Montreal vs. Canucks - I Win, You Lose

I know this is old news, but for heaven's sake, I must rub it in Mike's face as much as possible. I should have been reading his blog, so I could make a wicked bet with him, but having never-ending bragging rights are just as good.

Goodnight, Keep Your Mouth Closed While You Sleep...

The apartment is finally clean...kind of. Mike helped, which I am super thankful for, because I really didn't know where to start. It was a MESS. So messy in fact, we hadn't noticed that for a couple days, Camryn has been throwing her apple cores under the entertainment unit. Surprise to Mike, not to me.

What did surprise me though is that she broke a couple of Mike's Christmas ornaments from our Christmas tree that we had set up a few nights ago. (I'm not crazy, I just love Christmas!)

She also broke my angel ornament from my grandmother. That pissed me off. I think I was more angry with her that she broke Mike's ornaments though, it was a weird feeling of wanting to murder her but knowing I can't because I would a) get into a lot of trouble and b) still love her.

So, what did I do to punish her? I placed the apple cores in her bed (while she watched), and told her bugs eat old food that's left lying around...and it didn't matter if she took them off her bed or not, they were going to find their way into her bed, and crawl into her mouth while she's sleeping.

Maybe she'll learn a lesson, maybe not...but god I hope she does. She wants Mike to move in with us, but he won't because he's afraid she is going to wreck all his stuff. (Obviously a good reason to be apprehensive right now.)

So what's a mom to do?

Holiday Rape Is A Serious Condition

To all those who had a wonderful Halloween, I congratulate you. You were not caught up in the stressful rage "some" people get caught up in on holidays. By "some", I mean my mother.

Yep, I am going to be honest and say that she ruined my mood Halloween night, and yes, I am stubborn, so I am going to bitch her out over the Internet about it because I know she'll never read it...I'm such a pussy.

Anyways, the Halloween party Mike and I went to wasn't as fun as being with close friends at a house party, but it was still fun, and at one point, I do believe I felt like a celebrity. We got recognized. Yep, our Don & Betty Draper costumes worked!

The next day, we were running a bit late and showed up to my mom's around 4:30 - 5:00. That I can understand her being mad about, but still...it's just time. My original plan was to go visit my grandma around 6 pm for ten minutes and book the party room for Camryn's birthday, take Camryn out from 6:30 - whenever and then go home.

However, as soon as I walked in the door, I got yelled at because she assumed I showed Mike how to get in the house, when in fact, the door was unlocked and we just walked in. Mood crusher right there. Later on in the night, I was told "I don't do anything" with my life. Hmm? Yep, thanks.

When we finally did arrive home, she apparently called, so I called her back the next night. I then got yelled at because of the following reasons:

1. I was so late getting to her place.
2. I took extra candy out of the candy boxes. (She already knew I did at her place.)
3. Camryn apparently didn't have a good Halloween. (She said she did.)

So, apparently my mother feels used and taken advantage of now. She says I owe her $80 for babysitting for the Saturday and Sunday. I didn't even pay that much when Camryn was in daycare full time, and she knows it.

So for all of you people who get angry and stressed out during the holidays...QUIT IT OUT. The end result is your family not wanting to be around you anymore, which my mother will learn eventually...even though I will always love her, sometimes she can be a real tit-head. She raped me of a good Halloween, and I will be darned if she rapes my Christmas too.