I went out for our date night last night, we do this once a month. We live in a college town, due to the fact that my DH is military and doing the green to gold program. What did we choose to see? New Moon. We had read the books, and had seen the first movie. We weren't really impressed with either the books or the movies, but since we had already seen 2012 (really good by the way) we decided to see this movie. Why not finish the series? Pretty much how we were thinking.
It sucked. Pure and simple. The storyline was terrible, obviously because of the books so I'm a bit biased. The acting was horrendous, and to the point where we just sat there laughing throughout the entire movie. The dialogue was even worse. Let's just say I could have written that in my sleep. I assume the directors had this line of thought: "Well, they went to go see the first one because of the books, so it doesn't matter how much this one sucks. They will still come to see the movie." Awesome.
Let's start with the people at the theater. Aside from hooting and hollering everytime someone supposedly hot (no the characters are NOT hot, and some remind me of monkeys - Jake), there were parents there that would make comments after the movie - or even during - to their children. Most of the children there were under the age of 8. Terrible. It's PG13...for...a...reason!
Aside from that there were young children, I don't have a major issue with it as long as there is nothing too graphic for them. Granted this movie wasn't that graphic. The parents letting their 8 year olds read the books, I have a problem with it. Not because they are reading the books, but because most of the parents that went the night we did hadn't of even READ the books. (How do I know? Well, they'd ask things like "is that like it happened in the book??") Now, granted, some of the books weren't that bad. But some were ALL about sex. They let their 8 year olds read about sex without even checking the book out themselves. Nice.
Parents, at least monitor what your kids are doing. I don't see why I'm the only person who has an issue with this! Check to see what they are reading, check to see what they are playing, check to see what they are watching.
Ok, let's get into the movie itself. The most annoying part of the movie wasn't the fact that this 18-19 yr old girl was trying to make adult decisions about her life (which she obviously is NOT the best person to be doing so), but it was the pan around. The minute her man dumped her (WAHHH!! HE LEFT!!! WAHHH!!!), she sat depressed in her house doing whatever for months missing him. Seriously, during the movie the camera guy did a pan around of her head of 10 minutes while random months of text floated by. Pan around - November - Pan around - December...SERIOUSLY WTF!
It was like the director thought, "Well, since they all flocked to the first movie to see it because of the books...they will flock to this one just because of the first one or because of the books. Who cares if the directing/acting/dialogue sucks! We'll still make money!"
Another note on the acting...please use different facial expressions for different moods. Bella, the main character, was sad...then she's happy...then she's mad...all the same damn look!!!! And it wasn't just her, it was ALL of them. Maybe not Alice, but it was ALL of them!
Ok, let's get into the actual movie now. Boring. The entire movie (granted because of the book) was all about this 18 year old not moving past her man dumping her. Fuck, if my hubby did that to me - I'd laugh in his face! Seriously, what the fuck. This isn't the 60s anymore. You don't need a man to make you happy, only YOU can make YOU happy. Sure you love him, but you CAN love someone else (yeah, I do believe in soulmats but omg..get over it already!) and you don't need to sit in one fucking depressed shitty ass mood for MONTHS. TWO weeks it would take a NORMAL 18 year old to get over her ex. This one though, is "special" and it took her months, even then not fully over him.
This entailed from sitting in her room mopey, crying hysterically at the mention of his name, cutting off contact with her other friends, screaming because of night terrors (wtf), and of course she goes psycho and starts doing dangerous shit "just to see his face". Are you fucking serious, bitch? Omg, what an idiot.
The hooting and hollering was the most annoying. Every 5 seconds a bunch of (at least half the movie theater) was yelling "WOOOO!!!!!!" at one of the characters. Maybe it's me, but I don't see anything attractive and even their acting was a total turn-off. Edward is way too pale (yes, I know vampire) and his shirtless scene was really grotesque. Did you even notice his nipples look off? Yes, they do. I did a perusal. Not a pretty sight to see a stick thin, pale guy take off his shirt. And someone...please tweeze his eyebrows.
Jake looks like a monkey. Look at his face. Sure, he has muscles and is a werewolf...but damn you gotta LOOK at him when you're WITH him. Doesn't work like that. There needs to at least be an attractive to the person in order to have a relationship, and since I can't even look at his face without cringing it would never work out -- not even in my wildest imaginations.
Bella is just ugly. Plain, simple. She uses the same face for every emotion, her hair is always natted and dirty. She wears ugly clothes, and looks like the fat chick that was ignored throughout high school. I don't like the way she looks. Fuck, the bones chick looks better then her!
UGH! Worst...movie...ever!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Comments on the site
Any comments on this blog that are negative towards myself, my kids, or my family will be removed immediately. I have seen several hateful comments towards myself being lazy (sure sure), being fat (not even close, try again retards), or having too much time on my hands.
You all do realize that I don't post everyday, correct? Obviously most of these posts are written WAY after my kids go to sleep and sometimes take more then one night to even write up a story.
Here are some of those questions or comments.
1) Do you abuse your kids?
A: Absolutely not! Anyone that says that obviously has no idea what kind of mother or person I am.
2) Why do you have so many issues with other people?
A: I have issues with certain types of people. I have issues with the fat woman who won't get out of her car to help her ELDERLY father get into it. I have issues with fat people in general being fat then complaining about how fat they are, yet doing nothing to help themselves NOT be fat.
I have issues with people that abuse their kids, or let their kids abuse other kids. I have issues with murderers, drunk drivers, child abusers, child molestors, and just about anyone else that hurts other people.
3) You seem like a terrible person, what is wrong with you?
A: There is obviously nothing WRONG with me. There is a problem with our society, and it needs to be fixed. Most likely our society won't be fixed anytime soon, so if you continue to read MY blog you will see MANY complaints ABOUT our society.
If anyone has a problem with this blog, you are more then welcome to CLOSE IT OUT! Obviously my FIRST post said as much. So if you don't like what you read, stop reading. This isn't for YOU, this is for ME. Fucking retards.
You all do realize that I don't post everyday, correct? Obviously most of these posts are written WAY after my kids go to sleep and sometimes take more then one night to even write up a story.
Here are some of those questions or comments.
1) Do you abuse your kids?
A: Absolutely not! Anyone that says that obviously has no idea what kind of mother or person I am.
2) Why do you have so many issues with other people?
A: I have issues with certain types of people. I have issues with the fat woman who won't get out of her car to help her ELDERLY father get into it. I have issues with fat people in general being fat then complaining about how fat they are, yet doing nothing to help themselves NOT be fat.
I have issues with people that abuse their kids, or let their kids abuse other kids. I have issues with murderers, drunk drivers, child abusers, child molestors, and just about anyone else that hurts other people.
3) You seem like a terrible person, what is wrong with you?
A: There is obviously nothing WRONG with me. There is a problem with our society, and it needs to be fixed. Most likely our society won't be fixed anytime soon, so if you continue to read MY blog you will see MANY complaints ABOUT our society.
If anyone has a problem with this blog, you are more then welcome to CLOSE IT OUT! Obviously my FIRST post said as much. So if you don't like what you read, stop reading. This isn't for YOU, this is for ME. Fucking retards.
MIL/GMIL From Hell
I have been reading stories about crazy MILs for a while now and found most of the stories appalling and hillarious. :) That was before I have started to encounter my own mother-in-law from hell. This is very long, so people hang in there and read the entire thing.
