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So..

He called me his girlfriend.

And I did a little happy dance.

….But he didn’t see that.

He’s just a little boy

When you have a child you begin to deal with a lot of shit. And other people just have to adapt to it. Especially when they come into the house after your child has lived there for 2 years and is used to having things their way. It doesn’t matter if you are used to living on your own and living with somebody is different for you.. it matters what is different for the child. Afterall, you are the adult here. Meaning… YOU should change. Not the kid.

People need to realize.. when a baby is born, they are coming into this world not knowing anything at all. You teach them everything. So a person can never say how bad a little kid is. It is what they learn, or how they learn.

My son is bad. Yes, he is. But I know why he is, too. And it’s not really even that he is bad, it is that he is bored and he wants to explore everything. He just gets into everything and he’s hyper. I’m sorry if you can not handle my child. However, I am not sorry if you think that I should take into consideration that you have lived on your own or are used to doing what you want. I shouldn’t have to take that into thought. You knew that coming here, you would be living with my child here as well. Maybe it was a mistake, maybe it wasn’t. That’s not the issue now anyhow. I’m not saying any mistakes were made. However, I want people to realize that when there is a child involved – the child should come as number one. Not what you THE ADULT want. Sorry, but that’s how it goes.

Especially when the child in question is my son.

I can’t wait to get out of this house and in our own house where my son won’t ever get an attitude from anyone else that will make him feel unwanted. The good thing about him being so young now though, is he doesn’t realize that people give him an attitude … he doesn’t feel bad about it yet. But I feel bad for him with it, and that, believe me, starts some arguments. When we get our place I won’t have to worry about him touching other people’s things. If that’s the problem, then keep your things in your room. Again, like I’ve said before.. my son was here first. He is number one in my life and in this house. It’s just something you have to get used to. He doesn’t have to adapt to you – you are the adult, adapt to him.

And one more thing… when you want to be alone, then do that. Don’t come downstairs knowing my son will want to see you and then ignore him or get mad at every little thing he does. Go out, or stay in your room. Whatever.

My son is a huge ball of energy but he holds a lot of love inside. He is also very sensitive. He just wants to have fun and be loved. If there’s any problem with that at all, then take care of it yourself.

Here it comes..

There’s no getting away. It’s the holidays now. Officially.

Christmas is coming. I’m starting to get anxious. Have to get the kid’s layaway off the week before Christmas with that paycheck. C wants barbells… wtf is the difference??? I don’t know. I don’t know ANYTHING about that. Have to get Sarah some kinda jewelry from Kaitlen… my mom’s done. One more thing for my nephew. Wrapping paper. God..

Then is my birthday! No idea what’s going on for that. We have a Christmas Party for work on the 29th.. maybe C will go with me? Not quite sure. Sarah wants to go. And she can. I’m taking her too. There will be alcohol.

At least that’s a plus.

Shit talkers

There are so many two-faced people in this world. It’s ridiculous. I’m never telling anybody anything ever again.

So the other night C came over. And we had a great time snuggling. It was so worth it. I’m so definitely falling for this guy. It feels good.

I had to call out of work today because of the ice. Pisses me off. It would have been a 48 hour work week this week.. I could have really used the overtime. I want to go to work. Now.

I told Tas what K said about her and she wasn’t supposed to say anything. Now she’s on the phone with Shan and telling her and now it’s going to go back to RedI and then it’ll go back to K and it’ll be a whole different story that I’ll have to hear some shit about. Fun fun.

Gotta love the people I know.

My Crazy Life

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Hello, my name is Kasey, and I am superficial.

 Superficial:

1.	being at, on, or near the surface: a superficial wound.

2.	of or pertaining to the surface: superficial measurement.

3.	external or outward: a superficial resemblance.

4.	concerned with or comprehending only what is on the surface or obvious: a superficial observer.

5.	shallow; not profound or thorough: a superficial writer.

6.	apparent rather than real.

7.	insubstantial or insignificant: superficial improvements.

Hahahahaa that’s funny. So I’m shallow. Oh well.

Girls Night Out

So last night was awesome. Sarah and Kaitie came over for dinner and we just hung out around the house for a while. Then we decided that we should go out. Our “babysitters” were willing and it just seemed a fun thing to do. Even on a Thursday. Of course we weren’t expecting to have as much fun as we did, though. We figured we’d go to this newer place around here. I rarely ever go out to any place other than the pub … because that’s where I meet with C at and it’s the place I’m comfortable with pretty much.

I found my new favorite place.

We had a few drinks, had a few shots and headed to the dance floor. Sarah doesn’t dance much.. but I do. After about an hour or two she was warming up.. haha. It took her a while. But wow we had so much fun. I can’t wait to go there again.

I told C I want him to go with me one time.. but I doubt he could handle me like that. Sarah has never even really seen me dance BUT she did last night!! And god it was so much fun! I danced so much last night. Then we went to Perkins to eat.

Sarah couldn’t drive. Haha. I told her I was going to treat her to get fucked up. And it was the best night I’ve had in a long time!!! We’re going again soon. Yay!

