My Single Mom Life

So last Monday, I posted about my tummy troubles and Activia.
I'm happy to say that it actually is working.
My stomach feels 100% better, I haven't had any sharp pains, no ulcer attacks at all.
Awesomeness!
The only drawback to this of course is, that in order to keep up the good effects, you have to eat at least one of these yogurts every single day.
At least they taste good.

The DGL I ordered, is not the same stuff I had the last time and it is nasty, OMG is it nasty. *gag* So I can't keep taking it. It actually made me feel sick when I chewed them. They taste horrible.
I would like to try just swallowing them but I doubt it would have the same effect. You're supposed to chew them.
Not chewing them again. Ever.

So, nothing much is happening today. I'm still sick, not as bad as yesterday, but still exhausted.
That's all for now.

Later days.

Posted by Kat at 4:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

I'm sick. Again.
I have some sort of something or other.
I have a fever, sore throat, and am dead tired exhausted.
It started yesterday. All I wanted to do all day yesterday was sleep and so I did off and on all day long.
Then during dinner, I broke out in a cold sweat and the fever started.
I was in bed at the same time the boys were.
I'm still feeling it today too. Just exhausted my throat is hurting, my voice has faded in and out a few times and I keep getting hot and cold.
My body won't make up it's mind.
Bah!

Tropical storm Ernesto turned into tropical depression Ernesto which is basically the same thing as our daily afternoon thunderstorms but they last all day long.
It didn't do anything at all here*.
We had drizzle all day and that was it.

My sister in law sent me a few pics of my nephew Sullivan on his first day of kindergarten. He has the cutest mo hawk!

I can't believe he's old enough to go to school!
Last time I physically saw him he was a tiny wee little baby.
I really need to get back "home" soon. All the kiddos are growing up so fast and I'm missing out on them.
Everyone is missing the boys too.
Soon I hope. Still just waiting for things to fall into place and hoping that will be very soon. I do not want to go back home at winter time. I don't think my body would survive the temps even for a week.
I'd be bundled like an Eskimo.

Ok, I guess it's time to go to bed. I'm exhausted but I get in there and can't sleep right away. That's why I came back out here and decided to blog.

Later days.

*I say here because it did cause flash floods in other parts of the state. They got like 4-8" inches per hour for a little while today.

What happens on the national news when they say Florida, does not mean all parts of Florida.

Posted by Kat at 11:48 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

Ernesto, (oooh la la, lovely name) is making a westward turn towards the west coast after making an east coast turn last night.
These things can never make up their minds.
But anyway, it's speed is approx. 45 mph right now and is taking better form.
It's supposed to hit the south western part of the state around 6-7pm this evening and be near me if it keeps it's current course, around midnight or so they estimate.

It's a tropical storm. I'll get some wind, mostly rain, we won't be able to flush which I'm so used to with septic systems so no big deal to me there.

Ok, what is in the extended entry is kind of funny.
It's not politically correct. I already know this. Don't email me, or comment me, telling me it's not funny.
It kind of is.
Don't like it, click the x ok?
Ok.

Posted by Kat at 4:13 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Some guy named Mike calls me up this morning and tells me my youngest son is going to be 15 minutes late coming home, they changed his bus number and route.
He gives me this bus number but nothing else.
Not my sons last name, not the school he goes to or grade he's in, or even the street he gets dropped off at.
Just hi, this is Mike, Sebastian is going to be on bus number blah blah and he will be late.

I sat dumbfounded for a second. Like, should I be worried? Is this normal?
I look up the bus depot number and call them.
I explain what the call was about and they have no idea. They transfer me to another person. He doesn't know.
Bells are going off like mad.
Did Sebastian even make it to school this morning?!
Where is my son?! I know I saw him get on the bus, I always watch him and the 3 kids at our stop get on the bus.

I get transferred to another guy. He says something about an incident with fruit on Sebastian's bus on Friday, the driver is slightly terrified of some students. Hold please.