For those of you that have no idea the type of person I am, I am a very negative person supposedly (I have very strong opinions and do not flex on most). I don't put up with any drama in my life (my kids cause enough kthx), and I don't put up with anyone screwing with my family. My business is my own, and however I live my life is no one's business. If I want to disclose information, I will do so. But it is not up for anyone not in my direct family line (kids, C, ex) to tell people shit about me.
I'll give you a bit of background so that none of this is very confusing. I was married about 10 years to a wonderful military man, he is the father of my first child. We are seperated and currently going through divorce proceeding, which is very amicable. The reason for our divorce? He spent too many years (did 3 tours in Iraq for over 15months a piece) away from the family so our relationship took a lot of heat. We both eventually came to realize we are better off as best friends and not as lovers.
During the time of my seperation we had both started dating again. He dated a nice girl from ND (where he is from), and I started dating a guy from GA (where my family is from). I am still with my guy, however my guy's mother decided to break up my ex's relationship via hate emails - so they are no longer together.
I had a child with my guy (C), and she is absolutely wonderful. Both my ex and C are very close friends and are both involved with the girls daily. We made sure that the divorce wouldn't hinder anyone from being Daddy and both can see the kids whenever they want. We live right next door to each other.
From day 1 of being with C, his mother has been pretty much hell to put up with. She managed to originally just stir up small trouble and most of it was laughed about. However, she started getting more serious in her attempts and even managed to tell off a girl she had never even met enough that the poor girl didn't want to be involved with my ex because of it. (You really should have read some of the emails, there was everything from accusing him of cheating to attempting to prove he was a child abuser.) Obviously this can be a lot of handle for someone who had no idea who this woman was, etc, so the girl skipped out. My ex has no dated since.
Anyways, I decided that we would let bygones be bygones of all of the little issues that have been caused and wanted to visit my aunt (my cousin had just died). She happens to live in GA so we told C's family we would be down in the area and would like to visit (I wanted the girls to meet their grandparents and be a role in their lives...however if they cause too much trouble, I will cut them out easily and made that very clear). We were convinced to stay over at C's family house while I drove 9 hours a day to visit my aunt down in the southern part of GA. It was a hell drive, but I only wound up seeing her 4 nights out of the 2 week trip so it was good to stay there instead. (I did wind up sleeping in till noon after the drives because I was arriving back at 4am sometimes)
Everything went really well, we had conversations with his mom and his grandmother (also a mil from hell) which were really interesting. I got to know them and they got to know me. The only minor issue we had was at a babyshower for his cousin (she is 16 pregnant by a guy who doesn't have a job and she doesn't have a job, and is wearing brandnew maternity clothes - I wore sweats during my pregnancies. Has her nails done, so I said I didn't want anything to do with it and didn't want to go. I didn't see a point in supporting someone just for spreading their legs and giving them free sh!t because they are too stupid to use birth control.) and at the family BBQ the night before we left.
Now the BBQ was a hell all in itself. My eldest is 3 and very people friendly, but she gets into constant trouble trying to gain people's attention. She did everything from trying to drink beer, jumping in fire ant piles, throwing people's purses into a fire and one of the last straws was her pulling another little girl's hair. I popped her on the tush (not hard, just enough to freak her out) and put her in a time-out (a time-out is the worst for an attention needy child) for 2 minutes. We left soon afterwards (C didn't watch them for a good 3 days before and I just needed a break, didn't even get to eat).
The next day C had to get a rash checked out (turned out to be a fungal infection from a public pool) so I continued to watch the girls and pack up our things since we were leaving that day. Everything went well that morning with the girls, they were really behaved the entire morning during our morning ritual and even helped me pack their clothes. However, they didn't take a nap and were cranky in the car on the drive home.
We left that day (I didn't get to say goodbye, I was packing the car while C said goodbye), and drove the 3 day long trip back home. Not even 3 hours after we left, I start getting phone calls from my family, my ex's family, and C's family (amongst all of our friends). It was a VERY long trip with blizzards and cities closing down for DAYS. Probably the trip from hell. Anyways people are telling me that supposedly his Granny had messaged everyone on my facebook (which is private except to friends) saying that I had abused my kids while I was there and asking if they had ever seen anything like that. (WHAT???) Of course the answer was no, and they all were calling me to tell me about what was being said. A lot of them were angry for me.
Apparently the last HOUR we were there I was seen by someone not in anyone's family (just a cleaning lady who is friend's with C's granny), SLAP my daughter in the face and drag her to a back bedroom to beat her. (Uh, yeah right...I have a strict policy about how my kids are punished, sure) But not only was this not during the entire TWO and a half WEEKS we were there, it just so happened to be the very LAST HOUR we were there. Coincidence? Whatever.
I called my ex (who was babysitting my house for me), and asked him to remove all of the people involved from my facebook friend's list and to put my profile to private. He did (we had no idea who all was REALLY involved, and so we decided to sort it out when we got home. So far it was a he-said she-said deal, and we weren't sure if Granny was drinking at the time or if she really meant what was said. Hence we just removed C's family and decided to add them later when things were sorted).
I then start getting hate text messages (C was getting them so bad I told him to turn off his phone and focus on driving) stating "She knows what she did. She left a bad impression, congratulations. She was seen hurting the girls." Things then went from bad to worse. C decided to call them back and tell them to stop it, because it was rather childish and no one beats the kids. C's mother then did the pity party of how she is disappointed in him for being with someone who is still married and how IIII should be the one to force him to go back to college (I'm not his mother!).
Eventually she found out that she was removed on facebook and ever since then she and Granny have stated that since they were removed on facebook (to dwindle the drama) that I must be hiding something. I'm not sure how they made that leap, maybe you can tell me. Sounds like the rantings of a nutjob.
We spent over 36 hours driving, 3 nights staying in a hotel, and majority of it was spent getting bombarded from his family and everyone else. When I got home there was over 50 messages in my facebook inbox from either people that had been messaged (and didn't call me) and from his family just talking a lot of crap and insulting myself. I later found out that the whole reason this was started was because "they tried to like" me and just couldn't. Uh huh.
I then started playing damage control from the minute I got home (after the long drive I didn't even get to sleep) for about another 12 hours trying to explain to people that we are really sorry for all of the trouble, and asking them to please ignore the messages. So effectively as of today (I arrived home last night), my entire facebook list has been messaged with either insults or accusations. My ex has been called everything from unmoral to a user of C (C doesn't work mind you, I do).
Basically, I'm not sure where to go now. C has tried to stop the drama by calling and talking to them for hours. I have told them that I will contact the police if they continue to harass people and myself. (Obviously isn't stopping them since I literally JUST got a message an hour ago about how they were going to take my kids from me. HA!) I have told them that they will never have anything to do with my kids ever again and that they are NOT welcome anywhere near us. I also am on the verge of filing for a restraining order against the two of them.
So now...I have no idea what the hell to do. I'm up for suggestions if anyone has them. It just seems like C's family is a whole lot of crazy and will continue to cause problems (hence cutting them out). C, my ex, my family, my ex's family, and our friends are all on our side (everyone knows we don't abuse the girls lol). However C's family is literally being forced to draw lines in the sand. Things are going from bad to worse in a flash, and it's been 5 days or so of this.
For those of you that have no idea the type of person I am, I am a very negative person supposedly (I have very strong opinions and do not flex on most). I don't put up with any drama in my life (my kids cause enough kthx), and I don't put up with anyone screwing with my family. My business is my own, and however I live my life is no one's business. If I want to disclose information, I will do so. But it is not up for anyone not in my direct family line (kids, C, ex) to tell people shit about me.
