Showing posts with label fail parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fail parenting. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

Sometimes it'd be nice...

I'd like to be able to sleep in my bed on the weekends.
I'd like to be able to come into my bedroom after they leave and not see cups, bowls, etc EVERYWHERE.
I'd like to not be blamed for their cups/bowls/etc being everywhere.
I'd like for them to pick up after themselves, clean after themselves, and just be considerate.
I'd like to not be woken up anymore with my nephew headbutting me.
I'd like the bruise on my eye to go away because it was not right for my nephew to throw things at me.
I'd like to not be yelled at for telling Scott to "stop biting me." Because when his mom tells him to stop he doesn't listen, and it's not like he listens to me either.
I'd like spanking to work instead of just making Scott laugh and continue to disobey.
I'D LIKE FOR SCOTT TO JUST OBEY IN GENERAL.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Fail Parenting

My mother is extremely jealous of me. I couldn't tell you why, but I've known this for pretty much most of my life. I think it's because I didn't have to do the same hard labor and work that she did as a child, but I can't be 100% certain. Obviously this jealousy has caused many issues between us, and it sparks many fights.

Tonight, one such fight happened.

My mom always tries to yell at me and force me to do things for her, ever since I've turned 18 I've started standing up to her and I refuse to take her crap. Today we got into a fight about how she claims I haven't been exercising. I tried to explain to her that all break I HAVEN'T exercised and have still lost weight. She said "Honestly you look like you've gained some back." I said "oh really? Because I weighed myself at Ashley's house and in the few days between that I had lost 2 pounds." Then of course, the argument starts and she freaks out at me.

Yanno what, I don't have an issue with exercising, I don't. It's the fact that we don't have food in this house right now that if I DID exercise all I would be burning would be muscles. I can hardly find enough food to eat 1,500 calories a day (minimum for me to survive), if I want to work out I'll need at LEAST 2,500. She doesn't seem to understand this, no matter how many times I explain this to her.

But whatever. She always has to have her way. And I'm not going to let her ruin my week. My birthday is Saturday and that's all that matters. If I have to walk a few blocks to my friends' house to get her to shut up, I will.

Good job, mom, you win.