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Oct 17, 2011

What to do…what to do?

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Amusing the photographer, Tesla

I have a few days left of fall break before it’s back to classes.  My weekend flew by with Dale and Tesla.  Tesla and I spent a good portion of Friday painting.  I painted my sculpture for art class.  We had to do a figurative piece that had personal meaning.  I created a self-portrait and painted it to reflect emotion.  We did not paint my car again like we did this day when boredom struck….hard.  http://wp.me/p1j2Ur-lV.  We spent the day with Aunt Suzie and Blaine.  Dale met us at Pinchot Park and we had a nice time.  I kept sticking Suz with Ying patrol.  He annoys her.  I laugh.

So today I have quite a list of things to accomplish:

1. Find Tesla’s dance leotard.  John already let me a message this morning because I didn’t send it Friday or this morning.  I don’t know what the heck Tesla did with the leotard or the t-shirt she had on when I picked her up from Heather.  That was the same night Heather refused to let Tesla keep her leopard stuffed animal in her bedroom at John’s.

2. This goes along with number one.  Put away all the clean laundry from the weekend.  I have 3-4 baskets of clothes.  I’ve lost count.  I only do laundry on the weekends to save on electric.  If it’s nice out, I even hang sum up to dry.  Dale thinks I’m crazy as he just drys everything.

3.  Work on my literature class presentation on “The Hellbound Heart” and the movie, Hellraiser, by Clive Barker.  I am trying to make a slideshow picture to accompany the selected portions of the book I will read aloud to class.  I love to do presentations and take front center stage…I mean class.

4. Spanish a presentation as Carl Brady with my daughters Marsha and Cindy.  Marsha is Kristin James http://www.facebook.com/kristinmischelle.  Cindy is Olivia Sederstrom. http://www.facebook.com/osederstrom.  We are having fun with this and I will eventually blog about our presentation.

5. Religion:  Cult writing.  Might blog it online.  Any suggestions out there on wtf I can write…I have many ideas:  Lady Gaga as a type of disciple.  A really wacky one with Illuminated symbols, Satanic symbols.  The “Text” in The Lady’s Guide Stones, located in GA.  At the Georgia Guide Stones are the text inscribed in many languages. http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/02/26/the-georgia-guidestones/ I actually wrote about those long before I even knew I was enrolling in this NRMs class.  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/29/gender-roles-in-new-religions/

6.  Kitchen: put away clean dishes.  (Dale washes all the dishes.  That is so awesome because I hate getting my hands wet.)  Mop floor, clear of island, finishing clearing the table.

7.  Clear coffee table of school books.  vacuum.

8. Paint my second sculpture.  I haven’t named it yet.  Will post pictures of the process.

9.  Read Sunday’s paper.  Was so busy at Pinchot Park I didn’t get to read much of it.

10.  Blog about Pinchot Park yesterday and the chainsaw carving I took pictures of all weekend.  It’s located on Druck Valley Road.

Will attempt the whole list.

Tommorrows another day,

~P.

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Oct 13, 2011

My leg is hungry

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Now these are "starving legs"

It’s been a long day on campus and I am ready to hit the road.  Fall break has officially started!  Right now my head has a mild thump and if I don’t feed my leg soon, it will evolve into a full-blown headache.

Tesla coined that cute phrase, “my leg is hungry” about a month ago.  Its stuck in my head and whenever my stomach begins to growl I blame it on my empty leg.  If Tesla is really hungry she will say “both my legs are hungry” with a silly grin on her face.  She loves to crack me up with her silly sayings.

Do you and your child have any cute phrases that only the two of you understand?  Comment them to me and let everyone in on its cuteness 🙂

Walking on empty legs,

~P.

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Oct 12, 2011

You’re on camera

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Not a phone

I now have a Kodak weather resistant, high def video camera. (on loan to me)  From this point on, whenever an exchange of Tesla is taking place I will have this camera on record.  I realize this shouldn’t be necessary but I’ve found irrational behavior to be problematic during child exchange times.

Now I know recording someone without their knowledge is illegal.  This is basically to let Heather and John know I will have the video camera with me at all times.  If conversation is needed, it will be recorded.  It’s no secret that John and Heather read my blog daily, but to be on the safe side I will verbally inform John that I am carrying a video camera.

John has had some bad experiences with being caught on tape.

Bummer dude,

~P.

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Oct 11, 2011

Smooth, Warm and Fuzzy

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Let us all rejoice!!!