I'll give you a bit of background so that none of this is very confusing. I was married about 10 years to a wonderful military man, he is the father of my first child. We are seperated and currently going through divorce proceeding, which is very amicable. The reason for our divorce? He spent too many years (did 3 tours in Iraq for over 15months a piece) away from the family so our relationship took a lot of heat. We both eventually came to realize we are better off as best friends and not as lovers.
During the time of my seperation we had both started dating again. He dated a nice girl from ND (where he is from), and I started dating a guy from GA (where my family is from). I am still with my guy, however my guy's mother decided to break up my ex's relationship via hate emails - so they are no longer together.
I had a child with my guy (C), and she is absolutely wonderful. Both my ex and C are very close friends and are both involved with the girls daily. We made sure that the divorce wouldn't hinder anyone from being Daddy and both can see the kids whenever they want. We live right next door to each other.
From day 1 of being with C, his mother has been pretty much hell to put up with. She managed to originally just stir up small trouble and most of it was laughed about. However, she started getting more serious in her attempts and even managed to tell off a girl she had never even met enough that the poor girl didn't want to be involved with my ex because of it. (You really should have read some of the emails, there was everything from accusing him of cheating to attempting to prove he was a child abuser.) Obviously this can be a lot of handle for someone who had no idea who this woman was, etc, so the girl skipped out. My ex has no dated since.
Anyways, I decided that we would let bygones be bygones of all of the little issues that have been caused and wanted to visit my aunt (my cousin had just died). She happens to live in GA so we told C's family we would be down in the area and would like to visit (I wanted the girls to meet their grandparents and be a role in their lives...however if they cause too much trouble, I will cut them out easily and made that very clear). We were convinced to stay over at C's family house while I drove 9 hours a day to visit my aunt down in the southern part of GA. It was a hell drive, but I only wound up seeing her 4 nights out of the 2 week trip so it was good to stay there instead. (I did wind up sleeping in till noon after the drives because I was arriving back at 4am sometimes)
Everything went really well, we had conversations with his mom and his grandmother (also a mil from hell) which were really interesting. I got to know them and they got to know me. The only minor issue we had was at a babyshower for his cousin (she is 16 pregnant by a guy who doesn't have a job and she doesn't have a job, and is wearing brandnew maternity clothes - I wore sweats during my pregnancies. Has her nails done, so I said I didn't want anything to do with it and didn't want to go. I didn't see a point in supporting someone just for spreading their legs and giving them free sh!t because they are too stupid to use birth control.) and at the family BBQ the night before we left.
Now the BBQ was a hell all in itself. My eldest is 3 and very people friendly, but she gets into constant trouble trying to gain people's attention. She did everything from trying to drink beer, jumping in fire ant piles, throwing people's purses into a fire and one of the last straws was her pulling another little girl's hair. I popped her on the tush (not hard, just enough to freak her out) and put her in a time-out (a time-out is the worst for an attention needy child) for 2 minutes. We left soon afterwards (C didn't watch them for a good 3 days before and I just needed a break, didn't even get to eat).
The next day C had to get a rash checked out (turned out to be a fungal infection from a public pool) so I continued to watch the girls and pack up our things since we were leaving that day. Everything went well that morning with the girls, they were really behaved the entire morning during our morning ritual and even helped me pack their clothes. However, they didn't take a nap and were cranky in the car on the drive home.
We left that day (I didn't get to say goodbye, I was packing the car while C said goodbye), and drove the 3 day long trip back home. Not even 3 hours after we left, I start getting phone calls from my family, my ex's family, and C's family (amongst all of our friends). It was a VERY long trip with blizzards and cities closing down for DAYS. Probably the trip from hell. Anyways people are telling me that supposedly his Granny had messaged everyone on my facebook (which is private except to friends) saying that I had abused my kids while I was there and asking if they had ever seen anything like that. (WHAT???) Of course the answer was no, and they all were calling me to tell me about what was being said. A lot of them were angry for me.
Apparently the last HOUR we were there I was seen by someone not in anyone's family (just a cleaning lady who is friend's with C's granny), SLAP my daughter in the face and drag her to a back bedroom to beat her. (Uh, yeah right...I have a strict policy about how my kids are punished, sure) But not only was this not during the entire TWO and a half WEEKS we were there, it just so happened to be the very LAST HOUR we were there. Coincidence? Whatever.
I called my ex (who was babysitting my house for me), and asked him to remove all of the people involved from my facebook friend's list and to put my profile to private. He did (we had no idea who all was REALLY involved, and so we decided to sort it out when we got home. So far it was a he-said she-said deal, and we weren't sure if Granny was drinking at the time or if she really meant what was said. Hence we just removed C's family and decided to add them later when things were sorted).
I then start getting hate text messages (C was getting them so bad I told him to turn off his phone and focus on driving) stating "She knows what she did. She left a bad impression, congratulations. She was seen hurting the girls." Things then went from bad to worse. C decided to call them back and tell them to stop it, because it was rather childish and no one beats the kids. C's mother then did the pity party of how she is disappointed in him for being with someone who is still married and how IIII should be the one to force him to go back to college (I'm not his mother!).
Eventually she found out that she was removed on facebook and ever since then she and Granny have stated that since they were removed on facebook (to dwindle the drama) that I must be hiding something. I'm not sure how they made that leap, maybe you can tell me. Sounds like the rantings of a nutjob.
We spent over 36 hours driving, 3 nights staying in a hotel, and majority of it was spent getting bombarded from his family and everyone else. When I got home there was over 50 messages in my facebook inbox from either people that had been messaged (and didn't call me) and from his family just talking a lot of crap and insulting myself. I later found out that the whole reason this was started was because "they tried to like" me and just couldn't. Uh huh.
I then started playing damage control from the minute I got home (after the long drive I didn't even get to sleep) for about another 12 hours trying to explain to people that we are really sorry for all of the trouble, and asking them to please ignore the messages. So effectively as of today (I arrived home last night), my entire facebook list has been messaged with either insults or accusations. My ex has been called everything from unmoral to a user of C (C doesn't work mind you, I do).
Basically, I'm not sure where to go now. C has tried to stop the drama by calling and talking to them for hours. I have told them that I will contact the police if they continue to harass people and myself. (Obviously isn't stopping them since I literally JUST got a message an hour ago about how they were going to take my kids from me. HA!) I have told them that they will never have anything to do with my kids ever again and that they are NOT welcome anywhere near us. I also am on the verge of filing for a restraining order against the two of them.
So now...I have no idea what the hell to do. I'm up for suggestions if anyone has them. It just seems like C's family is a whole lot of crazy and will continue to cause problems (hence cutting them out). C, my ex, my family, my ex's family, and our friends are all on our side (everyone knows we don't abuse the girls lol). However C's family is literally being forced to draw lines in the sand. Things are going from bad to worse in a flash, and it's been 5 days or so of this.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
September 9th, 2009
So, we've officially landed in our new town. Logan, UT. There are a lot of pedophiles around here for such a small college town. The drivers aren't as crazy as the ones in Hawaii, and so far the only real problem seems to be that no one expects kids around.
It took us about 3 weeks to find a place to move into. Why, you ask? Because the only places to live around here are in singles' apartments or in couples' apartments. Meaning, no one likes or abides by kids. But, we found a place! It was either this one or another one that looked to be infested with bees and parents that don't look after their kids. Plus, the apartment itself was extremely small compared to this one.
