring at me anymore. I felt so badly that night when the alarm went off 3 times! I know they were tired of hearing it.. luckily it was around 7pm & not late in the night.

If I hadn’t been told to get a new battery, I was planning to just climb out the windows “Dukes of Hazzard” style until the alarm was reset. The service dept at the dealership wasn’t going to be able to get the car in for a few days & I wasn’t going to go around beeping the horn each time I got in/out of the car. Can you imagine? I couldn’t even drive off really fast, like a getaway car, b/c I live right by the police station & they’d probably think I was stealing the car & chase me!

I never had to make the “Dukes” escape since everything works again after replacing the battery.. so I have no horror stories to tell about that. 🙂

Last night, I left at 5:30pm to drive to the meeting place that’s about halfway between my house & ex’s house so ex could pick up the kids for their visit. He was to leave at 5:00pm. I got there at 8:30pm. Ex got there at 10:40pm. After sitting for an hour, thinking that maybe he was just stuck in traffic, the kids & I went to get a snack & call him. He said he’d not left his house until 6:45. No wonder he was 2 hours late! I was a little irritated. That’s so inconsiderate…. leaving 2 hours later than planned & not calling ahead to let me know.

I got home a little before 1:30. Had to drive with loud music & open windows for part of the drive, crunching on ice, chewing spicy gum.. to stay awake. I was bleary-eyed & exhausted. The drive didn’t take as long, though b/c I wasn’t stopping to get food & find a potty for the kids twice like on the way down there.

The kids called this morning around 11:00am to say good morning & to make sure I made it home without the alarm going off on the car. I think they were worried about it. Cute, huh? Ex has duty today from 9am until tomorrow at 9am & then he’s off work for the week. They’re looking forward to having time to spend with him off work. I’m glad he took these days to have with them.

What’s your hidden talent?

Your Hidden Talent
You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.
You’re never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.
People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.
When you’re up, you make everyone happy. But when you’re down, everyone suffers.