ANYHOW! C is coming over tonight. I can’t wait to see him. Ahh I’m really starting to feel for this dude. Oh boy oh boy.. what do I do now.

Fire drill.

Okay so I went to work tonight. Right. Ya know, something I do on a daily basis. Work. Fun fun for me. So I was thinking about calling out anyway, I really didn’t want to go. I guess that’s how these things happen and why, right? Alright. We finished one job and they’re getting the next one set up. I had all my stuff done and this one was only 7 cartons. Easy. Simple. Plus I heard rumors about people being able to leave early (which of course my coordinator set straight – nobody’s leaving) so I was like OKAY so that’s fine, let’s get it done. My phone had already rang once.
…Then it rings again. I run and hide and answer it. It’s my mother. She says she wants me to get her pudding from the store in the morning. “And by the way, your son set a fire in the house.” Umm.. wait, excuse me??? My son set a fire. Oh yes, my 2 year old DEVIL set a fire in the oven. It was on, apparently, and my mother was in the bathroom and he has a habit of “accidently” throwing things in the oven. Yes, he says it’s accidents now. No, it’s not an accident when you throw something intentionally into the oven. Now my mother should know this since he threw his cell phone in there the other day that nothing is safe in this house. Nothing. Nothing at all. Again.. NOTHING!!! Okay so yeah. Anyhow.. who wants to hear their kid set a fire in the house while they’re at work? Okay, so I left work early. Nobody really believed my story.. until I showed the coord. my phone that ‘Home’ called. Yeaaaaaah okay. So yeah. That’s the story. Quick version, I’m guessing.

OH! He threw in… part of a small vacuum, a car, and cooking tongs. What a combination, eh?

…..So, should I kill him now??

White Christmas!

So it snowed. Again. And I slid all the way up the hills. Then all the way down the hills. Then into the driveway. Then my feet even slid up the steps. And I swear, for some reason, I slid right into bed too. Of course there’s no ice in the house but still… it was just a slippery night.

Anyhow. I got a text last night…
Him: “Hey what are you doing for new years? My ex roommates are wondering. They’re having a party.”
Me: “I don’t know what I’m doing yet. Is that supposed to be an invitation?”
Him: “Maybe? I was invited a few weeks ago and I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if I brought a ‘friend’. Just an idea.”

So what is THAT supposed to mean? A “friend”? Ugh. Yeah, whatever. However, also told him to tell me something I don’t know.. he tells me “Ok, how bout I want you all to myself! Almost like girlfriend material! Ok, happy now?”

..Again.. almost like? Um, what? What is almost like? God what is wrong with guys. I don’t get them.

IN OTHER NEWS..
The Spawn has killed a plant. Literally. He has a bee aka his “been”.. it’s really a massage thing that my aunt gave him because he wouldn’t leave without it. So he spilled out the plant and was playing in the dirt with it. He threw a couple things in the oven today as well. While it was on, of course. Let’s see.. what else. Oh! And he got his first “peepee hurt” today.. Ouch. He fell off of something and hurt himself and kept telling me his peepee hurts. Now that, that I felt bad for him for. I mean.. just.. ouch.

This week for work I will have about 42 hours. I have to work tonight and Wednesday night. Then off Thursday and Friday. I get paid Thursday which = $100 on layaway. Have to pay my mom. I’m thinking of getting her something special. Maybe a grandma necklace or something from Zach. Something she doesn’t know about. I also have to get one other thing for my nephew.. just not sure what. Then I am done. Maybe something for Sarah though? I don’t know if we are still getting for each other or if it’s just the kids this year. And I have no idea whatsoever about Tas… because my birthday is coming up too. And I do expect presents for my birthday. Yes, sure, call me selfish, but I don’t care! If I get you a birthday present, you get me one. That’s how it works. So do it. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Oh yes I am counting the days til my birthday!! Still don’t know what I am doing though. I know I have off that whole week though. I guess we will see what happens, right? All I know is I plan on having fun and getting presents. Hahaha.. I’m joking. I just plan on having fun.

Oh boy oh boy the spawn is calling mommy! Must go.

Speechless

So honestly I don’t know what to say to make a creative post right now. I’m upset for my friend, mad at her soon to be ex husband, and seriously wish there was something I could do to help. But they have a child. There’s nothing I can say or do. All I can do is be there for her. She’s mad at the girl.. and she should be. The girl knew he was married and still didn’t care. But I think it falls more on her husband and she should be more mad at him. I think they both deserve something, anyhow. I just wish there was something I could do to help her out and help her feel better. She’s like a sister to me and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her daughter. I love them both and it’s just killing me to see her upset.

…

C sends me texts that he should be laying next to me. And that he misses me. Can’t wait to see me. I have all these feelings too, but I haven’t really said to much. I’m scared to get too far into this not knowing what will happen. And I know that if you don’t take chances nothing will ever come.. but I’m still scared. I don’t want to totally leave myself out in the open. I really really like him, but I’ve had so many messed up “relationships”, as has he.. and I’ve messed up my share as well. I just don’t want to take the chance of getting hurt. I’m stuck.

… Have to work tonight. Overtime. I need the money.