Do people around here just think kids are pets or something? There aren't even many parks to take them to. There is really NOTHING in this town for a kid. No mini-golf, no movies (well there is one but it's a while aways), no parks really worth a shit...damn this is going to suck.
Aside from all of that, I'm going to blog mostly about my new neighbor. They are moving out, thank god. She's fat. I hate fat people. I understand if some people have a rare kidney disease and they are fat because of that...but 99% of fat people are just fat because they want to be or don't give a shit. I'm so tired of walking down the street and realizing I'm the only NON-fat person in a 50 mile radius.
She also is lazy. LAZY, fat people are the worst. They have attitudes and regularly take their shit out on other people. Hey lardo, it's not my fault you are fucking huge. Anyways...we moved in, and not two days later we had her sitting outside (in our parking spot, it's assigned) honking her horn at 6am. Yeah, you heard me. 6-fucking-am in the morning.
This is something everyone knows about me, I hate the morning. Waking me up is a bad idea. 6am is too early. Even my kids don't wake up until 8am. WTF is she thinking?? So there I am, sleeping, and all of a sudden I hear this god-awful sound. Not only did she start honking at 6am, she didn't STOP till about 7am. WTF!!!!!! By then my kids are up because of this fat cunt and I'm officially fed up with the shit. It's not like it's a long walk inside her house, she's just too lazy to get out of the fucking car!
Wanna know who she was waiting for? Yeah, so did I. She wound up eventually getting out of her car and going into her house to get whoever. I didn't get to see who it was but I heard her screaming like a banshee at the person. Intrigued, I looked out the window. It was her elderly father! And when I say elderly, I mean like 80.
It is one thing to be too lazy to get out of your car to go get say, your teenager. It is a completely different thing to be honking like that at a guy that can barely walk. Then she has the nerve to start screaming at him because he shut the trunk of her car. Are you fucking serious? I had officially had it.
I decided I was going to walk outside and give her a piece of my mind, not cause she was yelling at her dad (I could give a shit) but because she had woken me up and my kids. Unexcusable. She's lucky she peeled out of there and I haven't seen her since.
It took us about 3 weeks to find a place to move into. Why, you ask? Because the only places to live around here are in singles' apartments or in couples' apartments. Meaning, no one likes or abides by kids. But, we found a place! It was either this one or another one that looked to be infested with bees and parents that don't look after their kids. Plus, the apartment itself was extremely small compared to this one.
Do people around here just think kids are pets or something? There aren't even many parks to take them to. There is really NOTHING in this town for a kid. No mini-golf, no movies (well there is one but it's a while aways), no parks really worth a shit...damn this is going to suck.
Aside from all of that, I'm going to blog mostly about my new neighbor. They are moving out, thank god. She's fat. I hate fat people. I understand if some people have a rare kidney disease and they are fat because of that...but 99% of fat people are just fat because they want to be or don't give a shit. I'm so tired of walking down the street and realizing I'm the only NON-fat person in a 50 mile radius.
She also is lazy. LAZY, fat people are the worst. They have attitudes and regularly take their shit out on other people. Hey lardo, it's not my fault you are fucking huge. Anyways...we moved in, and not two days later we had her sitting outside (in our parking spot, it's assigned) honking her horn at 6am. Yeah, you heard me. 6-fucking-am in the morning.
This is something everyone knows about me, I hate the morning. Waking me up is a bad idea. 6am is too early. Even my kids don't wake up until 8am. WTF is she thinking?? So there I am, sleeping, and all of a sudden I hear this god-awful sound. Not only did she start honking at 6am, she didn't STOP till about 7am. WTF!!!!!! By then my kids are up because of this fat cunt and I'm officially fed up with the shit. It's not like it's a long walk inside her house, she's just too lazy to get out of the fucking car!
Wanna know who she was waiting for? Yeah, so did I. She wound up eventually getting out of her car and going into her house to get whoever. I didn't get to see who it was but I heard her screaming like a banshee at the person. Intrigued, I looked out the window. It was her elderly father! And when I say elderly, I mean like 80.
It is one thing to be too lazy to get out of your car to go get say, your teenager. It is a completely different thing to be honking like that at a guy that can barely walk. Then she has the nerve to start screaming at him because he shut the trunk of her car. Are you fucking serious? I had officially had it.
I decided I was going to walk outside and give her a piece of my mind, not cause she was yelling at her dad (I could give a shit) but because she had woken me up and my kids. Unexcusable. She's lucky she peeled out of there and I haven't seen her since.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
June, 26th, 2009
Beach day! Decided to take the girls to the beach to celebrate my eldest finally turning three years old. We had a great little party within our immediate family on her actual birthday, and then decided on Friday (today) to take her to the beach.
Does anyone else ever get tired of random strangers walking up to you and offering "helpful tips" on how to raise your kids? I don't think the general public doesn't seem to realize...these kids are NOT theirs! I don't care how you raise your kids, or how you think my daughter is a little too young to be swimming in the water. She's a pro-swimmer, has been since she was 1. She gets floaties, we keep an eye on her, and are always within 2 feet of her to make sure she doesn't "drown".
So there we were, at the beach, we had just finished getting the sunscreen on the girls. A mighty task with the little ones squirming and wanting to run right into the water. I'm pretty proud of the fact that my eldest actually WAITS now for one of us to be next to her before she takes off running, curls flying in the wind.
But this beach day was different, we had a group of 20 yr old girls laying down next to us. Most were tanning without their tops on, and let me tell you...I'm tired of seeing younger chicks with barely any clothes on, fat as hell, sitting near me. Newsflash: YOU ARE NOT ATTRACTIVE!
So there we were watching the eldest play in the waves, having a grand time like always, and one of the topless wonders walks up to me. I'm like, "ok, that's a little odd walking up to a random stranger." Then she utters the only words that I absolutely despise from non-parents. "Are you sure it's good to let her swim in the ocean without you holding onto her?"
Are you serious, you fat cow? Not only does this chick not have kids, but she is not my child's parent...so obviously she has no fucking clue that my daughter is a water baby. Also, the waves weren't even "waves" more like small little rifts. Not even waves. My husband is standing right next to her!!!
To all of you non-parents...do not openly question how another person is raising their children if they are obviously 100% safe. Unless you see a parent all out abuse a child, butt the fuck out. I'm pretty that having young children instantly labels us as "new parents" to some of the older folks, but hey guys! We have been raising our children fairly effectively since they've been born. Unless we are outright asking you for advice, do NOT give your advice out. Most of us could care less for your advice about socks, swimming, talking etc.
It's kind of like being pregnant, you don't want the entire world rubbing on your stomach. It is a gross invasion of privacy, and stepping into my "bubble". Just like with my kids, do not step within 3 feet of them and do not offer your shitty advice to me.
Does anyone else ever get tired of random strangers walking up to you and offering "helpful tips" on how to raise your kids? I don't think the general public doesn't seem to realize...these kids are NOT theirs! I don't care how you raise your kids, or how you think my daughter is a little too young to be swimming in the water. She's a pro-swimmer, has been since she was 1. She gets floaties, we keep an eye on her, and are always within 2 feet of her to make sure she doesn't "drown".
So there we were, at the beach, we had just finished getting the sunscreen on the girls. A mighty task with the little ones squirming and wanting to run right into the water. I'm pretty proud of the fact that my eldest actually WAITS now for one of us to be next to her before she takes off running, curls flying in the wind.
