Well, that was fun.  A nice little storm decided to dump on us right before the end of the year.  I stayed home for work, the office was closed but apparently decided to open at 11 am.  I live 40 minutes away on a good day, there was no way I was making it there before noon.  My boss mentioned that they wouldn't be paying us for the hours the office was closed, ha  ha  haha.  I'll be speaking to her about that tomorrow.

I'm trying to enjoy my day off, Matt has the day off as well so we've been laying on the couch and watching movies.  We never get to do that.

Christmas was really really good.  One of the best Christmas' I've had in awhile.  Adrian was so well behaved and thoroughly enjoyed all of his gifts.  We ventured to Matt's parents house to meet up with his siblings and niece.   His niece recently broke her femur (poor thing) so she has pretty much a full body cast on.  She's in a wheelchair, it was so pathetic looking.  She's only 3, I can only imagine how miserable she must have been.  We also learned that a new little niece or nephew will be making an entrance next June so that's exciting!  His parents got us Red Sox tickets for next April and it was nice to hang out with them, chat and spend time with family.

Now I'm just waiting for Matt to come inside after shoveling, he's been helping the whole freakin' block. Only 5 more days until my birthday, eep!

It looks like Wordpress has the option of password protecting some posts so I may move over there. I just have to figure out how to download it.

Today is going to be filled with cleaning, a visit from Nikki, going grocery shopping (eek) and making cookies for Santa and cinnamon rolls for us. We have one very excited 4 year old and two very excited adults.

Merry Christmas :)

I think I'm going to be making my blog private. I've thought about it for a few days and I'm not entirely comfortable talking freely about the situation regarding Mother of the Year. If you want to continue reading (and I'm not sure anybody reads this thing anyways), shoot me an e-mail at rcknrollqueen at gmail.com

It's December 15th already, yikes! Luckily the Christmas cards are mostly sent out and the shopping is pretty much done but not all of it. I really don't understand why they schedule finals so close to Christmas because I'm going to be a ball of stress up until then, not exactly enjoying the holidays.

Another reason why our enjoyment is being thwarted is because of a little boy's mother. I don't know exactly how or why anybody could be so vile and nasty towards the father of their child but she is. I might understand if he did something horribly wrong but he pays more child support than he's supposed to, we have him over the weekend meaning she has every weekend off, and we do our best to give him what he needs. Apparently that isn't good enough for her. Matt woke up to some nasty texts about the plan for Christmas. There never is a discussion with her, it's just her way or you can go kick rocks. Doesn't quite work that way when you have a court agreement that you need to abide by. She's tried to pull this not abiding by the court agreement before and it's only come back to bite Matt in the ass so we try and stick by the agreement. The agreement says on even years we get to spend Christmas morning with Adrian and then she gets him from 1-6. Well she doesn't like that and was very vocal about it. We did have him last year in the morning but she never made a peep so we thought nothing of it but this year she is making a stink. You snooze, you lose sweetie.

So she threatened us by taking us back to court again but it's all a joke. We are abiding by the court agreement, hardly think the Judge is going to give us crap about that. It does get me upset though because I just don't understand it. If she would talk to us like normal human beings we actually would have compromised with her and let her spend more time with Adrian but she's being a bitch.

It just makes me think that she is so miserable in what's going on in her own life that she needs to pass that onto Matt. She sees that we are doing alright and I'm sure it pisses her off when her own boyfriend doesn't have a job and just leeches off of her. But according to her he has a Ph.D. @@ right.

Phew, those last few posts were fun! East coast is bringing out the fiestyness and Im so tired of just being expected to jusy take it. So im not. And my sailor mouth comes out, oopsies. Last year I made a list of goals I wanted to set out for this past year. I can't believe 2010 is already over. ::sigh::

Last years list included:

-Get my paralegal certificate...DONE!

-Land a paying job in the paralegal field...DONE!

-Learn to knit...Not done. BUT, my friend Kate said she knows how to knit so I think during these gross winter months we will have to have some knitting dates. Especially since she lives about 10 minutes away now.

-Take another vacation...Well, if Las Vegas and New York City count, then DONE! Going to have to tweak that one for this year.

And this years list:

-Land a job closer to/in Boston

-Get out of debt...I don't really have a lot but Matt and I bought a TV, enough said

-Learn to knit

-Take more pictures...I've been seriously slacking lately and with that comes

-Scrapbook more...I'm going to set a goal of at least 2 pages a month

-Travel outside the United States...I have such the travel bug right now, it's bad. Next year I'm going to save up all of my school money and surprise Matt with a trip somewhere. I get e-mails weekly about these insane deals and one of those weeks I'm just going to pick one. Ideally it would be Ireland but we will see.

I think that's a good list for this year.

Since the travel bug has hit I have also been dreaming of my home state of Montana. I watched a show on tv this morning about the Last American Cowboy which is filmed there. The scenery makes me want to go back incredibly bad. I was so lucky to grow up there and have this as my backyard.

My patience is wearing very thin for bullshit. Especially when it comes to customer service. I don't expect the royal treatment but any kind of treatment that doesn't suck would be nice.

Matt and I ordered our couch almost 4 weeks ago now. Online it specifically states that a special order (which is what ours was) will be delivered in less than 21 days. No asterisks, no fine print, that's it. Well guess what! That didn't happen. They still haven't told us when it will be delivered.

I called the store last night and talked to a girl named Bitch. She said that our order form states 3-5 weeks. I told her that the order form may in fact say that, although it's in their code so I can't really tell that's what it says, but that was never explained to us. We were still under the assumption it would be delivered within 3 weeks. She just told me again the order form states 3-5 weeks. I wanted to reach through the phone and punch her in the fucking throat because she obviously didn't listen to a god damn word I said. I don't pay almost $800 for a fucking couch to be treated like a piece of shit. She told me to call back on Saturday and talk with the lady who sold us the couch. She even went ahead and said she would pass the message along to her. Don't bother, bitch.

Honestly. I pay for a service, I expect to get what I paid for. Fuck you.

This past weekend was hard. There is no other way to explain it. Adrian was fresh and then some. It just makes me so aggravated because Matt and I try so hard to get this little boy to behave and he goes home to his mother and it all goes to shit. He was such an adorable, caring little boy a few months ago and now something is changing.

He told Matt he didn't want to see him. I don't know, but I can't wrap my brain around a 4 year old saying this by himself. I know kids get upset and say mean things but he said it over and over again this weekend. Out of the blue.

We bend over backwards for him, and we are supposed to. We try and do fun things like the movies, special toys, fun nights, but we do expect him to behave. Nothing insane but enough to make him not be a hellion. I have a feeling his mother let's him to whatever he wants and there are no boundaries. This sucks for us because now we come off as the mean ones.

We are going to keep plugging away and try and reward the good things that he does and not draw too much attention to the bad. It's a fine line.

The tree is up, stockings are hung, presents are under the tree...now we are just waiting for Santa!

Those 25 days leading up to Christmas used to take forever when I was a child. I remember the torture of them. Now they whizz by and I feel like I can't get everything done. We started early this year so we can actually get some enjoyment out of it. Adrian was pretty funny yesterday when he came home and saw the tree and presents. He then proceeded to talk to himself and plan out all of Christmas morning and how it was going to go. I'm assuming the next few weeks will go by extremely slowly for him.

Tomorrow is more Christmas shopping and Harry Potter with the girl(s). I've been thinking about it all week, I can't wait.