Today, the drop off and pick up of Tesla went without incident!

John wasn’t home this morning when I dropped Tesla off.  He had left at 7 a.m. to work on a moving job.  Tesla hopped out of the back of the car after giving me a kiss and hug.  Yes, the BACK seat of the car.  She begrudgingly sat in the rear after I told her it was a matter of her safety.  There was no signs of Heather outside and I was thrilled.

The pickup was just as smooth.  Heather wasn’t home that I could tell.  Tesla came out and immediately wanted to sit in the front.  John started in with “you have to sit in the back” before I could even get a word out.  I sent Tesla back into the house for her book bag.  I’m not sure why I have to ASK for her book bag, but I think it’s important that I get to look at the contents as John and Heather do.

Tesla and I stopped at Rutter’s to see her brother, Jarrid.  I got my birthday hug from Jarrid and he quizzed me on how school was going.  I find that very amusing.  I ran back out to the car and grabbed the two most recent issues of The Spartan.  He was proud of me for making the front page on both editions.  It makes me warm and fuzzy inside that my son is proud of me.

Now Tesla and I are kicked back on Dale’s couch.  Contrary to Heather’s beliefs, Dale has moved in and brought all his possessions with him.  Tesla and I have comforts now that we didn’t have before, such as a washer and dryer and a couch.  I went from having a camper mattress on the floor to having a KING SIZE bed again.  Heather sleeps on my old king size bed now.  Hope she doesn’t mind all that DNA that’s been left behind, obviously not all by me.

Well, my Spanish tutor has arrived and Tesla has a play date with Amanta.

Adios,

~P.

 

 

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Oct 10, 2011

I love my dog, you Heather…not so much

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Heather, you get on my nerves. Thank God I am experienced at blocking out the annoying people.  I started practicing that in middle school, actively blocking out my father’s constant barking.

I don’t understand why you have to keep butting into my business.  If I’m not doing something correctly, the ONLY person who should say anything to me is my husband.  You know, that man you live with.  Have you become his mouth piece?  Anyone who knows John will vouch that he is a man who loves to talk.  He will blab away to anyone about anything.

So why is he all tongued-tied now?  Does he send you up to my car with instructions on what to say to me?  Do you do all the talking these days?  I know you do all the note writing as the errors make that clear.  You may actually write better than John though.  Scary thought….

Do me a favor, keep fixing up those flower beds and making my house look pretty.  That kind of stuff helps the house sell.  I’m willing to bet it’s your money being spent on this make-over.  Tammy Zech once redid the flower beds at my house.  Kelly Liek did too.  Kelly dropped about $10,000 into remodeling my house and what did she get for it?  Cheated on.  Neither the flowers or the girlfriends lastest very long.

We don’t need to speak.  If you MUST speak to me, do so when Tesla is not present.  For example, at gymnastics.  Last week you spent about half your time sitting with your daughter and the other half chatting it up with some dude.  You told him at the end of class it was nice talking to him.  I was sitting there the whole time, yet not once did you say “Pattie could we talk for a moment while the girls are practicing?”  The dude was good-looking, I agree.  I bet if John had been at gymnastics instead of playing ball, you wouldn’t have been so friendly with another man.  That is a big no-no.

Also, if you are going to call me a bitch, you should refer to me as The Bitch.

Tick Tock goes your clock,

~P.

 

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Oct 10, 2011

Oh what a Happy Birthday

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I turned 41 today.  Ying turned 3.  I’m waiting for Ying to catch up to me in age.

My day started great!  Reading comments on my blog and birthday wishes on Facebook.  Dale and I left to pick up Tesla at 11:30 AM.  We arrived to get Tesla a little bit after noon.  I was disappointed that John hadn’t bothered to dress Tesla up a little bit.  When I asked her if she had pajama pants on, Heather yelled up to the car, “They’re pants!  Not pajamas!”

Pajamas or pants?

So Tesla climbed in the front seat and I fastened her seat belt over her booster seat.  Heather came up and began to inform me that I can’t let Tesla sit in the front because it is against the law.  I honestly don’t know if it IS against the law or not.  She’s about 60 lbs and the seatbelt fits her in all the right places.  Even if I am ignorant of the law, why the hell is Heather up in my grill about it?  Didn’t she learn in Child First classes that it’s not appropriate to bitch a child’s mom out in front of them?
She also informed me that Tesla’s letters were in the birthday gift bag.  I checked it out later and it’s obvious to me that HEATHER likes to add her own comments on my daughter’s school papers.
I'm certain Tesla's teacher is NOT writing me these type of notes.