I hold, freaking out, time is ticking away at 11:30am if my son isn't at school ya know?
Who is this Mike guy?

The supervisor comes back on and tells me the new drivers name is Mike. He was given the task of calling the parents of the kids on our street to tell them about the bus change.
"I said well look, he didn't tell me my sons last name or school or anything to identify who he was. I'm sure I sound like an over protective mother right now but shit people, identify yourselves when you call parents."
The worst possible scenarios were going through my head.

The supervisor agreed and said he would speak to Mike. That he should have identified himself and used my sons whole name and school and even old bus number so parents new the call was legit. Said now he knows what all those other calls from parents were about.

Apparently on Friday, the bus driver had a cooler full of fruit and some kids on that bus grabbed the cooler and began splatting the fruit at the windshield as she was driving.
She had to stop the bus and calm down before she could continue driving the students home.
I was assured Sebastian wasn't involved in it, but they are switching out drivers and moving the kids who were not involved to a different "safer" bus.
The old driver is on a new route and they got some hard ass crotchety driver to take the old route with the heathens on board.

I recall Sebastian telling me about some kids throwing fruit around but he never went into specifics. Probably thought I'd think he was involved.
It was one of those fast how was your day at school answers.
"School was good but the bus ride home, these kids threw some fruit. I gotta pee mom. Love ya."

Posted by Kat at 2:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

It rained on the way home whcih kinda sucked. Nothing like going over the freaking skyway in the middle of a massive downpour. That bridge is frightening enough without the inability to see added.

Oh, what did I do last night?
I went out to a party in Seminole Heights at a house and had a good time.
I really enjoy those people a lot.

Today is a quiet day. Not much going on and I like it that way.
Later days.

P.S. Private entry added.

Posted by Kat at 2:42 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

and I'm cleaning the whole house.
Laundry, dishes, floors, rugs, bathroom.
I get nutty about it when I know people will be coming over.
It's such an old house though, no matter how much I clean, some parts just never look clean.
Oh well.

Later days.

Posted by Kat at 11:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Sebastian was home sick for 2 days and he's at school today but now, Mark is home sick.
Yeah. Fun.
It's raining.
I'm cranky.
There's your update.

Posted by Kat at 12:06 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

It has been a long day but it has gone by kinda fast.
Does that make sense?

I did all my chores yesterday despite being sick.
No I don't have a cold, my ulcer has flared up again.
I expected it to sooner or later. I mean, 5 years of taking some super dee duper strong pain medications will eat away at any one's stomach lining eventually.

So now I'm back on the yogurt diet.
Yay.
I just went to the store, picked up my meds from Walgreen's, went to Publix and picked up a bunch of that Activia yogurt.
I will be eating nothing but yogurt until my stomach gets back to normal again.
I need to go to the health food store and pick up some DGL at some point but I'm trying to avoid that and I don't want more scripts for stuff.
Bah.

So anyway, that is my day.

Laters.

P.S. Shell, thanks for the snail mail newspaper.
Also, you have email. Check it.

Posted by Kat at 4:22 PM | Permalink | Comments (5)

laundry,
bathroom,
vac,
trash,
recycles.

It's another fun filled day.

Posted by Kat at 1:21 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

I feel like I'm being pulled in all directions and frankly, I'm not enjoying it. I'm resenting the hell out of it.
I like doing what I want and don't like being made to feel guilty or that I owe someone anything.
I am at my happiest when things are at my leisure know what I mean?

I get to emails when I want, I go places when I want, I talk to people when I want. I don't think it's wrong but obviously, others do.
I'm at this point and place in my life where pleasing others is coming in a very slow second.

The teens and I had this long uncomfortable talk the other night about me and dating.
They don't seem to understand that I am happy alone.
They just don't get it.
They aren't looking for me to find them a dad, they just don't think it's right for me to be alone.
I know a lot of people who are never happy alone, they have to have someone in their life to feel normal but even after they get someone, they still feel empty.
It's because they aren't happy with themselves first in my opinion.

