Sucks.

So yesterday I got the mail on the way home and looks like I won't have to clean anything for a visit from my dad. My step mom sent us a gift card and the kid checks in the mail. Not even in a Christmas card.

I know I sound ungrateful but if it wasn't for the kids I think I would have just sent them back.

Will they some day realize it's time I want not gifts? They probably already know and don't even care.

So their presents are sitting under my tree. What do I do with them? Drop them off? I think I might just opened them up and use them myself. I'm so glad I put so much effort into looking for things I thought they might like and enjoy.

Let's Be Merry

Merry Be-lated Christmas and Happy New Years!

yeah yeah yeah.

So my family and everyone I know now reads my real blog so I must go underground. I have so much to vent about! Little secrets and things to get off my chest! I need a place to let it fly!

First up and foremost. My daughter is now bi-sexual and has an online girlfriend. She is going to see this online girlfriend next week. FOR THREE WEEKS. I'm supposed to just be ok with this but I'm having a really hard time. My husband doesn't know that his daughter is dating another girl.

AND the girl has her ears gauged. REALLY? Like that is going to help matters.

I'm really hoping that said girl is not really some crazy person and going to hold my daughter hostage in a dungeon somewhere while she has her way with her.

I'm also hoping that things just don't work out and she comes back home and goes back to dating men. That would be nice. While I don't want to be a grandmother anytime soon, I'd really like to get back on the track of her being a normal teenage college student with crappy boyfriends and hopes for the future.

Call me old fashioned.

In other news I'm totally PISSED that my Dad is not interested in spending any holiday time with me. I am thinking of taking his present back if I do not hear from him this weekend. Fuck him. I'm done putting myself out there to be ignored. I'm the only fucking kid he has and he can't find time in his busy shedule to be a dad and grandfather.  It's ok I don't need him. I have a perfectly awesome step dad who doesn't mind stepping up to the plate AT ALL.

Of course I can't vent about this on my real blog because my step mom now follows me everywhere in social media. I.cant.get.away. Yet she doesn't really want to be apart of my life, go figure.

I'm so glad it's Friday and I can spend my weekend folding 12 loads of fucking laundry on the couch while my husband controls the TV. I think I'll maybe stop by the liquor store on the way home and stock up for the weekend.