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We had the inside of our townhouse repainted, the carpets cleaned and new furniture delivered. A nice screen door on the front door, like I have wanted for 5 years. All in all, it was a huge pain in the butt, but we wanted the house to look nice again and not just because the evil witch who calls herself my grandmother is coming on Tuesday.
We still have a few other things to get, but since my ankles and feet swelled to the size of a small country it hasn't been easy to go and help my husband pick out what style to get. He is not allowed to shop alone for anything bigger than a breadbox since the FUGLY chair incident years ago.
So now, we can have people over and not be embarrassed by how the house looks. I have threatened the live of my cubs if they dare to mess up all the hard work their father and I did.
I saw my doctor yesterday for the whole ankle and feet thing and she told me it was due to my high blood pressure. Am I stressed out? (YA THINK?!?) and water retention. She gave me a prescription to bring my blood pressure down and this morning my feet and ankles are looking much better.
It didn't help that I had a fight with a neighbor woman because she didn't like me getting on her son about bullying my son by saying that the boy was going to sic his uncle's dog on my son and have the dog bite him. My son is terrified of dogs and the boy knew it.
She starts yelling from her upstairs window about how I was screaming in her son's face. First, I was 5 feet away and not screaming. I was very calm about the whole thing even though inside I was LIVID. She told me I had no right to yell at him. I told her to control her kid and it wouldn't happen. She told me he isn't a dog to be controlled. I told her to just shut up. She comes stomping down her stairs and outside where I was standing. I didn't move an inch. She told me she was going to get all ghetto on me and punch me. I told her I would love nothing more than for her to do so, so her son could see her being led away in handcuffs after getting a beating by a much smaller woman than she is. She calls her brother, because she couldn't scare me. So, he comes over and tries all the same shit including threatening to punch me. I told him I wasn't his wife or his bitch, so watch how he talks to me. He starts yelling again, so I told him to shut up. He got a look on his face like I slapped him. I guess he is not use to women telling him to shut up.
Anyway, the mother pretends to call the police and then they both tell me to go home before I get hurt. I told them I would wait for the police. They walk inside upset that I wasn't in the least bit scared of them. So, since she was just talking to the voices in her head or something I really do call the police and my husband.
My husband and the police officer get there at the same time, which is good for the woman's brother. The police officer says he is good at getting people to get along and never once asked if I wanted to press charges even though both people admitted to saying they were going to cause harm to me. Most of the cops on our police force are intelligent people, this guy was an idiot.
The brother apologized after seeing an angry Italian man wanting to know why the idiot thought it was a good idea to threaten his wife. The boys mother didn't apologize and told me I knew where she lived if I had a problem with her son, since she has lived here 5 years. I don't know or care where anyone live, but if her son bullies my son again. I will yell at the kid. If I'm going to be accused of something I didn't do I will make sure I do it the next time. Oh, and the excuse they used on why my son isn't really afraid of their dog? It's a small dog and everyone knows people who are afraid of dogs are only afraid of the big ones.
My husband gave me the look of "DO NOT KILL THEM!" so I bit my tongue.
So, how are you guys doing?
We still have a few other things to get, but since my ankles and feet swelled to the size of a small country it hasn't been easy to go and help my husband pick out what style to get. He is not allowed to shop alone for anything bigger than a breadbox since the FUGLY chair incident years ago.
So now, we can have people over and not be embarrassed by how the house looks. I have threatened the live of my cubs if they dare to mess up all the hard work their father and I did.
I saw my doctor yesterday for the whole ankle and feet thing and she told me it was due to my high blood pressure. Am I stressed out? (YA THINK?!?) and water retention. She gave me a prescription to bring my blood pressure down and this morning my feet and ankles are looking much better.
It didn't help that I had a fight with a neighbor woman because she didn't like me getting on her son about bullying my son by saying that the boy was going to sic his uncle's dog on my son and have the dog bite him. My son is terrified of dogs and the boy knew it.
She starts yelling from her upstairs window about how I was screaming in her son's face. First, I was 5 feet away and not screaming. I was very calm about the whole thing even though inside I was LIVID. She told me I had no right to yell at him. I told her to control her kid and it wouldn't happen. She told me he isn't a dog to be controlled. I told her to just shut up. She comes stomping down her stairs and outside where I was standing. I didn't move an inch. She told me she was going to get all ghetto on me and punch me. I told her I would love nothing more than for her to do so, so her son could see her being led away in handcuffs after getting a beating by a much smaller woman than she is. She calls her brother, because she couldn't scare me. So, he comes over and tries all the same shit including threatening to punch me. I told him I wasn't his wife or his bitch, so watch how he talks to me. He starts yelling again, so I told him to shut up. He got a look on his face like I slapped him. I guess he is not use to women telling him to shut up.
Anyway, the mother pretends to call the police and then they both tell me to go home before I get hurt. I told them I would wait for the police. They walk inside upset that I wasn't in the least bit scared of them. So, since she was just talking to the voices in her head or something I really do call the police and my husband.
My husband and the police officer get there at the same time, which is good for the woman's brother. The police officer says he is good at getting people to get along and never once asked if I wanted to press charges even though both people admitted to saying they were going to cause harm to me. Most of the cops on our police force are intelligent people, this guy was an idiot.
The brother apologized after seeing an angry Italian man wanting to know why the idiot thought it was a good idea to threaten his wife. The boys mother didn't apologize and told me I knew where she lived if I had a problem with her son, since she has lived here 5 years. I don't know or care where anyone live, but if her son bullies my son again. I will yell at the kid. If I'm going to be accused of something I didn't do I will make sure I do it the next time. Oh, and the excuse they used on why my son isn't really afraid of their dog? It's a small dog and everyone knows people who are afraid of dogs are only afraid of the big ones.
My husband gave me the look of "DO NOT KILL THEM!" so I bit my tongue.So, how are you guys doing?
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