Because of this long uncomfortable talk, I agreed to a date. Nice guy, we get along, natural progression of chit chat, friends, maybe more kinda thing but, I feel rushed now.
I feel like it would have happened eventually but out of some sort of guilt, I kinda pressed the let's do something sometime issue.
That's so not me.
I know and don't know why I did that.
I'll go and see what happens but I feel out of sorts about myself now.
Like I'm having all these weird thoughts about how I'm supposed to be.
Like everyone I know is hooked up or looking to be hooked up and gawd Kat, get with the program, you're abnormal for not wanting this.
I do and don't.
I don't want to rush things, I don't want to push things. I want it to flow smooth and easy and just happen in it's own time.
Is that weird?

I read a single moms blog today at some point, I don't even know which one. Just clicking through links from one place to another and there she was, wondering if now that she's engaged, will she have to change the title of her blog and for me, it hit me. Will I have to change the name of this place after what? Like 5-6 years of my domain name?
No, not talking marriage with this guy but it was just the progression of thoughts that went through my head.
The what if Mr. Prince Fucking Charming finally does come along, how much will I change?

I'm tired of being asked if I have a boyfriend yet. I'm tired of people trying to fix me up and the innuendos and things we say to others to take the focus off of our personal lives because people just need to know these things.
I'm surely rambling now.

I'm 6 months out of a major surgery and finding my way and figuring out what I'm physically capable of doing and people are looking at me for a miracle recovery so I can fit in and be normal and date again.

I laugh inside about it sometimes because I barely have women I call friends never mind a man to be a boyfriend.
I have trouble getting along with people as my parents were always told by teachers while I was growing up.
I admit this.
I have trouble getting along with people.
I love going out and having fun but very few people ever get close enough to me that I trust. Very few people know me by my choice.
Ladies night? Psshaw! I don't think so. That would require having to talk to other women about subjects which I don't think I should have to discuss with women I barely know.

I have two very close guy friends whom I confide in from time to time about things but never really personal things. I have one extremely close girl friend, Shell, who knows pretty much everything there is to know and pretty much every thing I have ever done.
I have one other close girl friend whom I have told things to, Jenni, and it's a constant moving up in trust deal. The more we talk, the more I divulge and vice versa.
A date, a boyfriend, would mean having to talk about myself and I don't know if I can do that just yet.
The chatter has all been surface stuff, nothing intimately personal at all.

Trust is the issue.
Betrayal has happened more often than I care to think about and I just don't know.
I just don't know if I want to play that game again.
It's risky and at this point in my life, I don't know if I can handle one more betrayal.

Last night I was chatting with this guy/kid on AIM and I just blurted out shit about life gone by that was eating away at me and all he could say was wow.
I know he won't say anything, he's never met me face to face to know anyone worth telling, it was simply a matter of saying stuff to get rid of it. Expelling the pain at hand.
Some of the things I think I can't even blog about. You'd all try to have me committed.

And then there are some recent events, people coming back into my life who I feel like they may be expecting far too much of me than I am currently willing to give.
Notice those I statements.
I feel. I think.
Don't get all upset. These are just my thoughts and I may be reading the whole situation entirely ass backwards because of past dealings with these people.
There's that betrayal again.
My guard is on duty and the heavy iron gates are well secured in place.
I feel like I'm being bribed, like I'm being asked to choose one life over another, one group of friends for another.
I am not capable of that.
I give what I feel like giving when I feel like giving it.
Don't try to push me or stretch me to thin. I will snap and it's not a pretty sight when I do.

So here I am, at this awkward place and position and not sure what to do about it all.
I'm sure I'll figure it all out, I always do, but in the mean time, I have people who are now expecting things and actions from me and I'm at a loss of what my next move(s) should be.
This is bothering me so much I didn't even keep a planned AIM chat with said date because I feel out of place and uncomfortable.
I don't even know if anyone out there who may have read all this dribble can understand anything I have written to be able to chime in and tell me how to proceed.
Undeniable dilemma.

