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My daughter sits to my left tapping her knee. Why? Well this is because I am messing with her Mojo. She wants online so she can chat with a boy on her 15th birthday. Yep, officially today I became the mother of a 15 year old teenaged girl, what joy. Actually she is quite the joy. A side from the deep sighs and rolling of her eyes. She still amazes me, and I look forward to the next few years I have with her, but I can do without the deep sighs, and the pissy stomping off, because she can't do what she wants to do. I'm about to envoke, the "You gotta go to bed deal." I gotta pee...just watch she'll get on line. Okay, maybe I was wrong. Christopher and I are doing better than ever. He recently has been consulting his friends about how to deal with living with a child that is 3. My thought process it that this is really a good thing. Honestly, I wouldn't be saying this if his actions weren't speaking for themself. On the 22nd of this month we will have been a couple for 6 months. The rediculousness of work continues, but I am certain that this is a temporary deal. Once again I got suspended for a day, due to the fact I clocked in and out for a whole weekend with the wrong name badge unknowingly. Crappy ass shit if you ask me, but hey, my boss has to do what she has to do in order to hang on to her job. She will be gone soon, mark my words. I've yet to be wrong. I cut the heck out of my finger today. Don't ask, but it is still bleeding. Oh, don't worry, I won't bleed to death or anything, it is just an irritation. Post a comment in response: |
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