Memorial Day Weekend 2009

Haven't been home for this one since 2005. So another in my year of firsts since my "rebirth".
Have Matt and his friend, two 13/14 year old eating machines. I have never seen anything like this. In the past 36 hours they have devoured 3 large bags of chips, a bag of pretzels, 3 bananas, a pint of strawberries, a package of hot dogs and buns, a pork loin roast, potatoes, broccoli, ice cream sundaes, milkshakes, a pizza, 2 subway foot longs, 2 two liter soda bottles, etc.. the list is endless. After feeding them, paying for movies, go karts, laser tag, gas to get them home to SC, I will have $5 to last me until Friday. But, its all well worth it. The boys are having a great time.

The Queen of the Damned called and wanted to know if I was bringing her, her monthly check. The bitch. I said no, you get it at the end of the month that's when its always been sent. So she has the nerve to text me and say, see I knew the money wasn't coming from you. I called and left her a vm and said, no, the $ is from me, which is why you must now wait. Since you have an issue with getting $ from anyone but me I have put a stop to that and you will only get from me whatever the court orders will will be far less then you have been getting. WAY TO GO DUMBASS. God I hate her. What a sick fool.

Anyway, I`m supposed to have Lauren next weekend for my birthday unless the Demon Spawn interferes. She best not. I`m looking forward to time with Lauren (even though she still calls herself Buffy) as I do not get much quality time with her. After next weekend she will finish up school and go off to sleep away camp at Ramah Daron in Ga for a month, so it wont be until mid July probably until I can see her again.

I was invited to what sounds like an awesome party tonight but I have Matt and Jake so I cant go. I know it is the responsible thing and the right call but it would have been nice to socialize, eat, drink and make merry until the wee hours of the night. I have no social life. My life is work, my kids and aggravation from the ex. That's about it. However I keep reminding myself that I am still on the road back and I must measure my progress in baby steps. SO be it. I`m just not good at patience. Never have been.
Need to go walk the dog. Signing off.