Hodge Podge

There's a little bit of everything in here, kinda like when I met Roger's grandmother "Wella" and she fixed dinner one night. It was a pot full of beans, boiled eggs, Italian sausage and some other stuff. It looked like to me that she had opened the fridge and added a little bit of everything. I asked Roger how to say, "clean out the fridge in Spanish and THAT is what I called it. This really was a Spanish meal, unlike this blog, which has no real point today but to ramble on... Which, really, is all I ever do...

Matt's Birthday was yesterday. He turned 9. It is a law in the LAND OF TENEA that the birthday person gets to choose "WHAT'S FOR DINNER" (pretend there is an echoing sound when you say that). Matt picked pizza with extra, extra cheese and Bo's ice cream for desert. Normally I would have had Matt's birthday this coming weekend but, alas, I am broke. From the trip up to Tennessee and the $80.00 baseboards (and whatever else I can think of) I am having a party in a couple of weeks anyway but this really benefits Matt because instead of just one day he gets to celebrate, my guilt turns it into a darn MARDI GRAS for him.
1.) He had the party at school, complete with TWO chocolate chip cookie cakes
2.) His actual birthday pigging out, getting his own way all day
3.) Tonight he got to go see a "birthday movie" with just Roger (X-MEN)
4.) The party he'll have either going bowling, skating, or another movie...
5.) A cool hair cut he's been wanting called a "BLOWOUT" with a design on the back of his neck. (looks like Victoria Gottie's son's hair) Plus Presents.

I grew sick of Bartholomeu chewing, peeing and craping everywhere and kicked him out of the house in the first part of March. Guilt ATE me up about it when I'd see him all sad in the backyard. Patch was with him because SHE'S HIS MOM. He has DESTROYED the backyard and is a garbage freak. I finally couldn't take it anymore and brought the flea bag in. I bathed Patch first for about an hour and a half, then Bartholomeu. I applied their flea medication, cleaned their ears and fed them both some fresh chicken (skinless of course). Patch is happy to be back sleep in air conditioning, but Bartholoew is confused (NORMAL). Because he still has some bad habits, I have him on a very short leash with me at all times. This has kind of put me in jail too because now I can't go ANYWHERE without him. Katherine pointed out the similarities between Gabriel and Patch. They are both STILL being POTTY TRAINED and are old enough ALREADY! You can tell them both to SIT DOWN and they will both ignore you. They both like to chew on stuff and tear up furniture. They are both BAD but are SO CUTE that it saves their lives. Difference- Gabriel doesn't get kicked out in the backyard.

I went to court today about a horrible traffic accident I witnessed. I VOLUNTEERED AS A WITNESS. I was subpoenaed and was suppose to go to court on the 15th of May. I write everything down on a calendar but I FORGOT this time. I can't stand people who are late, people who are NEVER on time for anything, but I forgot this ONE time. I have an excuse- Gabriel. Anyone could forget a court date taking care of him. So I had to go to court today to answer the judge about WHY I didn't show up last time. I didn't know this until got there and was not to happy since it took me 20 minutes to find a parking place and I still had to run 6 city blocks with 3 children to be on time. The plaintiff's attorney didn't show up and neither did the other witness who didn't come the first time either. The judge did a conference call with the attorney (who subpoenaed me) because he couldn't find the info on the other witness and he was going to hold her "in contempt of court" and issue a warrant for her arrest! He told me he was "going to withhold jail time" for me THIS TIME. BIG-WUP-TE-DO! That poor judge wouldn't have known what hit him if I had left Gabriel with him. I got subpoenaed again today to show up next week.

Things I Hate:
1.) People in charge who throw their weight around
2.) People in charge who throw their weight around
3.) People in charge who throw their weight around

Look, I know there has to be rules, and I know the courts time is valuable. But don't talk to me like a drug dealing convict when I am the one who VOLUNTEERED to be a witness. Makes you RE-THINK being a witness again.

Next time:
"Oh no, officer, I didn't see a THANG. I didn't see when that lady smashed into the back of that man's car and wrapped it around a tree. Oh no, not me! I didn't see NOTHIN'!"

I probably have more crap I could talk about, however it is 1:04am and I need some sleep. I'll save the rest of the material for another blog that I can inflate into a single story.