I was told tonight was a full moon.

If so that would explain things. The kids were hellions today. Well Destiny was gone until 5, but at 5 she made up for being gone by calling everyone names and telling Promise how bad her hair looked today. Nice. They just wore me down and let me say I have honestly never been so relieved to find its bedtime. It was just a rough day. Tomorrow is Monday and for that, I am thankful.

This week I am getting on track and staying on track. I have my routine planned out, I will NOT go back to bed after the kids leave. I will do some things around the house and I will work out. I will also return that darn DVD to the library and stop paying 1$ a day for it!!!

My dumb wisdom teeth are trying to grow in again, and I do NOT feel smarter because of it. It sucks. I need to get them yanked. I have the money, I should make the apt. but everyone knows that is just NOT a fun way to spend money!!! I don't wanna!

So that is it for my weekend. Monday is here in an hour and I am ready for it!!! Welcome the work week!!!!

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8 years at the same job!

I will say this about my work. No matter what is said, word gets around. Words also get twisted and changed, and rumors fly like well I don't know kites? I think co-workers are like a second family, not like to the point where you want to invite them over for Thanksgiving dinner... More like your around them enough that you are more than likely to have seen a bad side of them, and learned some annoyances. Chances are they were grumpy or depressed or pissed at some point and you have seen them at their worst. I think that makes it easier to get under each others skin and become annoyed. You get annoyed, you get over it, you move on. Your still co workers and you still get through. Like family, there are spats, you get over it move on and after it all your still family. So do I always love my co workers or getting up early, or when someone is rude to me, or when I don't make any money... OF COURSE NOT. I have good days and I have bad days. Today it was raining, I would have L

Sleep IN Sundays!!!

My kids know this rule. For the most part. Sundays Mama sleeps in. Get yourself cereal, be quiet and get along... Then I go and do something foolish, like allow 3 of 4 kids to have a friend over, which makes SEVEN kids in one house. One of which, apparently did NOT know the sleep in Sunday rule, even in the SLIGHTEST :o/ Of course when one kid wakes up, or at least this kid wakes up. ALL the kids are up. This did, help my ease of getting them all in bed this evening, but even so! ACK! The weekend went well. We spent time together at the park. All but Destiny of course, who has her own life now. I took some pictures I really liked. I am too lazy to post them here. If you want to see them you can go here. www.flickr.com/clorissasue Anyway that is all I have for now. I started a new blog, you can see it here . It will be for cooking, and recipes and such. This one will be kept for kids and life and bitching :) Just what I needed. Something more to do :)

Call CPS this must stop now!!!

My daughter, my oldest, the one I am a taxi for has had a ride to AND FROM several places where she was supposed to catch a ride home from this week. The library, she said she had a ride home, then the ride "left without her". The mall, I told her she'd be picked up by Tim when he got off work, and they were COLD and her friend had FLIP FLOPS on and no one came to the mall so can I get them now... She stayed the night at a friends and instead of waiting for friends mom to bring her home, she HAD to be picked up by 1 so she could go to a friends... That friends? She was supposed to walk HOME from and she called for a ride. So today it was lovely out. 65 or so out, sunny. School was out and Tim had to get the other kids first, as he stayed for a play Hannah was in... Well he did not pick up Destiny. I told her she could walk. For 30 min. I am NOT KIDDING 30 MIN. She sent him and I text after text asking to pick her up. PLEASE I will clean, I cleaned my room, its &qu

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