I can only take so much.
April 19th 2007 03:35
My husband has turned into one of those evil dads on tv. You know the ones, cell phone to his ear, shooing the kids away to talk business, working insanely long hours, and not participating in the everday shit that goes on with his family. I will never look at those dads on tv the same again, and for that matter I will not ever look at my husband the same way.
It's 10. The kids are hopped up on sugar and sleepiness. Being extra spazzy. We had a bday get together for my sister and we had just gotten home at 9:30. Aislinn who has turned into a shower goob insists that she take a SHOWER NOW because she feels "icky",. She's showering and of course Jonny won't go to bed until she does.
In walks Tony, tired, defeated, dejected, and here sit's Sandi who could give a rats ass less. I can only be Suzy Homemaker so long before I'm all "Fuck this shit" and just go into could give a fuck mode.
I'm sitting outside, trying to decompress from my kids being kids, and Tony walks out. I don't really greet him, but I just sit and continue to do what I'm doing. I'm not mad. Let me get that out now. I am not pissed (at this point) at him at all. I'm just tired, I'm feeling defeated and all that. I need ME time to just chill out, smoke my cigarette and just chill before the kid wrangling begins.
HE asks if I called. I said "No, I didn't" he asks if I'm mad about something and I say honestly "Not at all" Not giving two shits and being mad is two totally different things in my book. He checks his phone, and starts talking. Hasn't greeted a child, hasn't done anything yet. So, then the kids here him talking and it's "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy" and he's all walking away trying to talk and I start getting mad. I let the "Daddying" go on longer, hoping that someone, either Tony or his boss get's the FUCKING HINT that it's now TEN OF FUCKING CLOCK AND THE KIDS NEED HIM. Of course, they don't.
Finally, frustrated with the whole sitauation, as the kids are now acting like UBER spazzes, still hopped up on sugar and sleepiness, but now they've added the frantic zeal of wanitng their dad's attention. The scream, they cry, they fight with one another. They are ignored. I am heartbroken.
I yell "Ok kids time for bed" which starts the wailing. I send the kids out to give hugs and kisses. Aislinn isnt dressed so I yell "Tony kids want to give you hugs and kisses" he walks in, still on teh phone and gives them kisses. At one point he puts the phone down on the table and I say loudly enough for his jack ass boss to hear "They want to give you kisses, I mean it's ten oclock and they want to see you at least" Tony shoots me a murderous glance, I shoot one back.
The kids are in bed, and Tony is STILL on teh phone. Once they are finally settled and quiet, he get's off the phone.
I.
Am.
PISSED.
I told him that from now on, I'd appreciate it if he would just STAY at the office until he has concluded business. That it wasn't fair for the kids to see him for five measly minutes and the whole time he is on the phone. That it was easier for ME to just sy "daddy is working late" then having to deal with THAT mess. Then to just rub salt on the wound I said "You were on the PHONE when you gave them kisses!!!"
He's hurt. I know this. But, lucky for me I am on the whole "I don't give a fuck" thing.
It's 10. The kids are hopped up on sugar and sleepiness. Being extra spazzy. We had a bday get together for my sister and we had just gotten home at 9:30. Aislinn who has turned into a shower goob insists that she take a SHOWER NOW because she feels "icky",. She's showering and of course Jonny won't go to bed until she does.
In walks Tony, tired, defeated, dejected, and here sit's Sandi who could give a rats ass less. I can only be Suzy Homemaker so long before I'm all "Fuck this shit" and just go into could give a fuck mode.
I'm sitting outside, trying to decompress from my kids being kids, and Tony walks out. I don't really greet him, but I just sit and continue to do what I'm doing. I'm not mad. Let me get that out now. I am not pissed (at this point) at him at all. I'm just tired, I'm feeling defeated and all that. I need ME time to just chill out, smoke my cigarette and just chill before the kid wrangling begins.
HE asks if I called. I said "No, I didn't" he asks if I'm mad about something and I say honestly "Not at all" Not giving two shits and being mad is two totally different things in my book. He checks his phone, and starts talking. Hasn't greeted a child, hasn't done anything yet. So, then the kids here him talking and it's "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy" and he's all walking away trying to talk and I start getting mad. I let the "Daddying" go on longer, hoping that someone, either Tony or his boss get's the FUCKING HINT that it's now TEN OF FUCKING CLOCK AND THE KIDS NEED HIM. Of course, they don't.
Finally, frustrated with the whole sitauation, as the kids are now acting like UBER spazzes, still hopped up on sugar and sleepiness, but now they've added the frantic zeal of wanitng their dad's attention. The scream, they cry, they fight with one another. They are ignored. I am heartbroken.
I yell "Ok kids time for bed" which starts the wailing. I send the kids out to give hugs and kisses. Aislinn isnt dressed so I yell "Tony kids want to give you hugs and kisses" he walks in, still on teh phone and gives them kisses. At one point he puts the phone down on the table and I say loudly enough for his jack ass boss to hear "They want to give you kisses, I mean it's ten oclock and they want to see you at least" Tony shoots me a murderous glance, I shoot one back.
The kids are in bed, and Tony is STILL on teh phone. Once they are finally settled and quiet, he get's off the phone.
I.
Am.
PISSED.
I told him that from now on, I'd appreciate it if he would just STAY at the office until he has concluded business. That it wasn't fair for the kids to see him for five measly minutes and the whole time he is on the phone. That it was easier for ME to just sy "daddy is working late" then having to deal with THAT mess. Then to just rub salt on the wound I said "You were on the PHONE when you gave them kisses!!!"
He's hurt. I know this. But, lucky for me I am on the whole "I don't give a fuck" thing.
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Al Brunswick
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Comment by Mrs M
Mum's Word
Bloody brilliant Sandi.
Love & stuff
Mrs M
Comment by David
I'm going to steal Mrs M's line:
This post is as good as Blogging gets ...
You've tapped into so many 'real' issues in this post ... (as you always do btw ...
Don't you dare stop blogging, okay?
David ...
Comment by Anonymous
-T.C.
Comment by Sandi
DAvid...I won't I promise
T... seven months long longmonths
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Comment by ChristieNY
I could truly relate with you - and I'm right there not giving an F for your hubby tonight. I'd be pissed too. I am pissed off FOR you, and it takes a good writer to do that.
I'm so sorry S. Big hugs.
Comment by DuskDevi
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How are you feeling today?
I just spent some time going through your archives... God Sandi....echo Mrs M and David...
Don't you dare stop blogging, okay?
...unless you get a talk show...
The (Womb With A) View...!
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