Tuesday, March 07, 2006

The wifey isn't a morning person. Never has been. So if there's one thing the house knows, it's that YOU DON'T FUCK WITH THE WIFEY BEFORE NOON. That said, the boy decided to step to her this morning and in turn got yet another dose of parental reality.
I don't know what he's trying to accomplish by having this fucking attitude of his, but so far all he's managed to do is piss off the people who control his comings and goings, who allow for certain guilty pleasures, who stand with and support him when times are tough, and who love him unconditionally.
So why the bullshit over an alarm clock this morning?
Then again, why the bullshit over DVD cables? Why the bullshit over movies? Why the bullshit over food? Who fucking knows?
What I do know is that I'm glad he pulled the "Why does everyone think they know what's going on inside my head?" number on the wife this morning because now she can experience what I've been putting up with instead of hearing second hand information in the form of frustration. She said it best when she said "You don't think we know you? We've raised you for twelve years. I think we know you better than you know yourself right now."
One thing is for certain, if this is the role he wants to play, that's fine, but he needs to understand that there is no room for give and take. He will be treated accordingly. Maybe then we'll have a better chance at becoming reacquainted with our long lost [sic] son.


Blogger Juanita J. Sanchez said...

Teens: slow learners, aren't they? What they don't realize is that life could be soooooooo easy! Just a little more cooperation and a little less attitude and everybody would get along just fine.

6:34 PM  
Blogger [sic] said...

Isn't that the truth.

9:29 PM  

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