Posted by Kat at 1:06 AM | Permalink | Comments (4)

One of my neighbors just stopped by with a friend of his and in the back of his truck they had a bunch of coolers full of deer meat. OMG YUM!
They gave me 3 huge deer roasts and a package of deer steaks.
Heaven!
I'm thawing the steaks to eat tomorrow and have some kickass roasts for another day.
Free no less.

Posted by Kat at 6:57 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

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Posted by Kat at 12:20 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Today is 6 months post op and while things get easier everyday and I improve all the time, the weather still kicks my ass.
My joints and bones ache and I swear the titanium is a conductor for temperatures. I couldn't get my back warm all day so I just laid in bed off and on with the heating pad on and then would get up and do some chores and then lay down again.

Last night for Mark's birthday, sis came over with the girls and we went to chinese like we do for every birthday, it's tradition.
The girls are getting so big and Susan is talking up a storm and Skye has the cutest curls in her hair ever.
They came over after and played for awhile.
Look at all the cuties together.

Mom, if you click on this one, it will get bigger. ;)

Not much else happening around here.
Later days.

Posted by Kat at 6:57 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Today Mark is 15. I can hardly believe it.
It seems like just yesterday he was this small.

Now he's taller than me standing in at 5'9".
He's a sophmore in High School and will be able to get his permit next week and start driving.
Ack!

Happy birthday Mark!

Posted by Kat at 2:37 PM | Permalink | Comments (7)

"God's will is directly proportional to public opinion."
[David Paul Gladden]

Posted by Kat at 11:50 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

My buddy Ian has had his new motorcycle exactly 1 week today. It's hot. Well, it was.
Last night on his way home, he was taking a corner and an armadillo darted out in front of him and he made the choice to dump his bike in grass rather than pavement.

His right arm is missing two layers of skin and his hip is sore as fuck. His bike's front end is trashed, may have engine problems.

His helmet saved his life.
It has a huge gash on it from where it skid across a storm grate, it's ruined.
But he is ok, alive, and that is all that matters.
Riders, wear your gear and ride safe.

When I see him, first thing he gets is a huge hug and then I'm gonna smack him for scaring the shit outta me.
I love that kid. I've had some of the most honest talks ever with him and he's like one of my kids, my friend. I seriously don't know what I would have done if the news was worse.

Posted by Kat at 12:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (7)

What began on January 13th 2003, is finally, really over.
I just signed the papers that will give Sebastian two lump sums of money. One on his 18th birthday and the other on his 25th birthday.
I don't understand why this stuff takes so long but I am happy to say it's finally over.
Sebastian will be able to pay for college, maybe a car on his 18th and then have a helluva a down payment on a house when he turns 25.
The money is in trust until then and no one can touch any of it. No lawyers, no doctors, no absentee parents, not even me.
As it should be.
That was one of the things I made sure of when the lawyers asked how we wanted this done, to make sure that no one but him could touch that money.
I was asked repeatedly during depositions and settlement phase, if their father knew of the trial and the settlement. No he did not.
Will he find out? It's possible so make sure he can't touch it. Put it in very clear language that only Sebastian can touch this money.
I'm relieved that this is finally over now.
I's are dotted, T's are crossed and all parties have signed.
Fin.

Posted by Kat at 4:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

I don't know what happened last night but this morning, all the clocks were flashing 12:00.
The alarm never went off.
Fuck.
The schools are very strict that if you aren't there on time, don't bother going.
I woke up and saw the flashing 12:00, grabbed my cell phone and it said 7:54am.
Fuck.
The boys get a day off. They were thrilled.
I'm not.
I think I'm just gonna have to start setting my cell alarm too so this doesn't happen again.