But this beach day was different, we had a group of 20 yr old girls laying down next to us. Most were tanning without their tops on, and let me tell you...I'm tired of seeing younger chicks with barely any clothes on, fat as hell, sitting near me. Newsflash: YOU ARE NOT ATTRACTIVE!
So there we were watching the eldest play in the waves, having a grand time like always, and one of the topless wonders walks up to me. I'm like, "ok, that's a little odd walking up to a random stranger." Then she utters the only words that I absolutely despise from non-parents. "Are you sure it's good to let her swim in the ocean without you holding onto her?"
Are you serious, you fat cow? Not only does this chick not have kids, but she is not my child's parent...so obviously she has no fucking clue that my daughter is a water baby. Also, the waves weren't even "waves" more like small little rifts. Not even waves. My husband is standing right next to her!!!
To all of you non-parents...do not openly question how another person is raising their children if they are obviously 100% safe. Unless you see a parent all out abuse a child, butt the fuck out. I'm pretty that having young children instantly labels us as "new parents" to some of the older folks, but hey guys! We have been raising our children fairly effectively since they've been born. Unless we are outright asking you for advice, do NOT give your advice out. Most of us could care less for your advice about socks, swimming, talking etc.
It's kind of like being pregnant, you don't want the entire world rubbing on your stomach. It is a gross invasion of privacy, and stepping into my "bubble". Just like with my kids, do not step within 3 feet of them and do not offer your shitty advice to me.
Friday, June 12, 2009
June 12th, 2009
I took my daughter to the park today again. I had a busy day all day, and got home with the kids in full uproar. Since it was around park time, I decided it was best just to take them out earlier and let them run out their energy before dinner.
Not many kids there, 3 total ages 6-9. Complete angels. No problems. The mother starts talking to my hubby and I about how parents in our area suck at parenting and how tired she is of it. (I agree with her 100%) Her kids are 2 of the angels, and she's keeping a close eye on them making sure they are good with my 3 yr old. No problems from them at all, so cute to watch them interact with my kid. Very gentle and helpful.
There has been a blond-headed little boy that shows up around this time, for about a week now, and he's really rough. He's about 6-7 yrs old, has no parental supervision and pushes/hits kids. He seems pretty much normal, except that he gets away with a lot of crap normal kids wouldn't if their parents were watching. Today was the same as every other day that this kid shows up. I haven't said anything for a week about his behavior because I figured eventually he'd stop or get told not to by his parents. Wrong move. Today I snapped.
For those of you wondering how my cursing works, I DO curse around my kids when I am extremely angry at something...like another parent in my face. I do NOT watch my language around them because the rest of the world curses just as much as I do. Hell, there is more cursing on TV then what comes out of my mouth. Anyone that usually tries to hold it against me are usually grasping at straws, and know they are goddamn wrong! My daughter is old enough to know that cursing is bad and mommy has a flaw. She always knows I'm not cursing at her.
Okay so my limit to attacks or hits on my kid is 3. Attack 1 - Kid shows up and runs up to the slide that my daughter is on, slides down into my daughter (and one of the other older kids that went down with her) and kicks my daughter in the face. Not kewl, but I understand it could have been a mistake. I let that one go.
Attack 2 - My daughter is sitting at the top of the slide waiting for the other kids to get off before she goes down. I taught her to wait, and not rush it because I don't want her hurting the other kids. Here comes trouble-boy again. He SHOVES my daughter really hard down the slide (mind you she's holding onto the sides of the slide trying to hold herself there, but he was stronger so she went down the slide...that's how hard he pushed). My daughter goes down the slide, and is trying to get back up off the ground.
Attack 3 - When she stands up, he comes down the slide almost immediately after pushing her and kicks her in the face again. By now, I KNOW this was NO accident. He did that ON PURPOSE because he didn't want to WAIT 10s for her to go down first. By the way, I'm rushing to her side and checking her out. She has 3 bruises on her face, dirty as hell from playing, and is crying because she's in pain. She also has 2 brusies on the insides of her arms from holding onto the slide that tightly.
I lost it. I admit it, I cursed at a child. I said "Hey, don't touch my kid, you little POS!". I'm sorry for cursing at him, but then again this has been going on for a week. So obviously, I have some held-in anger that he has yet to be punished for doing these things. Obviously I might of overreacted a little bit, but at this point hitting my kid purposely is NOT good. I pretty much just lost my cool because of the marks on her. That was the final straw for me.
The trouble-boy runs off, looks fine, and I forget about the whole thing. I'm watching the kids play again when I hear a hysterical crying boy. I look up and guess who's back! He's crying loudly, and holding his mom's hand. (She exists?!?!) She walks up and gets all up in my face. This is our yelling match, husband included.
Trouble-boy's Mom: You need to watch your language around the kids! How dare you yell at my child!
(She didn't even bother to ask WHY he was yelled at, and didn't even approach civilly..I would have responded differently otherwise.)
Me: I will say whatever the fuck I feel like whenever the goddamn hell I feel like it. Your child is abusive to the other children, and you need to keep an eye on him!
(I added more curses just to piss her off...tacky I know, but it worked. Also, free country people!)
Trouble-boy's Mom: My son is mentally handicapped and he doesn't know any better!
DH: Well if he is mentally handicapped you need to either watch him better, or put a sign on him letting know all of other parents that are putting up with him...that he IS mentally handicapped! WE are forced to babysit YOUR kid for YOU, how about you be a parent and watch it!
(He was just trying to get the point across that she wasn't watching him...who wants a raving bitch in your face like this, anyways? Talk about a drama whore)
Me: I agree with my husband. You weren't watching him, you never do. Just because your child is mentally handicapped (he seemed like a normal kid the entire week I've seen him, I don't buy that he is handicapped), retarded, or just plain stupid does NOT give him the excuse to ABUSE MY KID! You are seriously dillusional to think otherwise, and you need to learn to discipline your child. Don't come screaming at us just because he got into trouble for doing something bad, scream at your kid for hitting the other kids on the playground!
Touble-boy's Mom (while dragging her kid and walking away to the building): The rest of you kids shouldn't be here either, because SHE (pointing at me) is a BAD influence!
So cursing now makes me a bad parent and/or bad influence? The other parents there agreed with me that I was right. They had seen the entire thing. But apparently, her idiot kid is #1 and should even be #1 to the rest of us. I may curse, but I'm a fantastic parent. I think personally she just didn't like me yelling at her kid, because her kid is soooo "special".
She basically saw it as me disciplining her child, and got pissed off about it. When...she wasn't being a good parent to start with by WATCHING her child. I'm pretty sure if she got her ass outside and actually sat on the bench like the rest of us, her kid would NOT act like that. I think it's absolutely 100% WRONG NOT to discipline (either with a stern talking or a time-out) your child when they do something wrong. If they aren't told what is not allowed, they continue to do it.
This is my personal opinin on the experience. She threw out the retarded thing to get sympathy (so we'd stop arguing with her, and let her yell at us) and to excuse her child's behavior. I think she honestly saw how young we "look" (we look to be about 18-19, but we are really 26-29). She thought she could yell us into submission and that we wouldn't yell back. She was wrong, and will pay the price again if she doesn't watch her kid tomorrow.
