I don't expect everyone to be like me. Not in the least. But there are some things that just seem to me should be automatic. Like taking care of your children. I've been biting my tongue for years now and each encounter with this person makes it harder and harder to keep my mouth shut. Tonight is the final straw, and I'm not even directly involved. Thankfully I wasn't even there when things were being said, and plans were being made, because Lord knows, there would have been a brawl. When your priority is to go out and get drunk, singing kareoke, albeit with family, instead of staying home with your child who had surgery just over 24 hours ago. There's something not right there. It not only makes me angry, it makes me sad. That's a sad thing, when at 2 years old your kid is the one drinking sprite out of a baby bottle. Its a sad thing that your other child is so desperate for attention. Its a sad thing when you'd rather go out versus stay home with your child who literally had surgery for a hernia just over 24 hours ago. At this point, I don't give a f*ck what the doctors orders are, they could have said he could jump off of a bridge today and be fine. I just would NOT leave my child at this point, I don't care how stressed I am or how much I deserve/need a break to let loose a bit. Its a sad, sad situation that angers me deeply.
And then, the only other thing I'm going to bitch about...
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I'm going to head off to a tropical island, leave everyone behind, drown my sorrows in the crystal blue oceans with a fruity drink with an umbrella in my hand.
Wishful thinking. Lets hope this is the last bitchfest of 2009.
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