Past my bedtime :)

Well its been awhile since I've posted so I figured I might as well. I only got like 5 hrs of sleep last night because I had insomnia and stayed up until 4 am watching the movie Panic Room with Jodie Foster (only saw the last half and it was okay). Then even though Chucky went to bed after 11 pm he got me up at 7:15 am. I took a nap the same time he did for about an hour or so but that didn't help because I am still really tired but plagued by the insomnia again so I'm hoping I wear myself out with this post.

Lots of things weighing on my mind lately, the latest blowout with my dad being at the forefront. Today is Easter and its the first year Chucky colored eggs and my dad missed it. Why? Because of a stupid fight where neither of us will concede that the other was in the wrong. What happened: About 2 weeks ago my dad called and asked if we wanted to go out to dinner and that he would buy because it was a couple of days before we got paid and we were out of cash. I said ok but I would have to ask Chris. He asked me to look up the # to the restaurant and call and see what time they closed. Well in between that conversation my sis and her hubby came over, Chucky got all upset (over what I can't remember). Ten minutes after I talked to my dad the 1st time he calls back. I don't answer the phone because my sis is just leaving and I have a screaming toddler I'm trying to deal with. As soon as he leaves the message on my answering machine I pick up the phone and go to call him back only being the impatient person he is, he is already gone and on his way to my house to see why I didn't answer the phone (not out of concern mind you, but because he knows I'm doing something else and can't wait the whopping five minutes it would take for me to call him back). So 10 minutes later he pulls in my drive way and does he come to the door? No. Instead he sits in my driveway and repeatedly blares his car horn until I come to the door. It took me a minute to get there because of Chucky. Well by time I get to the door I'm really pissed because 1) he never seems to understand that I'm not just going to drop whatever I'm doing to deal with him and couldn't wait the five minutes it would have taken me to call him back and 2) because him sitting in the driveway blaring on the horn was rude and embarassing. I have neighbors who already have proven they don't like us so him doing the ghetto ass horn shit in the driveway was NOT helping. So I was pretty short with him when I got to the door. I tell him I couldn't get ahold of Chris to ask him if he even wanted to go and I couldn't find the phone book to call the restaurant. He asked why I didn't answer my phone and I said it was because I was dealing with Chucky and talking to my sister. Admittedly my tone was not friendly (more annoyed than anything) so the conversation ends and he leaves. Well I have no idea anything is wrong until the next day when I realize I haven't heard from him all day and my phone rang and when I picked it up the person either hung up on me or got cut off so I called his house to see if it was him. He said it sure and the hell wasn't him and that he was sick of me being disrespectful and a few other unpleasant things and that he just wouldn't bother my ass anymore. Well not wanting to get in an even bigger argument with him we hung up and he hasn't called or come over since.
I guess on the outside looking in that argument seems like no big deal but this is a culmination of many episodes like this one since we moved up here in July of 2005. One of the main reasons I moved up here was so my dad in his advancing age and declining health would be able to spend time with his grandson while he still can. My brother and sister are older and already settled elsewhere so I wanted to move back here to be around for dad. Well the episodes like the current one started the very first day we were up here when somehow I became a major asshole for asking my dad for the key to my house back because Chris and I didn't want anyone to have a key to our house but us. He said I embarassed him in front of the family members helping us move in and made him feel like I didn't trust him. My thing with the key was that Chris and I are adults and we want our privacy and since its our house we have the right to not give anyone else a key. Well since he was so upset, even though I felt like I did nothing wrong I swallowed my pride and apologized for upsetting him about the key. Since then about every six months he gets pissed at either me or Chris for something and every time its been either me or Chris that has had to suck it up and apologize so things could go back to "normal". Well this time I don't want to have to be the one to suck it up and apologize because we were both wrong only he refuses to see that he did anything wrong at all which is how it usually is. So as usual I'm the asshole. He goes around telling everyone in the family his version and what an asshole I am and then everyone thinks I'm a big idiot. I have just reached that point where I don't want to have to be put in the position to make nice and walk on eggshells all the time just to get along. Thats not the way I want to live my life. The really horrid thing about the whole situation is that everytime he gets mad at me or chris he stops coming over to see Chucky. I told him the last time that we had an argument that this was NOT okay and that eventually Chucky would reach an age where he would be asking why his grandpa doesn't love him anymore because he stopped coming around. I never want my child to think that when things go bad it might have to do with him. He is always the one that gets the short end of the stick when these arguments happen and I'm SICK OF IT. My son will not be treated that way by anyone. Chucky has seen my dad once since the whole argument happened and he used to see him everyday. He isn't of the age where he can vocalize his feelings about why grandpa stopped coming around but I can tell he wonders about it and he asks about him all the time. I just don't get it. No matter how angry Chucky may make me I will never tell him so long, have a nice life and my dad has said that to me more times than I care to count since I've lived up here. Its my job as Chucky's mother to make sure he doesn't get hurt like that. The whole situation bothers me ALOT because I love my dad and I wish things were not like this and I am honestly at a loss for what to do in this situation. If I swallow my pride and apologize AGAIN I set myself up for the same damn thing to happen six months down the road and if I let things stand the way they are eventually one (or both of us) are going to go to our graves with all this animosity between us and with Chucky not having the chance to know his grandfather and I don't want that. I just have no clue what to do.
