Dear Blogdom ~ 
Good Evening.
A strange thing happened here at the Palace. I have talked to all three of my children within the last 24 hours. When I look at the caller ID and I see it is my son or daughter (both grown) I often cringe thinking "Oh, God, what now?" ... I know, I know ... I must be a terrible mother! But believe me, it is a strange occurrence indeed, Blogdom. As you may well know, I have three children; two of which are grown and supposedly are making it out on their own; and the youngest and I have an online relationship through the week, and are weekend warriors in real life, as she lives with her father and stepmother, and foster siblings. She hates having foster kids in the home, so she tells me nearly every weekend, but now has a new foster sister who is 13 and they were having a big time tonight in her room! and of course we were all playing on the Instant Messenger! Speaking of which her dad reads our conversations. She is a good kid and I trust her 100% on the computer. He is just a snoop. As parents, we know when our kids need monitored, but his goes far beyond the "normal" parental concern, but that is another fairytale story in a Ex-Kingdom best not traveled to presently.
It never fails that Griszelda Mess always calls when I am working! and truly do not have the time to sit and gab but I always try to listen, as she needs a sounding board most times. Usually I mark my time down and just forget taking that much needed break or make the time up by working a little over to compensate. She called this morning going off on a tangent stating that she does not know how long she can put up with this working evening turn 4 to midnight ... and how Lord Spoiled she feels is not handling the household in the evenings and attending to her children's needs, especially little Queenie who is 5, and Sir Wyatt who is 17 months of age. I do understand her concern as a mother and sympathize with her.
She says Lord Spoiled does not care about anything except the MONEY issue, and I know him well enough to say this is probably true. She tells me that she is ready to quit this job, as family is more important and her kids need her home. She says that little Queenie is acting out as Lord Spoiled does not spend any time with her on her homework or in general, and his idea of discipline is raising his voice to intimidate, and spanking the kids. My little Queenie is already having to adjust to a new school and surroundings, but now is without her mom home in the evenings, and feels lost. I told Griszelda before she took this job that at their ages she would be better to opt for perhaps a lower paying job out of her particular field for a while and of course look for a day turn job and maybe even a part time one. The job she currently has is a 4 to midnight shift at a hospital doing phlebotomy work, and getting a change in shift is not an option at this point. I don't know what will happen on this saga, but I am sure I will find out.
My son, Prince Bryan, who lives in the city of Wellington, in a cabin in the woods in the boondocks, called me from his work last night after 11:30 p.m. from the prison. He is a guard at LaGrange in Lousville, Kentucky. He only works 3 nights a week since he has to travel to his jobsite. It seems he needed someone to talk to. He was having "girl" issues. As his Queen Mother, of course, I advised him right away that all women were evil, and he should best avoid them! Well, I did try to listen to his concerns and voice to him my advice. It seems he has been a little depressed lately due to the death of his best friend in the whole world. Dying from stupidity he says of taking too much prescription drugs and mixing them with alcohol. If that was not bad enough someone broke into his cabin and stole nearly everything he had (even his clothing) while he was working at the prison, and even left the doors wide open and his beloved dogs running wild. This kid loves his dogs. They are his children. They even took his satellite dish which was later recovered!
Obviously he could not get to sleep last night worrying about a situation with a girl he has known for eight months now. I am not sure where this relationship is going, but I am worried that he did not need this concern on top of all the recent stuff going on in his life. He said she wanted "alone time." He tells me he is lonely. I did find out that he is actually living just under a 2 hour drive from me, so I just might have to pack up and go see this child of mine that I haven't seen him since Christmas last year. Oh, I take that back, maybe once for a few minutes when he was passing through months ago. Yes, the Queen might be making a trip into Wellington but somehow I do not think they will be rolling out the red carpet at the Red Roof Inn, as there are no accommodations there! It seems when it rains, it pours, does it not? and that is the news from the Kingdom of Yours Truly ...