I am 100% right in this instance. I hate parents like this. Especially the ones that completely disregard what their kid did and yell at the other parents before thinking. I overreact to a lot of things, but if it were my kid that came crying to me...I'd ask what happened. Then I asked the parent calmly. Inform the parent that I'll watch my kid closer next time, and inform my kid that although cursing is bad they did a bad thing by abusing the kids.
I'm also slightly under the impression that since the kid ran away NOT crying and didn't come back for a while that he only told his mother that I had "cursed". Not what he had done or that I had even yelled at him. That's why I thinks he walked away in a huff and was mainly focused on my cursing, not on anything her child did wrong. I'm not sure if this is correct, but even if a PARENT cursed once at an abusive kid, yell at your kid and don't make matters worse.
Not many kids there, 3 total ages 6-9. Complete angels. No problems. The mother starts talking to my hubby and I about how parents in our area suck at parenting and how tired she is of it. (I agree with her 100%) Her kids are 2 of the angels, and she's keeping a close eye on them making sure they are good with my 3 yr old. No problems from them at all, so cute to watch them interact with my kid. Very gentle and helpful.
There has been a blond-headed little boy that shows up around this time, for about a week now, and he's really rough. He's about 6-7 yrs old, has no parental supervision and pushes/hits kids. He seems pretty much normal, except that he gets away with a lot of crap normal kids wouldn't if their parents were watching. Today was the same as every other day that this kid shows up. I haven't said anything for a week about his behavior because I figured eventually he'd stop or get told not to by his parents. Wrong move. Today I snapped.
For those of you wondering how my cursing works, I DO curse around my kids when I am extremely angry at something...like another parent in my face. I do NOT watch my language around them because the rest of the world curses just as much as I do. Hell, there is more cursing on TV then what comes out of my mouth. Anyone that usually tries to hold it against me are usually grasping at straws, and know they are goddamn wrong! My daughter is old enough to know that cursing is bad and mommy has a flaw. She always knows I'm not cursing at her.
Okay so my limit to attacks or hits on my kid is 3. Attack 1 - Kid shows up and runs up to the slide that my daughter is on, slides down into my daughter (and one of the other older kids that went down with her) and kicks my daughter in the face. Not kewl, but I understand it could have been a mistake. I let that one go.
Attack 2 - My daughter is sitting at the top of the slide waiting for the other kids to get off before she goes down. I taught her to wait, and not rush it because I don't want her hurting the other kids. Here comes trouble-boy again. He SHOVES my daughter really hard down the slide (mind you she's holding onto the sides of the slide trying to hold herself there, but he was stronger so she went down the slide...that's how hard he pushed). My daughter goes down the slide, and is trying to get back up off the ground.
Attack 3 - When she stands up, he comes down the slide almost immediately after pushing her and kicks her in the face again. By now, I KNOW this was NO accident. He did that ON PURPOSE because he didn't want to WAIT 10s for her to go down first. By the way, I'm rushing to her side and checking her out. She has 3 bruises on her face, dirty as hell from playing, and is crying because she's in pain. She also has 2 brusies on the insides of her arms from holding onto the slide that tightly.
I lost it. I admit it, I cursed at a child. I said "Hey, don't touch my kid, you little POS!". I'm sorry for cursing at him, but then again this has been going on for a week. So obviously, I have some held-in anger that he has yet to be punished for doing these things. Obviously I might of overreacted a little bit, but at this point hitting my kid purposely is NOT good. I pretty much just lost my cool because of the marks on her. That was the final straw for me.
The trouble-boy runs off, looks fine, and I forget about the whole thing. I'm watching the kids play again when I hear a hysterical crying boy. I look up and guess who's back! He's crying loudly, and holding his mom's hand. (She exists?!?!) She walks up and gets all up in my face. This is our yelling match, husband included.
Trouble-boy's Mom: You need to watch your language around the kids! How dare you yell at my child!
(She didn't even bother to ask WHY he was yelled at, and didn't even approach civilly..I would have responded differently otherwise.)
Me: I will say whatever the fuck I feel like whenever the goddamn hell I feel like it. Your child is abusive to the other children, and you need to keep an eye on him!
(I added more curses just to piss her off...tacky I know, but it worked. Also, free country people!)
Trouble-boy's Mom: My son is mentally handicapped and he doesn't know any better!
DH: Well if he is mentally handicapped you need to either watch him better, or put a sign on him letting know all of other parents that are putting up with him...that he IS mentally handicapped! WE are forced to babysit YOUR kid for YOU, how about you be a parent and watch it!
(He was just trying to get the point across that she wasn't watching him...who wants a raving bitch in your face like this, anyways? Talk about a drama whore)
Me: I agree with my husband. You weren't watching him, you never do. Just because your child is mentally handicapped (he seemed like a normal kid the entire week I've seen him, I don't buy that he is handicapped), retarded, or just plain stupid does NOT give him the excuse to ABUSE MY KID! You are seriously dillusional to think otherwise, and you need to learn to discipline your child. Don't come screaming at us just because he got into trouble for doing something bad, scream at your kid for hitting the other kids on the playground!
Touble-boy's Mom (while dragging her kid and walking away to the building): The rest of you kids shouldn't be here either, because SHE (pointing at me) is a BAD influence!
So cursing now makes me a bad parent and/or bad influence? The other parents there agreed with me that I was right. They had seen the entire thing. But apparently, her idiot kid is #1 and should even be #1 to the rest of us. I may curse, but I'm a fantastic parent. I think personally she just didn't like me yelling at her kid, because her kid is soooo "special".
She basically saw it as me disciplining her child, and got pissed off about it. When...she wasn't being a good parent to start with by WATCHING her child. I'm pretty sure if she got her ass outside and actually sat on the bench like the rest of us, her kid would NOT act like that. I think it's absolutely 100% WRONG NOT to discipline (either with a stern talking or a time-out) your child when they do something wrong. If they aren't told what is not allowed, they continue to do it.
This is my personal opinin on the experience. She threw out the retarded thing to get sympathy (so we'd stop arguing with her, and let her yell at us) and to excuse her child's behavior. I think she honestly saw how young we "look" (we look to be about 18-19, but we are really 26-29). She thought she could yell us into submission and that we wouldn't yell back. She was wrong, and will pay the price again if she doesn't watch her kid tomorrow.
I am 100% right in this instance. I hate parents like this. Especially the ones that completely disregard what their kid did and yell at the other parents before thinking. I overreact to a lot of things, but if it were my kid that came crying to me...I'd ask what happened. Then I asked the parent calmly. Inform the parent that I'll watch my kid closer next time, and inform my kid that although cursing is bad they did a bad thing by abusing the kids.
I'm also slightly under the impression that since the kid ran away NOT crying and didn't come back for a while that he only told his mother that I had "cursed". Not what he had done or that I had even yelled at him. That's why I thinks he walked away in a huff and was mainly focused on my cursing, not on anything her child did wrong. I'm not sure if this is correct, but even if a PARENT cursed once at an abusive kid, yell at your kid and don't make matters worse.
June 11th, 2009
This will be my very first blog. I am very blunt and harsh with a lot of my opinions. I also curse a lot - deal with it or click the little "x" button. I feel that it is best that I rant (mostly over the internet) about terrible parents I come across. They could be parents (mostly), nannies, or just babysitters. I could care less, the ones I rant about suck!
I took my girls to the local play area today. It's a small outdoor play area that can hold about maybe 10 smaller kids total. Any child of any age can go to it, there are no restrictions. I don't agree with this, and feel there should be posted signs to limit the ages. I'll get into that in a few.
