Another Monday has come about and I checked my Face Book. I don't like my son's pastor telling me he won't apologize for getting him "on his knees" what a pompous ass. I never asked him to apologize for that I wanted an apology for him NOT having him call me. That is O.K. karma ( which is real ) is a bitch and he has a son who in turn (am I dare cursing a man of God ? YES) will NOT call him when he goes out for the weekend with whomever . Just wait it is inevitable. I am going to call the Cops next time he has my son and doesn't have him call me. I didn't even know you could check where the kids were and what they were doing on Face book. I was never told that. Communication is key. When you have my kid damnit you better communicate.
I will let my son go to church again, that is where his friends are. I think it is good for him, however I won't let him go to another outing without first laying the law down with Chris his pastor. What kind of crap is that ?
He needs to take responsibility for not having kids call their parents and in this day and age you can't trust ANYONE.
I will tell you parents a story, in the 80's when "Godfather" the movie came out, my foster mother sent me to a "disney" movie which attracted a strange crowd. There was a man sitting across the aisle from me, greasy hair to his chin or longer straight brown hair, evil beady brown eyes and a white shirt and tan slacks. He looked like he had sex on his mind and I would know that because I had already been raped several times. I knew what he wanted (I am gifted) and as a child I didn't know about "sex" other than what was thrust upon me as a little girl.
So I am sitting in the back of the theatre 3 rows down and the bastard is staring at me... and staring and staring. I wave thinking he is going to leave me alone. I am scared to DEATH, my heart is pounding and I am breathing heavy, so I move- he moves I move he moves. Even though he is on the other aisle I remember it as clear as day. Finally I make a break for it and run to a mother and tell her there is a man chasing me. She looks at me dumbfounded and like I am crazy. I tear my ass off to the bathroom and the GUY follows me out of the theatre but I am too fast. He didn't know I went to the bathroom into a stall. I am sure he kidnapped kids. I never told ANYONE about that night. I hope Leska enjoyed her movie dumbass. I could have died.
This is WHY I don't trust anyone with my kids I don't like it when they go out I know what ADULTS are capable of . Death and destruction. Watch your children and the adults they go with their very lives depend on it. Think I am overreacting ? You are mistaken. I lived it I have seen it. I am not saying be paranoid but ask questions and don't just assume "the best". Check on them, check on who their friends are. Deena and Steve may have been mean at times but they kept me safe for the first time in my life. I didn't get pregnant when I was at home or do drugs ( I waited until my first husband introduced me to that crap). There is something to be said for innocence which is so quickly lost nowadays. My kids unfortunately thanks to cable know about homosexuality. I don't care if you are gay, I love EVERYONE. I just would like things to be taught by me and not Charter Internet .... you know ? I am not sexual with my husband and it isn't because any other reason than it is the wrong time. I kiss him in private, I hug everyone openly.
I am going to smoke and then start all the crap that I have to do going to make a list. Too much to do and been up since 5 woke up at 3:30 husband was running to b/r every hour. Told him to go to the damn doc. Something is not "sitting right" in his body. I had a RA test Friday, I hope I find out what is wrong hands are swelling and hurting and stiff. Whole body is stiff getting older Sucks ass ! The aging part of the body does your improved attitude and not taking shit off anyone doesn't suck. I am honest to a T always most people can't handle it. Especially stiff religious types.
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