Good Evening.
A strange thing happened here at the Palace. I have talked to all three of my children within the last 24 hours. When I look at the caller ID and I see it is my son or daughter (both grown) I often cringe thinking "Oh, God, what now?" ... I know, I know ... I must be a terrible mother! But believe me, it is a strange occurrence indeed, Blogdom. As you may well know, I have three children; two of which are grown and supposedly are making it out on their own; and the youngest and I have an online relationship through the week, and are weekend warriors in real life, as she lives with her father and stepmother, and foster siblings. She hates having foster kids in the home, so she tells me nearly every weekend, but now has a new foster sister who is 13 and they were having a big time tonight in her room! and of course we were all playing on the Instant Messenger! Speaking of which her dad reads our conversations. She is a good kid and I trust her 100% on the computer. He is just a snoop. As parents, we know when our kids need monitored, but his goes far beyond the "normal" parental concern, but that is another fairytale story in a Ex-Kingdom best not traveled to presently.
It never fails that Griszelda Mess always calls when I am working! and truly do not have the time to sit and gab but I always try to listen, as she needs a sounding board most times. Usually I mark my time down and just forget taking that much needed break or make the time up by working a little over to compensate. She called this morning going off on a tangent stating that she does not know how long she can put up with this working evening turn 4 to midnight ... and how Lord Spoiled she feels is not handling the household in the evenings and attending to her children's needs, especially little Queenie who is 5, and Sir Wyatt who is 17 months of age. I do understand her concern as a mother and sympathize with her.
She says Lord Spoiled does not care about anything except the MONEY issue, and I know him well enough to say this is probably true. She tells me that she is ready to quit this job, as family is more important and her kids need her home. She says that little Queenie is acting out as Lord Spoiled does not spend any time with her on her homework or in general, and his idea of discipline is raising his voice to intimidate, and spanking the kids. My little Queenie is already having to adjust to a new school and surroundings, but now is without her mom home in the evenings, and feels lost. I told Griszelda before she took this job that at their ages she would be better to opt for perhaps a lower paying job out of her particular field for a while and of course look for a day turn job and maybe even a part time one. The job she currently has is a 4 to midnight shift at a hospital doing phlebotomy work, and getting a change in shift is not an option at this point. I don't know what will happen on this saga, but I am sure I will find out.
My son, Prince Bryan, who lives in the city of Wellington, in a cabin in the woods in the boondocks, called me from his work last night after 11:30 p.m. from the prison. He is a guard at LaGrange in Lousville, Kentucky. He only works 3 nights a week since he has to travel to his jobsite. It seems he needed someone to talk to. He was having "girl" issues. As his Queen Mother, of course, I advised him right away that all women were evil, and he should best avoid them! Well, I did try to listen to his concerns and voice to him my advice. It seems he has been a little depressed lately due to the death of his best friend in the whole world. Dying from stupidity he says of taking too much prescription drugs and mixing them with alcohol. If that was not bad enough someone broke into his cabin and stole nearly everything he had (even his clothing) while he was working at the prison, and even left the doors wide open and his beloved dogs running wild. This kid loves his dogs. They are his children. They even took his satellite dish which was later recovered!
Obviously he could not get to sleep last night worrying about a situation with a girl he has known for eight months now. I am not sure where this relationship is going, but I am worried that he did not need this concern on top of all the recent stuff going on in his life. He said she wanted "alone time." He tells me he is lonely. I did find out that he is actually living just under a 2 hour drive from me, so I just might have to pack up and go see this child of mine that I haven't seen him since Christmas last year. Oh, I take that back, maybe once for a few minutes when he was passing through months ago. Yes, the Queen might be making a trip into Wellington but somehow I do not think they will be rolling out the red carpet at the Red Roof Inn, as there are no accommodations there! It seems when it rains, it pours, does it not? and that is the news from the Kingdom of Yours Truly ...
and how is life in your Kingdom?
