January 31, 2008 at 10:39 pm (Wonder Boy)
2 posts in one day…the world is coming to an end or I am in a mood.
If you’re ever interested in pissing me off, it’s pretty easy. Ignore, discount my kid. Watch me go from 0 to 60 in 2 seconds.
I called his father last week to let him know about the early acceptance to Laurier. His response, “Ok. College is cheaper.”
My response? “He’ll be there next week end for Chinese New Year and you will act happy and congratulate him. If you don’t, I will make your life a living hell. He’s your f^&*ing kid for g*( sake.”
I would just like to recap:
No child support in ages, so why the cost of University is bothering him is beyond me. I stopped asking for money a long time ago.
Why am I angry?? Since last week he has not called, emailed or texted WB to congratulate him. Nothing. It’s his kid and he has no interest or enthusiam for his future – for him. Puts me over the edge every freakin time.
WB’s an easy going kid. And he lets his father’s attitude slide. I silently boil. And now. Pissed off.
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January 31, 2008 at 7:33 pm (Wonder Boy)
That chubby kid in the Campus Crew shirt. That’s WB at 12.
His boss at the camp sent it to me today, along with WB’s offer of employment for the summer. At first I wasn’t sure why he was sending me pictures of someone else’s kids. Then I realized one was mine 
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January 30, 2008 at 11:23 pm (Friends, Wonder Boy)
This past weekend I had my 20 month old godson, Jakob and his brand spankin new 2 week old sister, Mackenzie, for 2 days. Needless to say, life was interesting at chez Josie. The men in my house weren’t too sure what to make of the disruption. I started to wonder why people willingly have children after 40. I’m pushing forty a young 38 and barely kept it together for the 2 days.
Rhino left Saturday morning saying “call me when they are gone.” In his defense, he was great with Jakob but wouldn’t touch Mackenzie for fear of “breaking her.” And the waking up every 3 or 4 hours to feed her (not that he got up, but was awake, talking to me) killed him. He was a zombie when he left.
My favourite was WB on Saturday evening. Jakob was velcroed to WB the entire time – had melt downs when WB went to the bathroom and wouldn’t let him come in. So around 7:30pm Sat night, WB says he’s leaving to go to the movies with friends. Jakob watches him put on his shoes and coat and then proceeds to do what I lovingly call the “floppy fish.” Every bone vaporizes in his body and he is a puddle of 20 month old angst, sobbing on the floor, “flopping” around.
WB: Hey Mom, fix this.
Me: You couldn’t have waited 30 minutes till I had him in bed?
WB: If your plan was to make sure I practiced safe sex, mission accomplished twofold.
Me: Well it wasn’t part of the plan, but glad it served a dual purpose.
WB: May never have sex again at this rate.
Me: Music to any mother’s ears.
Good to know the chemo’s not hurting his delivery
And a pic of baby Mac and my boob….which she was very fond of even though she’s bottle fed……..
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January 29, 2008 at 3:14 pm (Family, Wonder Boy)
Kelsi, WB’s girlfriend, needs to move in with us or marry me. By the time I got home last night she had dinner in the oven, homemade chicken soup going on the stove and WB resting on the couch. After I had checked on WB, she said I looked like I could use a glass of wine. I hugged the life out of her 5′3″, 100 pound frame.
Rhino called the house to see how WB was doing, found out I was stuck at work with my wanker (thx Guider!!) of a boss & left his job to come pick me up. Saved me from having to take public transit. He also let me vent , held my hand and calmed me before I got home. I heart my guy
My Mom cleaned my house and did my laundry. Who do I contact for sainthood applications when you’re not Catholic??
It was still a rough road for WB last night but not nearly as bad as last week. We had the added benefit this week of an anti nausea patch and more ginger supplements (thx Jen!!) from my Mom’s naturopath. So, 2 weeks down, 2 weeks to go.
A big thank you to all of you. the support and friendship means a lot – both thru blogging and emails. It’s been a rough year and you’ve all helped to get us thru. {{HUGS}}
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January 28, 2008 at 4:08 pm (Wonder Boy, Work)
Immense guilt on not being able to take WB to his second chemo treatment. My direct boss is a bit of an ass and therefore my Mom and the girlfriend are escorting him.
