Adventures at the Park

When I dropped Aiden off at school this morning, his class was at the playground playing.  Trinity took off to play.  I had A-man bring her back to me and of course she threw a gigantic fit.  So, I promised if she was a good girl and took a nap, that when daddy got home we would go to the park.

I freed the children from the van and told them to run like the wind.  Aiden and Matthew are running to get to the swings so fast, next thing we see is A-man falling and water splashed up around him.  He was soaked from the waste down, Matthew got wet from the ankles down and Trinity just got her shoes wet.  I was laughing so hard I seriously thought I was about to pee on myself.  The wind was blowing about 20 mph, the weather was about 45 degrees...So, you can imagine how cold Aiden was.  After going back home for clean clothes with his dad, the fun continued.

Tony tried crossing the monkey bars and popped his shoulder; mind you the man will be 40 come July.  Trinity went down the slide so fast that she came flying off and landed hard on her rear end.  Needless to say, it was alot of fun.  Fun that my family hasn't had in a long time.

Liar and A Thief

There are two things in this world that I hate.  Those are a liar and a thief!  Which my step-son is both.

Yesterday, he came home, he blamed Aiden for taking his money out of his room.  Aiden denied that he took anything.  Now before this, Aiden did take his money and he even said he took some coins because he was gonna give it to his daddy to by him chocolate.  A 4 year old has no reason to lie and who could make up a authentic excuse like that?  Give stole coins to his father, seriously?  So anyways, I let it be known that no one was in his room to take his money; at that point my husband started looking around the house.  He was down in Matthew's room talking to him, when he decided he was gonna check Matthew's book bag. 

Note:  Matthew is grounded for 1 week because he lied about where he was going on his bike.  No TV, video games..nothing.

In the book bag he finds Matthew's game boy, a World of Warcraft magazine Tony had be looking for, a computer game called Fate and a Wii Video game with the sticker "Property of:  Marcus Whitman Junior High".  At that point he was trying to back track so fast I think he stumbled over his own words.  Mind you he was caught last week stealing his math teachers $200+ calculator.

Today, Tony takes off work to go to the school to speak with the Dean.  When he gets there Matthew had failed to turn in the game so, he was called to the office.  Tony said his blood drained from his body when he saw his father standing there.  Apparently, they had set up cameras to catch the thief because that wasn't the only game that has come up missing.  Luckily, his dad caught him before the school did.

This weekend I have to wake at 6am because Matthew has weekend detention that starts at 8am.  Not to mention he has in school suspension.  The Sheriff asked permission to "put the fear in him" and of course my husband whole-heartedly agreed.  No charges will be filed at this time.  This is his 2nd strike; 3rd strike he's out.

What a lovely Thursday this is!

Sleep Deprivation

For the past two months my husband has been fighting this cold.  He finally decided to go to the doctor to find he had a upper respiratory infection.  Needless to say, he has given his great gift of sickness to me and our girls.  For the past 3 days I have had approximately 10-15 hours of sleep.  I feel as though my head is about to hit this desk from exhaustion.  Tony is in there room trying to calm them down.  Our youngest been crying for the past hour.  I informed him though, that tonight I was getting sleep.  Last night I sleep in floor just to get them asleep.  Not again.

Don't know what else to write.  Brain is dead.

On The Hunt

I am on the hunt for a new school to attend.  Things just are not working out here at Kaplan.  The financial department calls me 1, 2, or 3 times a day, including weekends to ask for money.  I have been paying them $100.00 a month and I'm not paying anything more than that.  This is past the harassment phase. 

So, I called them this morning after speaking with my Academic Advisor and she told me I was on an automatic calling list.  I asked her if this conversation was being recorded and she said she couldn't confirm that.  So I let her know once again like along with all the other people I've spoken too about this...$100 buck a month.  That's it!  To go ahead and put a note on my account that if financial people call my house again be prepared to be cursed out because I've had a enough of this bullshit.  After that it was, "I will make a note on the account."  End of conversation.

They are worse than the credit card companies and on a good note they only call once every 6-9 months because I slip up and forget.

I AM DONE WITH KAPLAN!!

Shocked

After seeing what I just saw, I am wondering how I can continue to stay married?  My dog did not deserve that.  Don't know what else to say.  Completely blown away and pissed beyond belief.

Teenagers

Teenager.  That would just sounds horrible.  I seriously do not know how my mother made it through with me.  Granted, I was not that horrible and I did have enough common sense to talk my way out of a lie and make up wonderful school stories even though I skipped school for 2 straight weeks.  Of course it is funny now telling my mom all these stories she had no idea about.  It just makes her laugh.  She informed me, "Only you would do something like that."

