Let’s see….where to start….
Well my bestie M is going to New Orleans for a conference this weekend for 5 days and I had a prior obligation (which also included that I was broke) so I wasn’t going to get to go. But as usual my prior obligation was compromised (and the bf coughed up the money for me to go……he’s nice like that! Love ya honey!) So …..I’M GOING TO NEW ORLEANS and I am sooooo excited. I have always wanted to go there and it is on my Bucket List……..can I get a Hell Yeah!?! Also on my Bucket List is to be in all 50 states, I have been in 23 so far and this trip will add 2 more states to my list (Maryland because we switch planes there and Louisiana).
I love when M has conferences because I get to go on great trips just by paying for my airfare and food……..Thanks bestie! We went to San Francisco in April and I loved it and had a blast. I got to see all kinds of sights because while she was in meetings I took a tour of the city and I also took a tour to Alcatraz which was just the most awesome thing. If you ever have a chance to go you will not regret it. I am not a city girl and most of the time I hate the city….too many people but I fell in love with San Francisco. One night we rented a convertible and drove to Sonoma to do wine tasting……magnificent!
There is a funny story about the convertible. There was 4 us of going and it was one of those little tiny convertibles. Well M is almost 6 ft tall, not really but she is like 5′ 8″. I didn’t want to sit in the back with one of the girls because I didn’t know her very well and even though she was an awesome person, she talked a lot and I mean a lot. So I insisted on M riding in the back with me……by the time we got to Sonoma her knees were in her chest, her hips were numb and her feet were in my face. Ahhh, what a good friend she is…….just so you know I let her ride up front on the way back. I am nice like that….love you M.
I’m anxious to see what kind of trouble we can get into in New Orleans, we always have some kind of drama so it should be interesting. I’ll keep you posted.
Last night was not an awesome night in the redneck household. My son J was having one of his breakdowns. I am finally ready to accept the fact that he will be living with me and be supported by me for as long as I shall live….NOT!!!
How it went……
Where did you spend $22.95, that was $20 more than you were suppose to spend?
J – blank look on his face
J – well I needed this and that
I told you not to spend more than $20
J – blank look on his face
Can I have an answer please?
J – I just needed it and it’s your fault because you shouldnt have give me the chance to spend the extra $20.
Oh so now it’s my fault that you spent more than I told you to. I see, I see how this works. (I am the worst mother in the world who caters to his every need, did I mention he is 23 yo?) I am the one that needs my arse kicked, over and over.
Then J calls his uncle my brother Bub and proceeds to dog me for over an hour while walking around the driveway with me sitting in the swing on the porch.
Hello son, I’m sitting right here.
Heelllooo…I’m sitting right here…..
Do you think I can’t hear you dogging me after you stole $20 from me.
Are you kidding me? I’m sitting right here.
I don’t know if any of you live with an addict but they are always feeling sorry for themselves and it is always somebody elses fault no matter what they do. They are very manipulative and can turn on the charm, tears and puppy dog face at the drop of a hat. The thing is after 3 years of it I have finally learned how he works and how not to fall into his traps, mostly. Everybody in my family and circle of friends figured it out about 2 1/2 years ago, I’m a little slow. As a mother it is the hardest thing in the world to turn your back on your child but there comes a time where it becomes a necessity for your own survival and state of mind. Now that I am bucking on him and not giving in to his every whim, he is not handling it well. I mean Mom has never turned on him, she has always been there. Well there comes a time that I can’t be there anymore or I’m the one that is going to end up in a mental institution sitting in the corner of my room sucking on my thumb as I am rocking back and forth. Then where is he going to be? I can tell you, he is going to be ALONE!
I love my son more than life itself but I am not good for him. Only problem is I am the only one in his life that will even speak to him. It’s sad.
Once again didn’t mean to be a Debbie Downer but I had to get this off my chest and you good people get the good fortune of being my therapist. But now I am off to N’awlins for a much-needed 5 day vacay to de-stress and come back like Superwomen……..haha! Heated pool, a good book and bloody mary’s here I come…..Have a good week!
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