I got there about an hour before dinner time, our usual play-time. Usually there isn't that many people at the play area, but today it was packed. There were about 15 older children there (aged about 12 yrs old), 8 younger kids (ages varying from 7 months to 4 yrs old), and 5 parents. Tons of kids unsupervised, of course.
I have a firm belief that if your child cannot actively play on play equipment without your help, then you should not be bringing your child to that play area (not counting swings). Some of these other kids are rough, and if you need to hold your kid up to walk, don't take your kid here! You are impeding the other children's fun with your fat ass, and your kid is most likely going to get knocked the fuck over by some older kid! Your 6 month old kid would have just as much fun playing in your backyard, as they do being dragged all across the play equipment. This is a headache for mother's with older kiddlings.
I also believe that at a certain age your kid does NOT need you to constantly "helicopter" around them. Other parents don't like to see you blocking the slide while you watch your kid. Other parents get fed up with the way that you think YOUR kid comes first! I do not care if your kid is autistic or anything else, your kid is in a public place and definately does not come first to strangers like myself. Teach your kid to wait in line and not to push MY kid out of the way. Don't laugh when your kid hits MY child and say it's "cute". It's not cute, your kid is a brat!
On that note, when your kid reaches about the age of 7 they should NOT be playing on the younger kids' toys. Your kids threw rocks at mine today! Now my eldest thinks that is "normal". That is NOT normal. If you are going to send your kids out to play, make sure they aren't being jackasses! At least WATCH them! Don't just send them out and go "hey they are someone else's problem now". Not cool!
Now I'll describe the events that transpired. It was hell. It's always hell. Not because of my kids, but because of EVERYONE else. I may overreact about a few things, but I am VERY cautious with my kiddlings. I'm not a helicopter parent to my 3 yr old daughter, and I keep a close eye on her (just in case she wants to "fly"). I am not like the other parents in that I don't let my 1 yr old (who can barely walk on her own) play on the equipment. I let her play in the grass beside me while I watch the two of them play. Neither ever goes far, and my youngest knows the meaning of "no". I can call out a "Hey DD1 NO!" and she will stop what she is doing immediately.
We showed up, my daughter immediately grabbed her stuffy and headed for the slide. Like always. There were 4 parents on the play equipment, with their younger kids that can barely walk and 2 toddlers that obviously didn't need their "help" playing. My daughter was forced to play around the parents and kids. (By the way I love it when other parents yell at my daughter to shut up when she's squealing in delight. She's a kid, deal with it. Public outside place asshole, not your house. There is no such thing as an "inside voice" when you are OUTSIDE.)
Mind you this play equipment isn't very "stable". Having just ONE parent on it is pretty risky, so I was keeping a close eye on my kids and checking to see how stable it was the entire time. Not a good start for playtime. Not a good idea for the idiot parents to get on it, especially when majority of them are obese! At least wait until some of the kids leave and you are mostly alone before you park your fat ass on the top.
Obviously she wasn't having much fun, what with it being overpacked and the parents obviously in the goddamn way. She couldn't even make it to the slide. Some fucking jerk was blocking it. I mean a "parent" was blocking it. Guess what! His oldest kid wasn't even on the play equipment! His oldest kid was playing in the grass! Get the fuck off the play equipment! (His wife was watching and holding the other one on the equipment)
But to make matters worse, whenever she wanted to go down the slide (which is a lot!), she had to squeeze her little body past his (he was basically humping my daughter) and then go down the slide. That went on for a good 2 hours, all the while his kid is NOT on the play equipment. Pissed me off entirely. If that's not a pedophilia move, it's pretty fucking close. Do NOT make MY kid hug YOUR body just so she can play on a slide, you fucking perv!
I'm very leery of strangers around my kiddling, let's just say I was getting irritated within the first 10minutes of it. We have a ton of pedophiles living around here, so I'm very cautious. After a while though, she eventually stopped playing with the slide and started talking to the other kids on the ground.
The ground of this particular playground is made out of old rubber tires for padding on the ground. You can pick up the old pieces and move them. It's like the old playgrounds with the pieces of wood on the ground. The older kids like to throw the pieces at each other, regardless of whoever is around. I make sure I am at a good distance away with my youngest (so she doesn't get hit), and that I am making sure to tell my DD1 not to throw them too.
Another theory of: if you actually watched your fucking kid, you wouldn't be forcing your kids' bad examples on mine! I'm getting tired of telling my kid not to follow your kids' examples. IE throwing rubber pieces, climbing slides the wrong way when kids are coming down, hitting kids in the face before they even get up after going down the slide, and of course cursing!
She seemed fine after a while, but I suddenly hear the guy humping the slide call out "Don't throw that stuff!". He wasn't talking to my kid, but I was a little miffed by his yell. His kid isn't on the playground, and his other kid (prolly the age of 7months) was with his wife right next to him. So obviously, either get your kid off the playground and don't yell at other people's kids...or get yourself off the fucking equipment.
Granted, I'm a little miffed because I didn't say anything. I never really say anything about this type of thing because I don't want parents down my throat for "yelling at their kid". But in my head I'm having a conversation with myself. This is how it went down:
- "What the fuck is he complaining about, his kid shouldn't even be on the playground! Hell, his eldest isn't even nearby! Who knows where the fuck that kid went."
- "Well, if that's how he's going to yell about throwing things...maybe I should yell at him for blocking the slide and being a pervert!" (Seriously we have 90 pedophiles living in a 5 block radius of my house, I worry about it a lot)
- "I hope to god DD1 doesn't try to throw stuff today."
- "Where was his yell when HIS kid came within an inch of hitting my daughter on the slide!" (She had gone down the slide and was picking herself up. He pushed his kid down the slide - knowing my daughter was at the bottom - and I had to run fast to grab my daughter out of the way)
That's pretty much where I had to get up and scout a bit holding DD2, to make sure he wasn't yelling at my kid. Granted I was watching, but now I've been alerted to an overactive parent. New parents, aren't they cute? But basically, she was having a lot of fun, so I let her continue to play.
Aside from his wife holding the too young kid on the playground, her HUGE (about the size of my DESK) ass blocking the kids, she made a comment that pissed me off. My daughter is a little social butterfly. She doesn't really talk, but she says "hi" and jumbles words to other kids. My DD1 went up to the 7month old (remember younger sister, she's used to younger kids) and was talking. I called out to DD1 to go "play". Meaning for DD1 to leave the kid alone, and get the fuck away from crazy husband's wife. Just covering my bases, you know.
Then she says "It's fine". ?! Imagine my shock when I heard that. I know she was probably trying to be polite, but I was not a happy camper. With that one sentence she underminded what I had told MY child to do, and was basically overruling my reaction to her and her husband. I didn't WANT my kid near HER or HER KIDS! Obviously it's NOT fine.
I know I may be overreacting, but still...she underminded me in one sentence and that was enough for me to lose it and eventually leave. I dislike parents that get involved in my kids' life. I don't know them, I don't want my kid near them. End.of.story.
But aside from today, I have years of bad parents to post about. I'll post a new story tomorrow. Maybe I'll tell you about how everytime my husband goes with us to the play area, ALL the kids run up to him and call him daddy. We have yet to figure out why they do that, or why they are always trying to play with him. Seriously people, play with your fucking kids but be respectful of other people's kids!
