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Try as I might I just can't get into the spirit of Christmas this year.  It seems it is just coming way too quickly and I just haven't gotten started with decorating a tree, doing any real shopping, etc...

Part of it could be the parental responsibilities of parenting Isabella, who seems to be out of control here lately, and really trying my patience.  Half the time I feel as though if there were a man in the house, her little fit throwing and shenanigans would stop!  Maybe this year I need to work on finding that partner!

Her brother is in foster care and she only sees him on Tuesdays, with of course, her parents, other set of grandparents, and all the attention is not focused on her, but on her brother, who this past Tuesday received gifts of a Nintendo DS and four brand new games, while she observed that nothing was given to her.  Well, the acting out was horrible, and despite my bringing this to her attention, she continued in the behavioral warp.  Once home, she was reprimanded to her room.  Later on that week, she decided that instead of doing her homework she would tear it up in a gazillion pieces (well maybe not that many) so she wouldn't have to do it.  Rather, she had to pieced it together with tape, finish the homework in its entirety and turn it in to her teacher Friday.  I can only imagine what she told her teacher happened to that homework packet! 

Her parents fail to recognize that her behavior on that Tuesday was because of their actions as well, bringing "guilt gifts" into the Social Svcs office at visitation time.  It turned visitation into a carnival of videogames, which was absolutely absurd.   Isabella has already had to endure the fact that her mother did go to court and obtain custody of Wyatt back a year or so ago, without trying to obtain custody of her back.  I guess they really don't think about Isabella's emotional health.  I do have her in counseling, but even the counselor was surprised to see her act out in such a way, and wondered if perhaps there was a disorder going on.  I will probably have to take her for psychological testing even though we both feel this is not a disorder but rather a behavioral issue to be dealt with head-on.  She was grounded this weekend and yesterday she had a fit, made plans to spend the night with a friend behind my back mind you and despite knowing she was grounded, but I stood my ground and she stayed home.  Its a tough job being a good kid.  :)

Its even harder to parent a good kid who really wants to be bad. :) have mercy!

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Things Went From Bad To Worse






Friday, the first of November, Yours Truly made a call to Social Services concerning my daughter, son-in-law, and grandson, Wyatt.  It came to my knowledge that there was a needle found while Little Queenie visited one weekend, 4 weeks ago, maybe 5 now, and I also saw a video wherein my daughter was pulling liquid up in a needle, turned and handed it to hubby, and from the suggestion, she turns to face him and its fairly obvious that is what happened even though her back was to the camera.  My other daughter videotaped this.  She has been telling me that they are using drugs again, but I gave them the benefit of the doubt until the video evidence came into view, and of course when Little Queenie told me she found a needle over there (she says it was orange).  I've been told their drug of choice again, is heroin.  Not surprising as they had a heroin addiction before, driving us all pretty much insane with their antics and wrath of thievery. 


Since that time, my grandson has been placed in foster care, which I feel is the best place for him right now.  Mother in law says he is coming back to live with her, but its well known to Social Services staff that MIL has always been an enabler for these two adults to carry on with their drug usage.  She has provided them a vehicle, given them money, paid their bills to include rent, so I hope that Wyatt is not placed with the paternal grandparents, this will be a mistake. They had him once before and the two adults, my daughter and their son, have not been working the program to get their children back and stop their drug use.  They won't do that if Wyatt is put with family, but if he is left in foster care this might spark them into getting their lives in order.

Nothing has changed, Isabella has lived with me for 3 years now, and I have reason to believe she will be with me until I die.  I know she would rather be with her mother, my daughter, but she is not trying to help herself at this moment, both of them are holed up in a roach motel using drugs.  They were evicted out of the house they were living in.  Probably soon to be on the streets.  I do know that IV drug use has continued at the motel.  Sad.  truly sad.  Visitation will be set up for Isabella to see her brother this week some time.  I am expecting a call. 

I'm over it all really.  At 34 years of age, these adults are not going to change at all.  I would love to be able to live life in a drama-free zone, however I'm not sure this will ever happen. 

double trouble

 This video makes me laugh, cause after bubby died, my friend Peggy told me that there was a kitten living in her garage that really needed a home so of course, I took it in figuring that Sissy might need a companion since Bubby died...




This little kitten (which is 5 or 6 months old) tries her best to get along with Sissy, and after 3 days Sissy is a little more lenient, but she still intimidates this kitten cause she's the Queen of the House! This kitten has remarkable coloring, most of it white, some calico, and a striped tail! Very funny looking to include a totally black nose in a triangle shape!

The kitten used to run from all of us, but is getting used to us after about 5 days, and will at least come around me now! here is her pic! She's a female too! click on the pic to enlarge.


Losing my gentle giant..



Even though pets don't live forever, it still hurts to have to put one down.  I watched this cat suffer for a few months really, not himself, sleeping too much, and here the last 3 days he went from barely walking to not at all, and just would lay and every once in a while cry out.  Sad, truly sad.  He was comforted by our voices.  Yesterday, my daughter and I took Bubby into the vet's office to have him put to sleep around 4 PM.  He was my daughter's cat, and she is 21, and she had him since she was 7 years old.  The suffering was just too much to bear.  He was a big cat, a Maine Coon, and he lived a long life.  It was hard to see him go.  He was so vocal and sweet and loving, sorely missed. 

Rest in peace, Bub, till we meet again.

Ding-Dong, have you missed me?

 Its been a busy time for me, sorry I've been MIA.  Anyway, I got a little joke to pass your way.

A new hotel employee was asked to clean the elevators and report back to the supervisor when the task was completed.  When the employee failed to appear at the end of the day the supervisor assumed that like many others he had simply not liked the job, quit, and left.

However, after four days the supervisor bumped into the new employee. He was cleaning in one of the elevators.

"You surely haven't been cleaning these elevators for four days, have you?" asked the supervisor, accusingly.

"Yes sir," said the employee, "This is a big job and I've not finished yet - Do you realize there are over forty of them, two on each floor, and sometimes they are not even there.."

LOL ...  I think I know people with this mentality...

random

movies by state shape...LOL...



some people have way too much time on their hands!