I was speaking with Jen this morning by email and she told me to stop feeling guilty and I tried…but it’s there. Niggling at the back of brain.
I was suppose to be leaving at 1pm, but its 4pm and I am still at the office. “Sudden” rush issues.
I’ve called home 4 times in the past 2 hours. My Mom assures me WB’s okay and not as nauseous as last week, resting but it’s not helping. I know I will be home in 70 minutes, but that’s not soon enough.
I should be there. Not sitting at my desk on the verge of tears and angry.
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January 25, 2008 at 11:50 pm (Friends)
I have the privilege of baby sitting from 9am Saturday morning till 1pm Sunday afternoon the 2 gorgeous kids in the picture below. Jakob is my godson, who I don’t see nearly enough of and the little bundle of joy is the almost 2 week old Mackenzie Lillian.
I went shopping after work today for “Baby Mac” as Jakob has been calling her. Let me tell you, after boys, boys, boys for all my friends – I spent a bundle on little girl clothes. And the sundresses for the summer!!! Who knew shopping for a little girl was sooo much fun?? Why didn’t someone have one sooner???
Stace – sorry, but I am going to spoil her. And yes more than Jakob – but with clothes, not toys and books. She’s my new addiction.
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January 24, 2008 at 10:13 pm (Wonder Boy)
WB got his first offer of admission from one of the four universities he applied to. With the offer of a $1500.00 scholarship.
I was so happy when he showed me the letter I almost cracked his ribs hugging him.
** WB’s applied for Honours in Biology with a Minor in Science So not my kid.
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January 24, 2008 at 9:01 pm (The comedy act that is my life)
- washed my face with Aveda Rosemary shaving gel in the shower this morning.
- poked myself in the eye with my mascara wand.
- left the house without my wallet.
- had to make the trip home and back to the bus stop for said wallet in -15C temps.
- transferred onto the wrong bus at the circle.
- arrived at work 15 minutes late.
- totally missed my mouth and spilt coffee down my chin and shirt.
- bit my tongue while eating my yogurt.
- forgot to wake my kid for his exam.
- dropped a 20lb box of paper on my foot.
- burnt the roof of my mouth on my soup at lunch.
- 2 paper cuts by 2pm.
- slipped on some ice on my way home.
Luckily the only person hurt by my dorkiness was me today. I can only hope tomorrow will be better.
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January 23, 2008 at 10:51 pm (Wonder Boy)
Sorry. WB didn’t fair well for most of Monday and part of Tuesday.
The catch up at work today has almost done me in.
We’re ok and I’ll be back tomorrow
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January 20, 2008 at 6:52 pm (Work)
This is not a “I hate Houston” post but I do have a couple beefs.
Food portions were humongous and loaded with fat. A salad would be saturated in creamy dressing or covered in at least a cup of cheese. Any meat was covered in sauce or stuffed with some kind of cheese. It was very hard to eat anything as this is not my normal diet.
The cab drivers. Hello!! You drive a cab for the city of Houston, how can you not know where things are?? And it wasn’t just one driver, it was every cab we got in. And why ask me where it is?? I’m a tourist!!
The Hilton Americas. You’re attached to the Convention center. Maybe you should have adequate means of supplying hot water. I did not appreciate having a freezing cold shower every morning before going to work.
No wonder I came home with a viral infection in my lungs. Let’s just say, flying home with a fever of 102.2F is not fun times.
The good things:
Wearing sandals daily in January. This is not something you can accomplish in eastern Canada without frostbite.
Southern hospitality. I have never, ever been treated as nice as I was by all staff at the hotel, Convention center, Starbucks and the two bars we visited.
Crabtree and Evelyn soaps, shampoos, body wash and lotions in the hotel room.
The ease with which we checked in at the George Bush Airport. Airports in Canada could take a few lessons.
All in all, not a bad trip but very happy to be home. In my own bed, spending time with WB and eating properly again. And just for the record, its not just me with the above complaints. Rhino is in Dallas right now and has called several times about the food and the cab drivers. I think we’re spoilt up here.
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