Posted by Kat at 8:17 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)

So I finally got around to going out and attempting to do the things I needed to do.
I needed to get a money order to mail out my script coverage payments. Apparently, you cannot pay them by CC and you cannot buy a money order with a CC either. Why? I have no fucking clue but both Publix and 7-11 said the same thing.
So, off to the ATM outside Publix, withdraw $20, go in, buy a money order for $13.82 and some food and stuff.
I was right there. Right fucking there.
Near Walgreen's.
*smacks head*
What else was I supposed to do?
Go pick up my muscle relaxers.
I was there and it didn't even cross my mind until about a half hour ago when I'm sorting all my meds for tomorrow's use and grab the bottle and oh fuck, one left.
Dammit.
Now I have to go back out again tomorrow.
*shakes head*

Then after the teens went to bed at 10pm, I went into their pc room to burn the files I need to fix my puter to disc and they were gone from the desktop.
Checked recycle bin.
Nope.
Ran a search.
Nope.
Me: Boys? I had two files on the desktop labeled xp and keygen. Where are they?
Boys: Oh, those were yours?
Me: Yes, where are they?
Boys: We deleted them, thought they were junk.
Me: Delete as in empty recycle bin and sweep?
Boys: Yup. That sweep does a good job, we cleared a whole gig!
Me: Great. Thanks. Really, thanks. Go to bed now.

Fuck!!!!
Now I have to try and get the files again and when I went to the site to get them, the site was down. Fucking fuck!
I was going to fix my pc tomorrow. I would have had all day to do it and get it right. Now I have to find files again.
Suck.

Ok. I'm gonna find something to do to take my mind off how pissed off I am.
Later days.

Posted by Kat at 10:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

I was up all night and by all night, I mean I did not even attempt to go to bed until the boys had left for school at 6:45am.
This threw off my whole days plans.
I still haven't accomplished everything I had planned to do and that sucks.

Now I'm just sort of wasting time goofing off on the net.
Let's hope I can do it all tomorrow.
Later days.

Posted by Kat at 5:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

It was just hectic around here this morning and people got to me.
It sucks being a Pisces.

The little boys next door has his 11th birthday today so we got him a cake and some presents. Made his whole day.
Every kid deserves a happy birthday.

We went and got all the rest of Mark's supplies and some dinner.
Came home and paid the bills online.
Yay! No more having to go all over the city.
Best move I ever made.

I'm tired now but can't go to bed yet.
I have things to take care of still that didn't get done because of this mornings craziness around here.
Like that massive pile of laundry.
Ugh.
Later days.

Posted by Kat at 7:03 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

I have massive cramps which are making my back hurt.
I'm hungry.
I'm tired.
I'm annoyed with people who expect me to just drop everything for them.
I have to go out tonight and get the rest of Mark's school supplies now that we have a list.
I need to come home after and pay my bills.
I need to order that gift for someone. (muchas gracias for everything)
I need to figure out dinner.
I need to start going to bed at a reasonable hour.
I need to stop talking to certain guys. (this is a biggie)
I need a nap.

Posted by Kat at 1:25 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

Sebastian had a great first day at school but I knew that he would. He loves school.
Mark, not so much.
They sent him home with a backpack that would strain a horse and 10 lists of supplies to get. Not 7 like we had thought. 10.
I hate them.

I have a million forms to fill out and sign and supply lists to tackle
and dinner to make.
Later days.

Posted by Kat at 5:22 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

And yeah, my finger got in the way. I'm tired. 5:30am is just too early to get up man.

Posted by Kat at 6:21 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

That's right. The teens shall be in bed at 10pm tonight for the first time all summer.
They will go to bed whether they like it or not and they will get big long, beautiful sleeps so they can awaken fresh and lively for their first days back at school at 5:30am.

What will I do tomorrow?
I will clean the house and revel in it's cleanliness for a full straight hours.
I will have peace and quiet.
I will watch what i want, listen to what i want.
There will be no more mom I'm bored, mom I'm hungry, mom he hit me.
Nope.
There will be silence and clean.
Ahh, the joys of first day back at school.
What moms out there will be celebrating with me tomorrow?

