A while ago I mentioned my daughter Mira and her special issues. I have spent the last 8 months working towards getting her help. In October she started speech therapy and on Monday it was deemed that 60 minutes a week was simply not enough to address her speech issues, nor was it addressing her “other” currently undiagnosed issues. Wednesday Mira started a specialized PreK program. For 6 hours a day 5 days a week Mira is now off to school. I am elated that she is under the care of people trained to help her instead of merely me, bumbling along and feeling like the worst mother in the world for losing my temper 10,000 a day. But I pick her up from school and then I know I’m the cruelest mommy around. I dropped an entire new routine in the lap of a high ritualistic kid and not only did I drop that bomb on her but I left her alone to deal with it too. Oh rotten rotten mommy! 2 days in, she has had her 1st meltdown. Her teacher handled it with grace. Mira has been sullen and angry upon returning home each evening. She yells and snarls, lashing out and then grabs me up in a fierce hug, not wanting to let go. I think she’s afraid that I’m not coming back when I drop her off and I know that she is lost in the sea of new routines and expectations. I am slow to handle change, I can feel her pain. Tessa on the other hand is blossoming. Out from under the hours of walking on egg shells and the odd demands of her sibling, Tessa is basking in the glow of mommy’s undivided attention. Other people are commenting on how lovely her behavior has been and suddenly sentences have been tumbling from between her rosy pink lips with perfect clarity and quite a bit of humor! It is my hope that this new situation will allow them both to grow independently of one another so they can more enjoy each other.

As you may have guessed from the previous post the Hubster was in quite a bit of hot water. Thankfully the dinner party went well. Dessert was ugly (the top layer of my beautiful sugar cake with triple berry syrup cracked in half and slipped off the top!) but dinner was well received. Cheese enchiladas with Blackbeans and rice with a salad. Our guests were over an hour late - I was livid.

They were not late entirely of their own volition, they were held captive by a mutual friend who KNEW they had a dinner date with us between 530 and 6 pm. I am none to happy about this. That very same friend dropped her children off today while they ran some errands. When I first promised to keep the kids it was suggested we just have dinner together. I remembered this nugget last minute. While the Hubster entertained the kids I whipped up ANOTHER dinner party worth of food. When she called to inform me that she was picking the kids up in 30 minutes after she ran some more errands since her original stuff didn’t take to long and would I mind watching them that much longer? I mentioned dinner. She said she’d have to discuss it with her husband (which means argue for hours) and then would call me right back, she off hand mentioned that they were thinking of eating out but maybe they would have dinner with us instead… So I waited.. And hearing nothing I cooked and then baked and then 45 minutes after speaking with her about being in my home in 30 minutes she called to say that her husband felt ill and they would not be joining us for dinner. 10 minutes later her husband is on my door step to pick up his kids looking fine and dandy. In that 10 minutes my Brother-in-law called to talk to the Hubster. The Hubster mentioned that they might be coming to dinner and brother-in-law informed us that my lovely friend had plans for weeks with HIS wife.. Which means that

a)she originally double booked herself
b) that going out to dinner with her family as a reason not to honor our earlier date was a lie - why not just say oops i messed up sorry!?
c) that her husband was NOT ill - lie number 2
d) it took her 45 minutes to make up those lies and still leave me hanging so I made dinner for 8 instead of dinner for 4
e) She is on my shit list for not only standing us up for dinner, not only taking advantage of my watching her children to get some other stuff done when she knew that my life is VERY hectic right now, not only for LYING repeatedly to me, but also for making my previous night’s dinner guests LATE for dinner with me

Honestly hours before they were due for dinner we were talking and she said - oh they are coming over maybe I’ll stop by.. uh huh, instead she hijacked them by guilting them into coming over. I swear typically she is quite a sweet woman, a bit neurotic but on the whole a lovely person… But lately she’s turned into a mega bitch! I’m thinking it all may be tied to her impending move but at this point I don’t think I’m that sad to see her go if this is how she is going to behave. Good god just tell me the freakin truth, don’t lie and don’t try to sabotage me!!!

OK wow, that was long, Bravo for reading this far. Go check out my renter, I’ve been a shitty landlord this week.