Visit to the PoPo

November has been nothing short of a whirlwind of emotions! Parties for the bossman who is now officially retired, which I still thinks sucks, but I guess after you put in 33 years..... you deserve to relax. Still sucks! And after all that celebrating ......somehow my 29+10+1 birthday sneaked up on me!!! Math is so over next year I am back to being just 29....forget all those extra numbers!!! I guess it wasnt so bad ......I had a pink, pig, pricess party at work ....and then a pink, princess party at home! It was a pink wonderland ~ so maybe ....just maybe... I will do it again next year!!! Ha - still only going to be 29 thou!!!

The Prince .....well what can I say.....he is the same, still hasn't written his novel  ............nor anything else! Hell - I could fill up 3 friggen novels just from the past several weeks!!! PC ended up with lice -  ( i know , I know...start scratching your head now - makes me itchy just thinking about it) which as you can image with his many "issues" tripled the normal effect of "OMG- lice" to about 100 times worse then you can ever even begin to image........ this happened a week before Thanksgiving Break - then  his pop pop came over with some trusty scissors and did some fancy Edward Scissorhands on him .........and well he HATES his haircut and  is never going back to school (or anywhere else)  ...until it grows back!! Really he hates it because you can actually see he has a face underneath all that hair!!! Oh joy...... now I get to see the perpetual scowl on his face clear now ~ before I was just guessing what he looked like!!

Thanksgiving was a disaster - 10 minutes before we were to leave to go to dinner ...PC had a complete meltdown ...and wouldn't go .....WTF??? Needless to say ..............none of us went - I dropped off what I was assigned to bring to dinner - no sense ruining everyone holiday ...and then I came home and had a bag of Apple Chips............nothing says "Happy Thanksgiving" than a bag of yummy Apple Chips right? Oh well....its got to be better for my waist line (which is rapidly growing) then a turkey dinner with all the trimmings right?

So here we are ... school starts back up again tomorrow ...and with the mere mention of those horrible words ............. "School Tomorrow" and we have had another meltdown!!! FTLOG ~ when will this ever end??!!! The hubster called me to pick up the Prince who was supposed to be helping renovate a house they are working on  .............but hubster  muttered those magic words ......"School" and  it caused a major malfunction ..... So off  I went to pick him up and lets just say ............I wont be winning any "Mother of the Year" awards today......... ( not like I am up for nomination or anything). We have tried to explain that if he doesn't go to school...then either "WE" will end up in jail for NOT sending him ...or he will end up there for NOT going! It doesn't seem to phase him that "we" could go to jail"(I'm sure he thinks that would be great - he could get on the computer anytime he wants and have pizza for breakfast, lunch and dinner)  so as I was in the car driving ..with the Prince in the back seat not speaking to me .......I started thinking ...well would it phase him to think HE would be going to jail instead?? The things that make you hummm...

It wasn't until we were all the way downtown almost to the Police Station (yes , I seriously drove there) that the Prince spoke ..."Where are we going?" I choose to take a play out of his own playbook and not answer and he asked again only louder ... finally as we rounded the corner and there it was The Police Station - I looked up and in the mirror (and very calmly I might add) I  said "Well I am skipping this step for tomorrow......I am bringing you to the police they don't have to come to the house and arrest you for refusing to go to school tomorrow morning" (I mean really .....after all...... what would the neighbors say if the cops showed up?) 

Did it affect him? I won't really know until tomorrow morning comes .when its time to poke the bear and get him up and ready ......... but he looked up at the looming station and said "No, please, just take me home, I am going to school tomorrow, I am, Please just go home"! I know ... I know... just breathe.... this too shall pass........ he will out grow it.....and blah, blah, blah .....

19,994 more words to go ......

Don't they say we write our own chapter in life? Ha - I beg to differ I would be writing about unicorns, glitter and puppies dog tails ..... And not this horror story of the teenage years (in my case ...its been much longer then teen years)!!!! I'd like to say it's the age, that these teenagers suck the life right outta ya.....but I think it might just be my bundle of joy!!

Clearly I didn't get this parenting job right - maybe they should have asked for references before they handed me that blue bundle of joy  - before they said " here take him home - he's yours to keep and to screw up" and I am pretty a sure he is to old to drop off at the fire station ~ and he knows his way home!!

I had my first teacher conference the other day ...... nothing like sitting in a room of teachers, who are looking at you for  answers on how to make your child respond, listen to them...and get his work done..... Um hello..... That's why I am here!!! I am the one seeking advice - so nope .....I got nada for you!!!! After surviving the 1st week of school ,the battle became daily over homework, which the Prince rarely does any, when he decides to do it, he does it half ass - and forgets to turn it in, or the hubs sits and gets it done ( he is way more patient then I am for that)!!! OMG how I hate homework!!! And I have openly admitted to the teachers, I have no idea how to do some of it ( like the math) without sitting down and learning Algebra all over again......Seriously.....When have I ever used it????NEVER that's when!!! Obviously I am not smarter then an 8th grader!!!

 I voiced my concern that he "we"  would have to repeat 8th grade again because he isn't doing his work or making the grades...and I quote from the principal ......" Oh there's no danger there, his assessment scores are way to high, even if he never did another ounce of work the rest of the year, he would be promoted". WTH??? I blurted out " Well don't tell him that"!!!! So here I am contemplating that statement .....should I just stop fretting all together over homework and let him figure this out all on his own??? Stop letting homework issues become ground zero at our house??? It would certainly make evenings more pleasant at our house, if we were not in a constant battle over it!
Ughhhh what a tangle web we weave as parents!!! Why isn't there a handbook for these difficult creatures!! I know .... I know.... There are a. million books out there .... But I need one that is specific to my Prince Charming....and let me tell you...there isn't one!!!! And obviously I would be writing the "What NOT To Do " version of it!

Oh and talk about writing ....apparently PC is suppose to be writing a novel, yep writing a novel, for this class project .... They have been "supposed" to be working on it all week at school ...(he has been THINKING ....and NOT writing)  want to know how many words he needs to have by tomorrow (according to him) 20,000 many does he have .....6 ....(and they aren't really the words for his novel but names and location) ...... hummm if my math is correct on this one he needs 19,994 more words!!! OMG ~ guess what he's doing ....."He's THINKING" .....THINKING of what to write!!! WTH??? Stop thinking and start writing!!! (Insert screaming mother here) ...............