My step-son is 13 years old going on 45.  I seriously don't know who is going to survive.  Him or me.  At times I just want to scream because I can't take his attitude.  It has even put a strain on my marriage and has landed me in the ER for 7 straight hours with bleeding stomach ulcers.  On Thursday we get a call from the school that he stole a $200 calculator from his math teacher.  In his words, "I accidentally stole a calculator."  You cannot accidentally steal anything.  I try my best to ignore it but it is so hard.  Alot of the problem is I can't forget what he did to my son when he was two. 

One afternoon I went to give Aiden a bath.  I forget what we were doing that day, but it was in the middle of the day so I believe we were getting ready to leave.  He turns around to get in the tub and his whole, entire back is covered in bruises.  I asked him what happen and he said Matthew hit him.  I swear on my grandmother's grave, it took all the will power in my body to not put him through a wall.  That image just stays in my head.  The trust he had with me went out the window and has never returned.

Maybe, just maybe, he might wake up one day and realize what he has is luxury compared to a lot of kids in this world.  And hopefully that wake up call comes before my marriage crumbles.

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Stabbin' Day!

Oh yay!  It's "I get to stab myself with a needle day!"  Lucky me!  I know, the sarcasm fell flat, huh? 

Today I take my Humira.  Thankfully, I only have to do it every other week for now.  I go to see my doctor next month to decide on a higher dosage or possibly lowering it.  If it was not for my children I would have surrendered to this disease a long time ago and I would have a colscopy bag on my stomach.  I have been through every possible medication they give for crohn's.  Pedinasone, Asacol, Remicade (IV infusion every 8 weeks), and now Humira. (Those drugs being the biggest)

Last year after the birth of my daughter, Arabella, things got really bad.  My body started to swell.  I had never been in so much pain in my life.  Which you may know that is not good as swelling of your body cuts off the blood circulation and can lead to limbs being cut off or even death.  So now I have a Rheumatologists on my team of doctors to help me through all this.

So far, so good.  Humira seems to being working and my arthritis isn't flaring.  Every morning I wake up I can hear my baby girl saying, "Momma, Momma" over and over again.  My other daughter I find laying next to me and my son always comes in at 7am to wake me.  They are my inspiration and my pain drifts away because of the smile they put on my face.

Anyways, its TGIF!!  Hope it's a good one!

Irritated

Once again Kaplan financial department has called.  They first started this past Saturday morning asking for money.  When the guy didn't like my answer he hung up on me.  First of all, do not call my house asking for money and then turn around and hang up on me.

So, this afternoon they called again.  I was getting ready to start my A & P I class.  Mind you I just paid them $100 a few days ago.  With this phone call, I felt sorry for the man because I didn't hold back.  First term here at Kaplan they told me I had a balance on my account.  Turns out the financial officer screwed up and I ended up having a $260 credit.  They changed my financial officer.  The newest officer they have given me will not return my emails or phone calls.  I've been trying to reach him because I'm wanting to change programs.  Now, in the forth term, I owe money again.  I told the guy all of this and I was irritated and frankly, pissed off.  I let him know real quick that I will may $100 a month until it is paid and I will pay it on my own terms not by his computer screen.

I beginning to think Kaplan isn't the school for me.  I have had nothing but financial trouble with them since I started.  Sadly, I am not the only one that has had trouble with the financial department.  I feel real sorry for the next financial person to call me from Kaplan.....they will swear they spoke with the devil!

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An Exhausted Introduction

I always hate introductions.  They can be so bland and no one ever wants to tell the real truth about themselves.  I mean who wants to tell people they are a rude jackass?  Seriously?  Thankfully, I am not a rude jackass!  I'm just a very opinionated person and could care less of how people perceive me to be.  I am who I am.  Nothing less, nothing more.

With that said, my name is Tisha Johnson.  I am 27 years old and mother to 3 children.  Aiden, 4, Trinity, 2 and Arabella, 1.  I also have a 13 year old step-son, Matthew.  I've been known to be the wicked step mother which I'm sure Matthew would agree.  I have been married almost 6 years to my husband, Tony.  He recently retired from the United States Navy in 2008 after 20 long years.  If your doing the math, yes my husband is older than me.  Twelve years to be exact.  He now works as a civilian on a Naval base.  Guess he didn't get enough the first 20 years.

Some interested facts about me: I'm hearing impaired.  At times that is very good as I can just remove my hearing aids when I don't want to listen to my husband anymore or the fighting between my kids.  Another fact: May 1, 2006 I was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease.  Many people do not know about this disease or even heard of it.  I encourage you to look it up.  To give a blunt definition...It's a very shitty disease.  I'm currently on Humira which means I get to stab myself with a needle every other week.  Joy. Joy.

Well gotta cut it short.  My husband keeps looking at me wondering if I'm ever gonna stop typing.  I reckon' he can't go to sleep without me.  Gah.  Man can't do anything without woman.