I have had a crazy week. I'm not going to write about it because it will take too long but to sum it up. Troy got arrested because of some low life jerk named Steve Hage (I have been calculating my revenge all week. I need to stop that it's not healthy plus I can't sleep) It all turned out ok but I'm still pissed.
Between Troy's warrant for $6,000, city fines, the rain (which finally stopped so my husband can go to work) you would think Heavenly Father would say "Janis has had enough for the moment let's give her a break." oh no. I have reached my limit. I am as we speak sharpening my best knife to slit my wrists. I borrowed my sister's pressure cooker to try it out. As I was cooking Irelynn kept disobeying me so I sent her to time out. Right away she started crying that she needed to go potty. Thinking that she was just trying to manipulate me into getting off time out I told her I don't care pee your pants you are staying there. Next thing I know she did infact pee her pants. As I am dealing with the pee all over the bench, floor and inside Troy's work boots (I'm glad she peed inside the boot. It's a little comic relief from my terrible night!) I start to smell something burning. My dinner totally burned and now I have to scour my sister's pot like mad or buy her a new pot. Side note we researched it online to see what gets off burnt food and apparently soaking it over night in a little water and a dryer sheet is supposed to take it right off. I'll let you know. Irelynn then proceeds to tell me "mom you told me to pee my pants and that's bad. You should've told me to go to the bathroom because it's bad to pee your pants..." Why did she have to pick now to start to listen to what I tell her to do. I need to be taken to the back and put out of my misery
Last night I went out with the girls to celebrate my birthday. It was so fun to get together with everyone. We went to BJ's and then we went to see Fools Gold. So I don't know what I thought of the movie. I spent most of the time twisting and turning in my seat trying to get comfortable. I think that was more due to the fact that the girl behind me kept kicking my chair. I left the theater wondering if I liked the movie or not. I'm still wondering whether I would recomend it to someone. In the show Best Week Ever they make fun of Mathew Mcconaughey's eye acting which kind of helped ruin the movie for me. I felt dumb as I sat there laughing about the over the top eyes and people would look at me like this isn't a funny part why are you laughing. Over all I think I was more bored than entertained by the movie. And of course no girls night would be complete without some crazy making me call the cops. You all know about the masterbater from the last girls night. Well as Jacille and I were driving home a girl runs in front of the truck screaming help me as some ghetto thug life guy was chasing her. We turned around and called the cops. Rocklin cops sent every officer they had. I think they were excited about some action. We stayed with the girl until the cops came. Apparently she had gone to a concert with this guy and he told her he could kill her and throw her in the bushes and no one would know where she was. She says he then unhooked her seatbelt and pushed her out of the car. Like a dummy he stayed pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the cops to arrive. So I don't know how true her story really was. She seemed like she was in a panic when she was trying to get us to pull over but her story kept changing so many times. So it was an eventful night and calling 911 on my cell phone worked. I got right through.
Tomorrow I'm going to be 30! It's weird that I am leaving my 20's. It sounds so old but I still feel like I'm 24 and then I take a picture and see the wrinkles around my eyes and my sagging jowels and remember "no I really am 30"
Kalaya is sick and it is so nice. I feel like a bad mom saying that but she is actually sitting still and cuddling with me. It's nice not to have a crazy on the go demon child. She will sit in my lap and she keeps kissing me and I don't get my face pinched off or bit afterwards (she retalliates if you kiss her by pinching or biting your face) although she is not too sick to scream her lungs out at Troy for trying to hold her or take her away from mommy. She wants nothing to do with him. Too bad now I can't do any housework because she won't let me put her down or pass her off. He's going to have to clean the house all by himself today.
