But I did receive a phone call from my daughter while I was half way into the woods about how Lincoln was jumping on the furniture and not listening to the babysitter. I was pissed! Lets just say he spent the rest of the morning in his room until we got home and then the rest of the afternoon. Not happy about his listening issue.
Headed to our friends house for 5-ish for a picnic (thank you Mr and Mrs. Veo for taking such good care of us). Great time hanging out with friends, watching the kids on the water slide, playing wiffle ball and football. A few beers under my belt but drank way too much! We couldn't wait to get home and into bed. We're getting very old! It could be that the bike ride in the a.m. and the serious yard work I did in the afternoon finally took it's toll. I dug up a ton of shit in my yard and replanted. I was on FIRE!
Today after sleeping in a half hour longer (still woke up tired) we decided to do stuff around the house and then take the kids to Lake Compounce before the rain hit this afternoon. Todd had to paint a bathroom ceiling and I took the kids on a bike ride to the school so they could play on the play scape. Our neighbors joined us for the ride. By the time I got home Todd was done and the bag was packed to hit LC. Alrighty then! Time to leave. We had a blast! Did quite a few rides and then hit the water park to cool down. The lines were short and quick but by the time we decided to head home (insert enormous black cloud coming) the lines were getting really long.
Trinity had given us the worst attitude ever for leaving and I was ready to slap her across the face. I could not believe the bullshit she kept complaining about. After all the crap Todd and I do for our children I just want to be thanked properly. Instead we get a frown and attitude about how we had to leave and she could not go back on the Zoomerang! Have you seen the fucking sky? It's going to thunder/rain like made and I don't want to get stuck in it. Not happy! So when we got to the car I told her she was to go to her room until supper (about 3 hours). When she came down to eat, did I get a "sorry" or any kind of apology? Nope! Okay Trin, back to your room. Todd felt bad and wanted her to stay down but since we did not receive an apology I was not going to have any of it. Screw that! While we had dessert she didn't. Finally I got up to her room and told her that my feelings were hurt and that I could not believe she did not apologize. I was heart broken. Finally when we brought the kids up to bed I went into her room and she was practicing her singing. Okay, she still doesn't get it....WTF! After she sang her son she turned off the radio and ran right over to me crying and apologizing! There ya go! About fucking time! I hope the total of 5+ hours in her room helped. At least for now!
Time to sit and chill in front of the boob tube and think about what I need to do tomorrow!
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