Hope you are all enjoying a peaceful and happy morning all full of love and the other crap that comes from Hallmark. I had bought pink pancake mix about a month ago, so Brian could make me pink pancakes in bed. It's all I wanted for this ridiculous holiday. The kids knew that I was going to have breakfast in bed and the mix was just enough for me and Brian, but that they had other surprises for the day. Well, flash forward to today, and I want to throw up because of the friggen stress of trying to have just one god damn thing that was not going to be shared with the incredibly entitled Skyler. Brian pulled out all the stops, mimosas, even shaped the pancakes like tulips so I got both food and flowers, but the whole thing was tainted by bitchy mc whines a lot demanding food, and complaining that I let other people eat HIS pizza yesterday, BTW, it was a large pizza that I bought for Doug who was installing my staircase flooring, and now he couldn't have pancakes. Then he stood at my door and stared at me, so I shut the door, but now I feel SO much stress and annoyance that I can't even have 1 thing anymore that is for me. I hate that we all sacrifice so much all the time. It's not like he should be appreciative that he has a roof or a family, he deserves a roof and a family, but he should care a little that the roof is covering his own room, full of his own toys, and a family who is peaceful and fun and kind. Instead he goes out of his way to make everyone in the house feel more like shit so we are all even. I don't want to feel bad, I don't need to. If he wants to keep being in his little cave of crap, that is OK, he can be, God knows he has had it rough and is entitled to feel as grouchy and pissed off as he wants to be. But I am tired of also being pissed off and grouchy. I am tired of having to lock my door or explain that it's not all his stuff, actually it is MY HOUSE, and he can't kick holes in the walls of his room, because it is MY ROOM, I bought it, he just lives here. Just like Liam.
So, Happy Valentine's Day. Don't give your kids the expectation that everything they want should be theirs, and that they don't have to earn things, and we should just bend over backwards and give in to every whim. Teach your children to be responsible and respectful please! Even if they had a bad start to life. It just gets harder, and when they are grown, what will happen when they realize just what it takes to maintain their unreasonable expectations?
OK, enough. If you are single, put down the cookie dough ice cream and re read all the crap I just wrote and be happy that if you wanted to make pink pancakes you wouldn't have to lock your bedroom door to eat them! And otherwise, come play poker with us at 2:00. There will be snacks, providing I can pry them away from Skyler, and there will be beer. 5$ buy in's, I think cash games, possibly a tournament as well.
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