Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.

3.11.2009

WARNING!

Anyone crossing my path in the next three days had better be wearing body armor and bearing bacon, barbecue or a Midori Splice.

Seriously.

Mother Nature is en route to bring me my monthly gift and the bitch is taking her sweet time torturning me. On Sunday and Monday, I cried at everything. A story about some chimpanzee throwing rocks at zoo visitors? Yeah, I cried. Poor chimp didn't like being stared at all the time. Today? I read a story about some crack addict ripping off another mom in the maternity ward so she could buy some crack after giving birth and leaving the hospital. Did I cry? Heck no. I was pissed off.

City parks and rec gal who called me today got ripped a new one, too. So, did a few other city employees. The city attorney and risk management folks got messages and better call me back tomorrow or else the wrath will continue to grow. *long story, but suffice it to say they want me to sign a waiver that even if their employees are negligent and manage to mangle or kill my children while in their care, that they're held harmless* Uh, yeah. Ya'll can kiss my ass. I've seen too many people texting while driving - and wasn't there a train engineer who killed several dozen people doing that? Yeah, no thanks. *shaking my head*

And, don't even think about cutting me off right now. Had we not been running behind because of the rain I would have chased down an 18-wheeler who cut me off and then tried to veer into my lane when I tried to pass him. Yeah, he sped up and was going about 70 in the pouring rain in a 60 mph zone. Fortunately for him, I value the lives of my children more than my anger at wanting to chase him down for almost killing us twice!

And, the kids? Yeah, Momzilla was unleashed tonight. They were taking out the trash, emptying the dishwasher, doing homework ... going to bed on time.

Me? Nope, I get to be pissy all night long without any hope of relief. I have a bucket load of deadlines and no give room. I tried to get one deadline pushed back. No such luck. So, I'm going to be tied to the home office and computer until Tuesday. Worst part is that I have until the 25th to get the house ship-shape before the exterminator comes. I need to have everything in its place and clean so he can rid us of any creepy-crawlies (including the brown recluses I've seen in the garage). So, I have my work cut out for me.

I have a feeling I'm going to be drinking a lot of coffee and when all these deadlines are met, lots of Midori.

Don't say I didn't warn you!

4 Comments:

  • At 11:41 AM, March 12, 2009, Blogger Kim du Toit said…

    Awwwww you're so cute when you're angry...

     
  • At 5:11 PM, March 12, 2009, Blogger Army Wife said…

    I went through a Midori phase in my early 20's it ended one night, as my big hair caught on fire in a bar...

    damn aqua net

     
  • At 6:34 PM, March 12, 2009, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    LMAO at Army Wife!! Hey AOM this doesn't sound like a good ad for the ablation thing that I asked you about...

     
  • At 7:47 PM, March 12, 2009, Blogger Susabelle said…

    Anonymous...ablation doesn't cure PMS, it just cures the excessive bleeding, unless you have other factors like adenomyosis or fibroids or something else going on, then the ablation won't even cure that. I ended up with a hysterectomy to solve most of it, although since I still have my ovaries I could conceivably have PMS but I never did have much of that anyway.

     

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