Posted by Kat at 8:24 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

Last night a large group of us went to Tina Tapas in Channelside.
The food was good, the restaurant was clean but the service sucked.
It was beyond bad.
Reservations were made for a party of 25 and asked if all the tables could be together.
It was nothing but problems right from the start.
They did not want to move any tables together and complained about that.
They had 2 servers for a party of 25.
At one table, the one Ian and I sat at, we had an excellent server, she was on the ball, knew who ordered what and kept track of bills.

At the much larger table, they had our server and a male server who sorry to say, was dick of the year.
He was rude to the woman who arranged our party, complaining to her about the tables and the group.
We were not loud and we came with money.
At one point he said he was mad at her.
Uh, hello?
He did not take bill notes.
Now, any server worth their salt, if they have a large party, will take bill notes if people are ordering separate checks which everyone did.
Bill notes are easy, make a note at the top of each check to identify that person with when the evening is finished. He did not.
He couldn't recall who had what and because of his mistake, he added a 20% gratuity to every one's check.
He said it was customary to do with parties of 8 or more.
We were also part of that group and were not billed the 20%.
The other big mistake was he didn't know who one check belonged to, it wasn't for much, $12, but he was so rude to the girl who made the reservations, that she ended up handing over her CC to pay the check that didn't even belong to her.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
This was his mistake. He should have sucked up that check as his fault and not pressured her into paying.

Apparently, this restaurant has had this issue before.
Just like that reviewer, we won't be going back to Tina Tapas.

Posted by Kat at 1:37 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

"People, wake up
Figure it out
Religious fanatics
Around and about
The Court House, The State House, The Congress, The White House

Criminal saints
With a "Heavenly Mission" --
A nation enraptured
By pure superstition."

["When The Lie's So Big"-Frank Zappa, "Broadway The Hard Way"]

Posted by Kat at 11:08 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

My puter has been fucked up for ages now. Months and months.
It's like beyond repairable or so I thought.
Last night while chatting with a friend, I realized I have a brand new hard drive sitting in my desk drawer.
Duh-ur.
I can now take out the offending hard drive, install the new one and then install windows xp.

You may all have a chuckle now at how long it took me to realize I could have fixed this months ago.

Posted by Kat at 11:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (4)

The sperm donor must have a new job. I actually got a child support check for $69.87.

Wow. Just think of all the things I can buy with that for the kids for school.
Good thing I wasn't counting on that to buy everything they needed.

Posted by Kat at 4:40 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

Found this joke on another site, had to share.

One day, a woman's doorbell rang. The weather was very bad. The woman opened the door, and there stood a young girl, a Jehovah's Witness, soaking wet. The woman felt sorry for her, so she asked the young woman into the house for a cup of coffee and to dry off. The woman wanted to make conversation as the two drank their hot chocolate, so she asked the Jehovah's Witness, "So, what's the message you're passing along?'" The girl stuttered and said, "I'm not sure. I never got this far."

Posted by Kat at 3:02 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

I ran out of soda last night so I'm washing down my morning pills with pink lemonade.
I hate plain water, it makes me gag for real.
But pink lemonade is bitter as fuck and so are the pills.
That was quite possibly the worst taste I have ever had in my mouth.

*gar*

Posted by Kat at 10:52 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

The teens were crazy today and after so many hours of listening to them bicker, I put them to work.
The dishes are done, the laundry, the rugs, everything is picked up, the bathroom is clean.
I sat and supervised.
They so need to go back to school.

Later days.

Posted by Kat at 10:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)

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Posted by Kat at 5:20 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Only 4 more days until school starts. I cannot wait.
The boys are at that psychotic stage where summer vacation is just too long.
They actually hit it about 2 weeks ago.
That's when the fighting set in, the constant I'm bored set in.
It's also the point where I lost my patience.

They had a good summer, they got to go to a couple of theme parks and soccer camp and parties, sleepovers, movie etc.
It's been good.
Until now.
Now I just want to duct tape them to chairs all day long and somehow fast forward to Monday morning at 5:30 am.

Who else is looking forward to school starting?