Well I intended that whole bit to be alot shorter than it was. In other happenings I went to Wrestlemania on April 1st and it was kind of a disappointment and definitely not what I expected. We only got turned around once on the way there and we made really good time. Parking was ridiculous ($20 to park at Ford Field WTF?) Add to that that the tickets themselves were $740 (we had floor seats 16 rows from the ring) and a soda was $6 (this was like a large from McDonalds). Beer (not that I drink it) was $8 a bottle and the merchandise was just as outrageously priced. Seated in front of us were some of the most ignorant people on the planet, of course. First we had "flag guy" who wore the American flag like a cape (I wanted to slug him in the face just for that because IMHO that is completely disrespectful. The symbol of our nation is not meant to be worn.) Several times during the first match he would untie said flag and hoist it over his head. The flag draped down past his shoulders so everytime he did this he would block the view of about 30 people seated behind him. The guy behind me went and asked him nicely to not do this during the matches because we paid good money for our seats to watch the matches, not to stare at his flag. His excuse was "Well everyone in front of me is holding signs up" Well yes, that may be true MORON but when someone holds a sign up you can still see underneath it. When you hold a flag up that falls past your shoulders the people behind you can't see anything. I didn't pay $300 a seat to watch the American flag. I see it every day, thanks. Next there was "pogo stick bimbo" seated two seats away from flag guy. They probably came together. This girl had a huge sign and during the first two matches she would constantly get up and bounce all over the damn place so everyone behind her couldn't see. (Her dumb ass was trying to get on TV). The people in the area where I was sitting screamed at her to sit down. She ignored us. Then we all screamed sit the fuck down. She ignored us. Then we all screamed sit the fuck down you dumb bitch and she ignored us so we got security to threaten to throw her out if she didn't sit her ass down because at this point me and everyone seated in front of me, in back of me, and along side me was ready to run up there, tear her sign to shreds and kick her teeth down her throat. Finally she sat her happy ass down and we were able to see. The first match was the money in the bank match which included a move gone wrong that took Jeff Hardy and Edge out of the match. Edge was carried out on a stretcher and Jeff Hardy was laying there with a big pool of blood around his head. Mr. Kennedy won that one which I didn't like because I was rooting for Matt Hardy. Next was the Kane vs Great Kahli match which Kane lost (another disapointment because I was rooting for Kane). It irritates me when Kahli wins because he has no wrestling ability at all. He just uses his size to win. The Chris Benoit vs MVP match for the US championship ended with Benoit retaining the title which is good because I'm a big rabid wolverine fan. The women's championship match went as expected with Melina retaining the title. I don't like Melina but I knew she would win because even though I like Ashley, Melina's wrestling ability is far superior and Ashley needs to put on a few lbs. You can see the girl's ribs which is nasty. Someone a couple rows in front of me had a sign that said "Ashley can't wrestle but you should see her box" alluding to her pictorial in April's issue of Playboy (she was the covergirl). Also I thought this was supposed to be a Lumber Jill match but I think one of them only got thrown out of the ring once so the only purpose of the divas outside of the ring was to stand there and look pretty until the match ended and they all had their huge catfight for no other reason than to let the male audience members see as much T & A as possible before moving on to the next match. Battle of the Billionaires was freakin' awesome. It was my first time seeing Stone Cold Steve Austin as he was the guest referee. Of course Vince tried to cheat and conveniently Stone Cold got a Samoan Spike from Umaga allowing Vince to do just that and almost get away with it. With Stone Cold out of commission, Shane McMahon inserted himself as referee, gave Bobby Lashley a coast to coast and it seemed like everything was wrapped up for Vince with a tidy little bow until two things happened: Donald Trump (my new hero) finally had enough of Vince trying to cheat, ran around the ring and clotheslined Vince to the floor and dotted him in the eye a few times and Stone Cold revived just in time to give Shane and Umaga stunners allowed Bobby Lashley (whom I think is an awesome wrestler and a former Army Sergeant) to pick up the win and Vince to get his head shaved. The BEST match of the night was the World Heavyweight Championship match between Batista and the Undertaker. I knew the Undertaker would keep his streak alive but I felt horribly bad for Batista because the crowd was really booing him. I don't think it was a dislike of Batista so much as all of wanting to see the Undertaker win. I really like Batista but seeing the Undertaker win was something special. They had an ECW Originals vs New Breed match which was the least interesting of the night to me because I don't watch ECW although I really like Bobby Lashley (because he's former Army) and Rob Van Dam (because he's from MI). The Originals won which is good because I didn't know who anyone from the new breed was and I knew every one of the originals. The main event match (John Cena vs HBK) was the hugest disappointment for me of all. First of all I was wearing a John Cena shirt to the event even though I was for HBK because the HBK shirt I have was too small and Hot Topic didn't have any HBK shirts so I already felt like a big dork wearing the shirt of the guy I wasn't rooting for. Then Cena somehow ends up putting Shawn in the STFU not once but twice and HBK ended up losing the match which the Detroit crowd was NOT happy about because