Man of the house

Got the Van again and I'm churning out my Christmas Carols all night long, decorating and sleeping early.

It's been pouring these past two days cause of a storm that's north of us. It's very uncommon at this season to get a storm, but with all the global warming issues, I am not surprised.

Miss C starts AIT (Berard Method) therapies this saturday. It will ten days straight worth of therapies and frankly I don't know how we're gonna do it, but by golly I got the Department of Education to pay for these therapies so I'll figure out a way.

We, True and I, still haven't figured out our Holiday rundown and frankly I miss the warmth of my lil' bitty house, so I'm hoping we'll get to spend some time in the my crib.

No matter how nice you're treated, there is no place like home.

Speaking of True, we are getting by.
Trying to be civilized and be nice and loving.
Lord knows it's hard at times, but we are surviving.

At times I just feet quite lonely frankly. This week as I was scrambling to try and get someone to drive her to her second section of AIT therapies (they are twice per day), I felt like:

"if I only had family...hell, if I only had a husband who could tell me, you know what dear, don't go to work and take care of the Kid".

but, le sigh, it is not the way it is.

Momma has to make it work.
and at the end of the day, it's momma and the Kid, lying in bed, cuddling up.

I mean, don't get me wrong, True is a swell guy and he helps out.
But it's not the same thing.

He kind of still doesn't get the amount of work I have to do in the house, at my job, with the Kid.
Just yesterday he told me I could stay over at his parent's house if the storm was really bad.

He then added: "I'm not gonna go over cause I'm tired".

I told him I couldn't go over, I had a house to attend to.

Make sure windows are locked, put towels where water seeps in...etc., etc., etc.


I guess everyone can't be happy.

As for the rest of it, Christmas is right around the corner and although I originally wanted a new Ipod (my old one was stolen), I'd settle for new car seat covers.

Cause I'm a soccer mom like that.

What's on your Christmas wishlist?

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