Just for the record, I never received a first copy and I know I didn’t LOSS it.

My birthday gift from Tesla was a framed picture.  She is growing up sooooo fast!!

Pretty as a Rose

Yo Gabba Gabba was awesome!  Drew and Tesla loved it.  Heck, I loved it.  Dale, well he was with us and a bit confused…

I forgot my phone when we left for the show.  John called 8 times.  I’m glad I forgot my phone.

Nobody was home,

~P.

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Oct 8, 2011

Got skeletons?

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Is your closet crowded?

Everyone has skeletons in their closet.  Some have many hiding out, hoping to never see the light of day.  Others just have a few and those skeletons wouldn’t even cause an eyebrow to be raised.

Then there are the Delauter/Crider skeletons.  I am SO ready to “write my guts out” but I can’t.  First off, I have my daughter to take into consideration.  Second, my future ex-hubby will have a complete meltdown.  I will someday write about the past, but for now I’m sticking to the present.

The present is screwed up enough to write a blog about….my readers will just have to be patient for the book.  “I used to drive a Mercedes”

I hear something knocking on the closet door…

…..lemme out!  lemme out!

~P.

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Oct 8, 2011

Heather, are you cozy?

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Dear Heather,

How are things going honey?  I get the impression, “it’s not been all that great.”

I feel for ya.  Been there, done that.  Plus all your children, each affected by you moving in with John.  My sons eventually, were just disgusted with me for trying to get things right, but not living up to John’s standards.

You feeling secure in your relationship with my husband? ‘Cause if you are, you really need to rethink that one.  Your moving into my house, with children so quickly, just shows me how little you know John.

Just what I’m thinking these days.  Words get around.

Don’t get to cozy…I know John.

Good Luck!

~P.

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Oct 8, 2011

Yesterday, I cut my nails and….

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now I miss them.  For soooo many reasons.

1. They look pretty long.

2.  They were useful tools.

3. Sex

That’s a good top three.  🙂

They do look pretty when they are long, especially when someone else, more talented than me, uses them as their medium.

I could pick things up easier with a little more length.

Long nails are great stimulators when applied to skin during sex.  I like scratching and jagging someones skin.  As long as that someone likes the sensation, there’s no harm, no foul.  I wouldn’t want my skin really scratched up, but I’ve found there are others who do.

I won’t mention any names, but from experience, I know some people want to feel their skin torn, scratches that will heal over time…a pleasurable healing process.  A brief, daily reminder of an exciting experience until the wound is healed, and left yearning for another breaking of the skin.

I bite too,

~P.

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Oct 8, 2011

John’s personal property

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Sunday is my birthday.  Sunday is Ying’s birthday.  Sunday will be three long years since my husband filed for divorce.  Wow…3 freaking years and I am still married and see no end in the future.  Whoever said “after 2 years you are automatically divorced” was full of shit.

With my birthday coming up, I’m reminded, I am not getting any younger.  Though, like fine wine, I am getting better.    I feel better about myself.  I think clearer.  I’ve grown smarter and wiser.  I know what I want in my life and it starts with a D.

Three years caught in the divorce process.  I’m not even talking about me, I’m talking about Tesla.  For more than half her life, her father has been putting off divorcing her mother.  Not because there’s a chance of reconciliation, but because her father hopes I fade away, leave quietly, wear down, etc.

That’s not going to happen.  Every night I say a prayer of thanks to God for granting me another day on this earth.  Life is worth living, no matter how bad things seem.

Kick me when I’m down.  Steam roll over me.  Threaten my future.  Humiliate me.  Ruin my finances.  Replace me.

Bitterman, with no hair….I never needed you, but I loved you.  I hope you can never forget that.

For my birthday, I am giving myself a gift.  A very cheap gift compared to the one’s John used to give me, but this gift makes a statement.

I had this done the night before John and I got married back in 2005.  It was supposed to be a surprise the next day.

What was I thinking?!

When I showed it to John the night before we got hitched,  because he insisted on knowing where I had been with his brother Tim…I had to show him…and he said, “Why didn’t you get a ‘John’s personal property’ tattoo?”  I knew at that moment it had been a “bad idea”.

So back to my birthday present this weekend, I want to get “Was” tattooed above it.

Thoughts?

~P.

 

 

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