Dear BITTER TROLL;

Drunk-dialing my cell phone at 1:25 AM in the morning, because you no longer have HIS, really serves no purpose. Well it did serve one; to remind me to turn it OFF when we go to bed at night. I ignored the last time you drunk dialed at 2:55 AM one morning, seeing it as pathetic and sad. But now, you’re starting to piss me off.

Part of me very much wants to print your full name and where you work with a reference to the 4-part series of the Hell you helped put us through. But I’ll save us both any more drama by turning off the cell. And give you the same piece of advice I gave you long ago.

FIND A GOOD SHRINK, and move on with your life! It’s slipping away rather fast, taking into account your age. You need not worry about Kevin, I take very good care of him. As he does me.

One more time, and do read this slowly. YOU. ARE. NO. LONGER. PART. OF. HIS. LIFE. NOR. WILL. YOU. EVER. BE. Now quit living in the past, and move on.

Conversation on the drive into school:

Me: You know Riley, we have an appointment with the principal, to discuss whether he feels you should be held back in 4th grade, or whether you have learned enough to move on.

Riley: I don’t need to be held back. I’m in Kumon, and am going to summer school this year. I WANT to go to summer school!

Me: You haven’t wanted to go in the past, what’s changed?

Riley: There are a lot of cute dumb blondes that go to summer school.

Me: What?!

Riley: *smirk*

Tayler: They just call me dumb blonde in my class.

sidenote: I don’t tell blonde jokes. Neither does my husband or X. Tayler has straight A’s.Why does she say this like it’s a badge of honor? Where the HELL do they come up with this stuff?

Dear MSN Hotmail:

Your service sucks ass! I pay for all this extra storage, and since I became a PAYING customer the service has gotten WORSE!!! This morning, I know for a fact that I have four missing emails, that were sent by 6:30 AM! Where are they? Yesterday I received an email that was sent by a friend twice, before it got to me the third time.

I have a g-mail, I don’t need hotmail. I have an ISP email. With this much competition, you would think that you would want to provide good service. So to whom it may concern: My g-mail account will be my primary account now. (Thanks DB)

Day Two:

Even though I was awakened at 1:25 AM by a drunk dialer, we still managed to get up at 4:45 AM and hit the pavement for our morning walk. Something tells me I will be in bed at the same time the kids go down tonight.

Is it bedtime yet?