Dear Weekend, I feel like we are breaking up...

I don't mean to point fingers here but I am feeling cheated. Im not sure if its because Shane was out of school and hanging with me Friday or if it was beautiful weather combined with a fairly full (for us) schedule. But somethings got to take the blame for the fact that TOMORROW is Monday :(

So we DID go to a movie on Friday and I DID purchase the book that the movie was inspired by afterward at Costco where I DID forget my debit card and have to put a book I wanted back (at the register because checking for said card before hand would be silly and organized). That alone is a lesson in blue blood parenting, the act of selflessness TA-DA!!
Shane has been reading, flipping through and laughing at the drawings for three days now. The fact that this book has the words "moron" and "dork" nestled between every other page (maybe only one or two pages, but someone thinks himself rather clever) is a different story and an entirely different lesson in parenting altogether.

On Saturday I attended my final class in a parenting course. This class concentrated on dealing with issues regarding separation, divorce and co-parenting. A month or two shy of 7 years for me but who doesn't like a trip down memory lane, right? And as I immersed myself in the tales of others, all the while thinking how mature and developed my emotions are and how time truly does heals all things. I fast forward to this afternoon, around hmmm, 4:59pm (pacific). I am picking Shane up from his fathers. And what was the only thing I asked of him?? To make sure Shane read two (one page) stories and completed one math page from his spring break packet (from "the teacher" >:[ And what was the ONLY THING THAT WAS FORGOTTEN?? THE ONLY THING THAT EVER GETS FORGOTTEN??? Except for apparently this one time where he claims he did remember to help Shane read which he will hold on to this ONE time for DEAR LIFE. You tell people you want to participate in your childs life but take no interest in their education, never going to a school performance/play, never attending a parent/teacher meeting even when several phone calls and emails including the day of have been made. You frustrate me to no end. So here I am now, fully matured and in touch with ones inner peace, screaming in the middle of the street (actually talking very loudly, but totally wishing I was screaming and maybe even throwing something) to someone who will never understand what it is that I am trying to explain. The same person who fights and fights for so much only to have to work the entire time our child is visiting. The funny thing about all of this is I was just thinking how ten years ago this spring I was engaged to this person. And although we have been on a really nice peaceful stretch for sometime now, it still amazes me how something so universally small can trigger me back so many years. To the constant fighting, arguing and mis-communication. WHAT A JOKE. Absolute comedy. Cheers, I have never taken the time to thank you for leaving me seven months pregnant with your child. From the bottom of my heart I thank you.

Actually Monday isn't looking so bad after all! Ive got laundry to fold and people to love!!!

G'night

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Hi my name is Christa and...

Thank goodness for Spring Break!! First Friday I have been able to sleep later then 7 in awhile. To bad I woke up at 7:23 hah. So I have this blog because I was leaving my diary out in random places and still no one cared, so now I don't have to remember where I put it last :P Anywho, Shaner is taking me on a lunch date today, a movie and lunch!! Im excited to see Dairy of a Wimpy Kid, because quite a few kids at work have been talking about it and stated they read the book(s) and really like it/them. What Shane may not know is that I plan on picking him up a copy too. I wish I could have gotten my act together before this day but that teacher sends home SO MUCH work. I know, I know "She has too" blah blah blah. But still, I miss my child, I have been separated by a pile of homework for TOO long. I should get a move on the movie starts at 11:20 and I am bound to get distracted at least ten times between now and then.

MUAH