Posted by Kat at 12:34 AM | Permalink | Comments (3)

I took both of my teenage sons to see Clerks II on Wednesday and then on Sunday, I took them again and they each brought a friend.
All with parental permission of course.
I don't just go around corrupting young children at whim.

My sons are 13 and in just 14 days, one will be 15. Mark's friend is 15, and Sebastian's friend is 10. But again, I had permission to take them. I even explained to the parents that there would be racial jokes and words your kids may have never heard, there IS a donkey scene but you don't see anything, it's simply implied that the dude is blowing a donkey and still the parents all said yes, have a great time, kids behave yourselves.

Now, I got some shit from some holier than tho type who chastised my parenting over me taking kids to see it.
I shall quote the douche-bag because I know he lurks here, he can't help himself. ;)

"What quality family entertainment. What a wonderful mother they have."

Thanks! I am awesome! I, unlike many thousands of parents in this country, actually go to the movies with my kids. I watch tv with them, I watch rented movies with them.
Did you get that part? WITH THEM.
My kids are not handed $40 and sent off to the theater to be trusted to go see some PG flick, I go. You know how many kids I saw get dropped off both on Wednesday and Sunday in front of the theater and their naive mothers said have a nice time at Superman sweeties! only to watch them hop in line behind me and start giggling over sneaking in to see Clerks II? That's right, buy a ticket for Superman and sneak in to Clerks II. It's so easy to theater hop at our theater too, they don't have enough employees cuz the pay is shit.

I happen to love Smith's movies, the boys have seen them all too. Dogma is a classic movie at our house. We watch it all the time.
The boys love Smith's movies. They are funny, witty, and highly entertaining.
Nothing pisses me off more than some dill-hole who has never even watched Clerks or Clerks II, telling me what a bad mother I am.
Shut up dick weed! You haven't even seen it! How the hell can you judge a movie when you refuse to even watch it?!
I'm sure he didn't watch Dogma either, the blasphemy of it!
Lighten the fuck up, it's a thing called a movie. Some creative person has this idea, writes it down, and then puts it out there on film to share with the world.
That takes more balls than you'll ever have ass hat.

Kids get to this age when Disney isn't cutting it anymore. They can only watch PG movies so much before they want something different.
I'd rather be sitting in the seat next to my kids at the theater than just handing them money and hope that they see the movie they tell me they are going to.
My kids are honest and upfront about movies because they know I'll either go with them or rent it for them.
I'm not taking them to porn, nor am I renting porn. It's Kevin Smith for crying out loud, not Ron Jeremy and 20 big busted blonds!

The movie is hysterical and witty and oh my gosh! It's about friendship and how we impact the lives of the people we interact with on a daily basis.
And it touched on Jason Mewes battle with drug addiction that brought me to tears. Read that.
I applaud Jason for over coming his battle with drugs and alcohol and Kevin, my hat's off to you for never leaving his side.
So many people would have given up on him for some of the hell he put you through, but you stuck by this kid who just latched onto you one day and became your friend. You are both heroes in my book.

After the movie both times, all the kids and I talked about it, something else a lot of parents don't do. They just go, "Was it a good movie? Did you have fun? That's nice."
We talked about it. The racial jokes, all of it. We laughed over parts of it again and had a really good laugh about little mishap of Mikey's.
On Saturday night, Mikey, Mark and Sebastian went down to get some subs at Publix and Mikey was talking about how his dad was shooting coons. He said coon while in line at the deli and none of the kids could figure out why they were getting dirty looks.
After viewing the movie, they realized coon is a derogatory term for a black person.
His dad was shooting raccoons.
Now they get it.
See, they learned something from the movie. It wasn't just a laugh fest, it had messages in it, taught them something that if left un-taught, possibly could have gotten their asses kicked at some point.

Anyway, Clerks II is a great movie. It's obviously not for everyone but it's a great time for those people who love to laugh and have open minds.
Don't judge a movie without seeing it, and don't judge a mother because she took them to see it.

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