Another week bites the dust.
Jul. 22nd, 2006 12:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chochiyo_samaI woke up around 8:30 and ate poached eggs and toast with my mom.
We went to the post office so I could FINALLY get that big box of upholstery fabric remnants to kat in Texas. It cost more than I thought it would. $15.00 ouch.
I got the last campers in the mail too. Charlaina and Christine when home to their mom Kathleen along with a bunch of barbies for her to customize. i have another box to send her when I get back to West Concord.
Then we hauled three of the large garbage bags of clothes that Vicki gave me over to my sister-in-law's house so she could look through them. We hung around there for a while--too long, actually, since mom and I had planned to go out for lunch today, then go to the movie You, Me, and Dupree. We didn't have time to eat, so we went to Target so I could buy cat litter. While there, I picked up a container of mixed nuts and some pretzels to eat during the movie.
We bought diet soda at the theater.
The movie was good--not great--but good. I laughed a lot.
CLICK is still the best one I've seen recently--beating out both Pirates of the Carribean AND Superman. Of course, Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom are still BOTH way way handsomer than Adam Sandler--but Adam's growing on me.
After the movie, mom and I went to Kim's house to drop off the three garbage bags of stuff and bring one of them back.
Mom and I stopped at DQ for small malts for the trip home, since we didn't get lunch. We went directly to my brother's house where we had supper. My nephew was kind of noxious tonight. I wish he'd grow out of this little shitass stage quickly.
He's so selfish and greedy. I suppose that's part of being six years old.
Jack had brought home a bunch of little rubber duckies from work--there were over a dozen of them. He let the kids take turns picking out the duck they wanted. Caleb even got to go first.
THEN, when little Cora picked out the one SHE wanted, he BAWLED and STORMED that it "wasn't fair" because she took one HE wanted.
And mom irritated me when she told him to offer to trade one to Cora for the one he wanted--because Cora will give Caleb anything he wants--and letting him get by with this kind of shit will make him a selfish little republican--taking whatever he wants, whether he is entitled to it or not and not giving a shit about anyone else's feelings.
He really pissed me off later in the evening--he wanted to play Uno, and Jack had put in Battlestar Gallactica for me to watch, knowing how bad I've wanted to see it and that *I* do not have cable.
He nagged me constantly to play Uno, and then said in the snottiest little tone of voice, "I don't think you came over here to watch that movie." Man, I wanted to backhand him.
I know mom would be pissed, but I lectured him about his tone of voice and told him, YOU DO NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT.
Then I asked him if he wanted me to take the cool knight I had given him today just CUZ and go home.
I had intended to get Cora a little Kelly doll--but the only one they had in Target was a little mini-blonde bimbette, and she already has a blond one. So, I bought a bag of peanut butter M&Ms, thinking I would give that to HER, knowing she would happily share, because she is a sharing kind of little girl.
Caleb was pissy about that too, wanting to know WHY Cora got M&Ms and HE didn't. I said, "I gave you the knight and you KNOW Cora will share those M&Ms with you."
He's such a little crybaby too--if he doesn't get EXACTLY his way he does this FAKE BAWLING shit that makes me insane.
I don't even like him around me when he acts like that.
Now, normally he is a very sweet and loveable little boy--but when he acts like such a self-centered, bullying little git, I can't stand the sight of him.
I didn't play Uno with him for a long long time--and once he had behaved himself for about an hour, I did play several games with him.
He's a smart little cookie and a good strategist. I never let him win--and he won every game!
If he can just grow out of this bawly selfish shit, he'll be a very good little guy.
We came home at about 9 pm and watched some ridiculous shit where these MORONS go ghost hunting in some castle. If I was a ghost around them, I'd crap on their heads. They spent all their time asking for the ghost to make a noise or move something so they'd know it was really there. And if they did hear a noise or something moved, they all started screeching and running about like total imbeciles.
Then after showing close ups of their own faces (ala blair witch) telling how SCARED they were, they went back and provoked the poor ghosts again by asking the same boring and ridiculous questions again and again.
If I were a ghost, I would kick every one of their asses as hard as my ectoplasm would allow.
After that, I watched some really amazing tornado video on "Storm Stories" on the Weather Channel. I love that stuff.
That's about it for me.
Nothing too exciting happened today. The highlight was seeing the movie with my mom. We haven't seen a movie together in eons.
And btw, who the hell is Despina Pavlou ??
Parents are clueless.
Date: 2006-07-22 07:31 pm (UTC)And there probably isn't anything you can do about it. He's going to grow up self-centered and expecting everything to go his way. And eventually his sister is going to wise up and wonder why he is the "chosen one" and she always gets the short end.
He is getting way too old for his spoiled, self-centered shit. In a year or two, quietly take him aside and tell him he is acting spoiled and self-centered and you don't like him when he behaves that way. You aren't going to tolerate it. And if it continues you will 1. Leave 2. Not visit as often. 3. Stop giving him things.
Then, give him a cue word. Tell him when he's behaving like a self-centered, spoiled brat you'll quietly say "the word". If his behavior doesn't improve....you're gone.
Then do it.
This is a situation where there cannot ever be "one more chance". If you allow "one more chance" you lose, he wins, and he'll never change.
A headteacher is being investigated by police after she allegedly slapped her deputy.
"Despina Pavlou, headmistress of Lord Grey comprehensive secondary school in Bletchley, Buckinghamshire, is working from home after the incident at the beginning of February. But the school's acting headteacher stressed that she has not been suspended and that the governing body is working through "management issues". "
http://www.tes.co.uk/2200419
http://www.miltonkeynes.com/news/head-teacher-allegation
BTW I notice the Headteacher's performance is tied to test scores. Big mistake.
She was also named in a lawsuit by a student, that was dismissed. The little shit was an arsonist.
http://education.guardian.co.uk/schools/story/0,,986637,00.html
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/beds/bucks/herts/3026434.stm
Re: Parents are clueless.
Date: 2006-07-22 08:48 pm (UTC)Both my brother and I gave him the "fair's fair" lecture--but my mother worships his little male godlikeness (it was the same with my brother when we were growing up, the little prince can do no wrong) and kept suggesting it until he did it.
As soon as the little fucker got his way he was all smiles and sunshine. And I couldn't stand the sight of him the rest of the night and am still feeling growly about him.
Now, the ultimate responsibility should lie with my brother who SHOULD have said "ABSOLUTELY NOT. Fair is fair. You chose FIRST. You did not choose THAT one. When it was Cora's turn SHE DID choose it, so pick another duck and shut the fuck up, you spoiled, selfish little shit."
Letting him get by with this shit only guarantees that he will continue to be a bawl-baby and a selfish little shit for an eternity.
Ha ha! What a shock that the arsonist kid tried to sue the TEACHER! Morons abound.
That's why I am in favor of post-birth abortion up to age 65 or so.
Hee hee hee!