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Tuesday, January 16, 2007

So DAMN mad, I could punch out the pope!

Not really. I would never punch the Pope for pete's sake. What kind of Christian would I be? Gee whiz.


I wonder if all this attention I give him on my blog feeds his obsessive need to control me?

He deserves consequences. BIG ones!

It doesn't look like he's going to get what he needs. A good kick in the butt would be a nice start.

I just got off the phone with his dad. Me and his dad have always had an unusual relationship. I never hold back in telling him exactly how I feel. This time was no exception.
His reaction was, "I love my son and I want him to get his life straightened out."

Yeah, I've wanted that for a long time too. Wantin aint gettin.

I'm not saying I want him to lose his job, but he should have a long time ago. His job is enabling him. He doesn't appreciate the easy job he has. He actually wanted me to call work this morning and lie to them about his wearabouts.

Hello, hi.. uhm, this is Kathy, I'm sorry MB's not going to be able to come into work today because HE'S IN JAIL!

I wasn't going to lie. They have bent over backwards for him. He has been a good employee (not including the last year.) Right now he has no common sense and I've decided it's a waste of time to talk to him.

Looks like his drivers license is only restricted for the next 4 months and the truck might actually be covered under our insurance. See what I mean...he's getting off easy. He didn't kill anyone this time...but next time??

ENOUGH!!

Enough attention Michael. No more soup for you!

I took our dog, Valena to the vet today. She is going to be fixed and have her shots. My poor puppy. She's such a good dog. Honestly, her personality is number 1.

This afternoon Megan and I went over to Denise's house. She lives more in the woodys part of this beautiful place. We all went for a hike on a trail by her house. It was gorgeous. I loved spending time with my friend. It was good for us to get out in the fresh air. Megan also liked spending time with her friend, Emma, Denise's daughter.

5 Comments:

Blogger just ducky said...

It's hard...I understand both your point of view and MB's dad's point of view. It is wonderful that he loves his son. There is, however, a point when loving turns into enabling and at that point it becomes unhealthy. We all have to eventually stand on our own, accept responsibility for all we do---both good and bad, and make amends for any bad that we've done. No one can do this for us. No one can take away the sting of the pain or the heaviness of the burden. That's God's job.

I think you did the right thing by choosing not to lie. MB needs to do this on his own. It's time.

Kathy---I know you will understand and hopefully smile right now if I say......Say Cheese!

---C

7:17 PM

 
Blogger Kathy said...

I am laughing! You gotta laugh.

7:30 PM

 
Blogger Lucia said...

Golly, Kathy, I don't know. I've said I'm thinking of you so many times I wonder if you're tired of hearing it. My dad is an alcoholic, sober almost 20 years now. He didn't hit bottom, didn't get in an accident or anything, just decided he was tired of wasting so much time and not being all he should be. I hope MB gets to that place soon, without doing too much damage along the way. And I hope you find happier times: you deserve them, with that great heart of yours.

Can I tell you something to try to make you smile? When I read "I wonder if all this attention I give him..." my first thought was, "wait, I don't remember her talking about the pope before..." then I realized my mistake. MB looms very large in your thoughts, it seems, so that "he" (small h) couldn't mean anyone else. May he (MB!) get back to normal size soon.

4:57 PM

 
Blogger Kathy said...

thanks lucia, that did make me smile. yes, MB has been on my mind to much lately. I'm sure he likes that..even if it is negative.
I'm forcing myself to push him off the main stage and refocus on what needs to be done.

I'm sorta hoping God will bring someone into my life who needs my help. A distraction? No, more like a leason to teach me that my problems aren't so big.

10:30 AM

 
Blogger Lucia said...

The thing is, Kathy, the stuff you're dealing with is big and hard. The only thing you can do is take joy in your kids, your friends, your work, your faith, in whatever makes you joyful. That might include helping someone too, but (this was on some other blog today, I forget where I saw it, but it's so apropos I just have to steal it) put on your own oxygen mask first. If you can't breathe you can't help anyone else.

Also, when your perspective is skewed it's probably good to hang back and not jump into anything you can't easily get out of. It may not look the same up close.

6:10 PM

 

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