like me, they were clearly pro-HBK. It was a sucky way to end the night because HBK is my favorite and I really wanted him to win. I think they didn't let him win because Triple H is coming back at Summerslam and Shawn being champ would get in the way of the whole DX angle but COME ON! Compared to other Wrestlemanias this one had to have the least number of title changes of any of them. Other good things about Wrestlemania: the Aretha Franklin opener was cool, seeing the hall of fame class of 07' (Yay for JR and the King!) was also cool and the bonus match with Flair and Carlito before the show started was a nice surprise since I had hoped they would find a way to make Ric part of Wrestlemania. What was not so good besides those things already mentioned: they said that there would be enough giant TVs that you would be able to see no matter where you were sitting. What they failed to mention was that there would be all kinds of equipment hanging above the ring that would almost completely obstruct the view of those giant monitors. If people were standing and we couldn't see the ring we had to turn around and look at the monitor behind us to see what was going on. Another thing: the seats were microscopic. We were packed in there like sardines. My husband took up his seat and half of mine because he's so big. If I am paying $300+ for a seat I expect to have enough room where I am not half in the lap of the stranger next to me (cuz he smelled like he forgot the deodorant) and those bitches were uncomfortable too (hard plastic for 6 hrs....yay.) Also I had thought we would be able to hear what the announcers were saying since we were in the arena but we couldn't hear them at all. The commentary given by the announcers is what adds life to the matches so how hard would it have been to hook up some audio so those of us in the audience could hear the announce teams. What in the hell is the point of introducing the announcers at the beginning of the show if we didn't hear one word from them for the entire thing?! The last bad thing: What was up with the entrances? In past years WWE has pulled out all the stops on the Superstar's entrances for the Wrestlemania matches. Apparently DETROIT is too much of a hole in the wall to spend the cash for some awesome entrances. With the exception of John Cena's entrance of driving into Ford Field in a souped up Mustang and crashing through a glass barrier the entrances were like the everyday crap you see on a live taping of Raw or Smackdown. Compared to past Wrestlemanias like the Cena vs Triple H match where Triple H came up through the floor in a barbarian king costume on a throne and John Cena came in with a gangster theme, the entrances this year sucked big sweaty balls and were a huge disappointment. I expected much much more. So that was Wrestlemania. Battle of the Billionaires and the World Heavyweight Championship match were the only things that made it worthwhile otherwise I would label it a complete loss and a waste of $750. We didn't end up getting back home until almost 4 am and I had to be to work at 9 that morning. Needless to say I was exhausted and trying to catch up on my sleep for the rest of the week.

Completely making up for the lackluster Wrestlemania experience was the fact that Krista was home from Mar 28th - Apr 5th and we got to hang out several times while she was here and catch up. Unfortunately since Muskegon is such a dead town we ended up going out to eat alot and we saw Meet the Robinsons which was a cute but predictable movie. I took her to my fave chinese place in GR and we ended up eating once at Johnny Carinos. On her last full day here, we picked up Kev and went to Famous India where she gave us a crash course in Indian food (looks disgusting, tastes surprisingly good although the dish I brought home to Chris he deemed disgusting and promptly tossed in the trash). I am really glad she came home because I needed to get out of the house and do things with another adult. Its so easy to forget to have "me time" when you're a parent. Also I've come to realize that true friends are the ones where you can go years without seeing them and the next time you do you can pick up where you left off like you just saw them yesterday. I count Krista among a handful of people that are true friends. Also she bought Chucky a book to keep him quiet in Meijers, and she brought me a Klingon keychain from a Trek convention which adds to her awesomeness because she didn't have to do either. Awhile back I was trying to plan a reunion for the old friend group but I didn't get much of response and different plans got in the way but I think I'm going to try this again and shoot for next summer and see if it works this time because I think we would all have a great time together. Also if I can I'm going to try to visit Krista in Philly before the end of the year so I won't have to wait another 2 yrs to see her and so I can finally meet Sarah and the cats and also because I've never been to Philly. Hopefully I can work something out where I can do this.
Obviously I shouldn't go so long between posts so they don't get this long! I started two new classes last thursday-Trigonometry and Western Geography both of which I like so far. I got a little behind in the trig class with everything going on but I'll be caught up and hopefully get a little bit ahead tomorrow (or actually later today since it is 2:30 am on Easter Sunday. We went out to eat at Applebees tonight since I got my $400 refund for my car repairs (which is half of what I paid considering the fees I paid for the rental car SUCK). Then we came home and helped Chucky color Easter Eggs for the first time. He did a really good job. I can't wait to hide them all for him after he wakes up and can't wait to see his face when he finds his Easter basket. I took a bunch of pics of him coloring eggs which I should be sending out tomorrow sometime. Well it is late and this is by far the longest post I have EVER written so I think I'm going to go to bed now. Happy Easter to all who happen across this blog.