I took my girls to the local play area today. It's a small outdoor play area that can hold about maybe 10 smaller kids total. Any child of any age can go to it, there are no restrictions. I don't agree with this, and feel there should be posted signs to limit the ages. I'll get into that in a few.
I got there about an hour before dinner time, our usual play-time. Usually there isn't that many people at the play area, but today it was packed. There were about 15 older children there (aged about 12 yrs old), 8 younger kids (ages varying from 7 months to 4 yrs old), and 5 parents. Tons of kids unsupervised, of course.
I have a firm belief that if your child cannot actively play on play equipment without your help, then you should not be bringing your child to that play area (not counting swings). Some of these other kids are rough, and if you need to hold your kid up to walk, don't take your kid here! You are impeding the other children's fun with your fat ass, and your kid is most likely going to get knocked the fuck over by some older kid! Your 6 month old kid would have just as much fun playing in your backyard, as they do being dragged all across the play equipment. This is a headache for mother's with older kiddlings.
I also believe that at a certain age your kid does NOT need you to constantly "helicopter" around them. Other parents don't like to see you blocking the slide while you watch your kid. Other parents get fed up with the way that you think YOUR kid comes first! I do not care if your kid is autistic or anything else, your kid is in a public place and definately does not come first to strangers like myself. Teach your kid to wait in line and not to push MY kid out of the way. Don't laugh when your kid hits MY child and say it's "cute". It's not cute, your kid is a brat!
On that note, when your kid reaches about the age of 7 they should NOT be playing on the younger kids' toys. Your kids threw rocks at mine today! Now my eldest thinks that is "normal". That is NOT normal. If you are going to send your kids out to play, make sure they aren't being jackasses! At least WATCH them! Don't just send them out and go "hey they are someone else's problem now". Not cool!
Now I'll describe the events that transpired. It was hell. It's always hell. Not because of my kids, but because of EVERYONE else. I may overreact about a few things, but I am VERY cautious with my kiddlings. I'm not a helicopter parent to my 3 yr old daughter, and I keep a close eye on her (just in case she wants to "fly"). I am not like the other parents in that I don't let my 1 yr old (who can barely walk on her own) play on the equipment. I let her play in the grass beside me while I watch the two of them play. Neither ever goes far, and my youngest knows the meaning of "no". I can call out a "Hey DD1 NO!" and she will stop what she is doing immediately.
We showed up, my daughter immediately grabbed her stuffy and headed for the slide. Like always. There were 4 parents on the play equipment, with their younger kids that can barely walk and 2 toddlers that obviously didn't need their "help" playing. My daughter was forced to play around the parents and kids. (By the way I love it when other parents yell at my daughter to shut up when she's squealing in delight. She's a kid, deal with it. Public outside place asshole, not your house. There is no such thing as an "inside voice" when you are OUTSIDE.)
Mind you this play equipment isn't very "stable". Having just ONE parent on it is pretty risky, so I was keeping a close eye on my kids and checking to see how stable it was the entire time. Not a good start for playtime. Not a good idea for the idiot parents to get on it, especially when majority of them are obese! At least wait until some of the kids leave and you are mostly alone before you park your fat ass on the top.
Obviously she wasn't having much fun, what with it being overpacked and the parents obviously in the goddamn way. She couldn't even make it to the slide. Some fucking jerk was blocking it. I mean a "parent" was blocking it. Guess what! His oldest kid wasn't even on the play equipment! His oldest kid was playing in the grass! Get the fuck off the play equipment! (His wife was watching and holding the other one on the equipment)
But to make matters worse, whenever she wanted to go down the slide (which is a lot!), she had to squeeze her little body past his (he was basically humping my daughter) and then go down the slide. That went on for a good 2 hours, all the while his kid is NOT on the play equipment. Pissed me off entirely. If that's not a pedophilia move, it's pretty fucking close. Do NOT make MY kid hug YOUR body just so she can play on a slide, you fucking perv!
I'm very leery of strangers around my kiddling, let's just say I was getting irritated within the first 10minutes of it. We have a ton of pedophiles living around here, so I'm very cautious. After a while though, she eventually stopped playing with the slide and started talking to the other kids on the ground.
The ground of this particular playground is made out of old rubber tires for padding on the ground. You can pick up the old pieces and move them. It's like the old playgrounds with the pieces of wood on the ground. The older kids like to throw the pieces at each other, regardless of whoever is around. I make sure I am at a good distance away with my youngest (so she doesn't get hit), and that I am making sure to tell my DD1 not to throw them too.
Another theory of: if you actually watched your fucking kid, you wouldn't be forcing your kids' bad examples on mine! I'm getting tired of telling my kid not to follow your kids' examples. IE throwing rubber pieces, climbing slides the wrong way when kids are coming down, hitting kids in the face before they even get up after going down the slide, and of course cursing!
She seemed fine after a while, but I suddenly hear the guy humping the slide call out "Don't throw that stuff!". He wasn't talking to my kid, but I was a little miffed by his yell. His kid isn't on the playground, and his other kid (prolly the age of 7months) was with his wife right next to him. So obviously, either get your kid off the playground and don't yell at other people's kids...or get yourself off the fucking equipment.
Granted, I'm a little miffed because I didn't say anything. I never really say anything about this type of thing because I don't want parents down my throat for "yelling at their kid". But in my head I'm having a conversation with myself. This is how it went down:
- "What the fuck is he complaining about, his kid shouldn't even be on the playground! Hell, his eldest isn't even nearby! Who knows where the fuck that kid went."
- "Well, if that's how he's going to yell about throwing things...maybe I should yell at him for blocking the slide and being a pervert!" (Seriously we have 90 pedophiles living in a 5 block radius of my house, I worry about it a lot)
- "I hope to god DD1 doesn't try to throw stuff today."
- "Where was his yell when HIS kid came within an inch of hitting my daughter on the slide!" (She had gone down the slide and was picking herself up. He pushed his kid down the slide - knowing my daughter was at the bottom - and I had to run fast to grab my daughter out of the way)
That's pretty much where I had to get up and scout a bit holding DD2, to make sure he wasn't yelling at my kid. Granted I was watching, but now I've been alerted to an overactive parent. New parents, aren't they cute? But basically, she was having a lot of fun, so I let her continue to play.
Aside from his wife holding the too young kid on the playground, her HUGE (about the size of my DESK) ass blocking the kids, she made a comment that pissed me off. My daughter is a little social butterfly. She doesn't really talk, but she says "hi" and jumbles words to other kids. My DD1 went up to the 7month old (remember younger sister, she's used to younger kids) and was talking. I called out to DD1 to go "play". Meaning for DD1 to leave the kid alone, and get the fuck away from crazy husband's wife. Just covering my bases, you know.
Then she says "It's fine". ?! Imagine my shock when I heard that. I know she was probably trying to be polite, but I was not a happy camper. With that one sentence she underminded what I had told MY child to do, and was basically overruling my reaction to her and her husband. I didn't WANT my kid near HER or HER KIDS! Obviously it's NOT fine.
I know I may be overreacting, but still...she underminded me in one sentence and that was enough for me to lose it and eventually leave. I dislike parents that get involved in my kids' life. I don't know them, I don't want my kid near them. End.of.story.
But aside from today, I have years of bad parents to post about. I'll post a new story tomorrow. Maybe I'll tell you about how everytime my husband goes with us to the play area, ALL the kids run up to him and call him daddy. We have yet to figure out why they do that, or why they are always trying to play with him. Seriously people, play with your fucking kids but be respectful of other people's kids!
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