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I got nothing. Or nothing much anyway.
My oldest child is trying to drive me to the looney bin. I’ve decided that’s her goal in life. On the bright side, at least she has a goal! There for awhile I was beginning to think she had none.
The trick in dealing with her and her latest antics is to not let it become an issue between Master and I. We’ve worked really hard to become a parenting team vs. a divided front but it can be a challenge. He and I have extremely different parenting techniques so it’s been a tightrope to walk for both of us.
I wish I had a crystal ball and could show her the future she’s setting up for herself because she certainly doesn’t believe anything we tell her. We, of course, have never been in her shoes, never been young, blah blah blah. *eyeroll*
Mostly, the situation with her just makes me tired. Exhausted. Mentally and physically drained. I’m a walking zombie. An angry, hysterical, crying zombie and I’m a buttcrack’s width away from not giving a fuck anymore.
Those of you who have children too young to talk – cherish it, by God.
Master is equally as exhausted. He’s working 12 to 14 hour days, 7 days a week. Yesterday I asked if I could put a request in to His boss to borrow Him for a day. Just one day, maybe even a half a day. He’s going to get back to me on that.
And I has a job! Well.. sort of. It really doesn’t qualify as a JOB job. Master volunteered my cleaning services to people who have several rental properties when they were lamenting the chore of cleaning up after people vacate the property. They’ve called just a couple of times as I guess people don’t move out that frequently, but lemme tell you, it may not be very often but it is a job and a half getting it done. I cannot *believe* the filth some people live in. These are not cases of running in to windex and vacuum and spruce the place up. These are cases of things being a different color once I’ve scraped (literally scraped) the gunk off. I would never have said I was a clean freak before, but I think I might be, if those are the cleanliness standards. These houses have been disgusting.
Anyway, I actually enjoy the work a bunch. I love to clean, but what’s really neat about it is that I work alone, at most I cross paths with a maintenance man fixing drywall now and then, and I can do it pretty much whenever I have time. It works really well around Master’s and the kids’ schedules.
So that’s that.
Oh. Master said I could shave my pits. The reason why is as mysterious as the reason why He told me I couldn’t shave them in the first place. But not the legs and certainly not the pubes. Ugh. I feel dirty.
It’s snowing here already. Blech. I hate winter. We went out for dinner with a group that Master works with last week and I, in making conversation, casually asked “So, just how much snow do y’all get up here anyway?” The table went silent til one guy asked, “Is this your first winter up here?” to which I nodded and they all erupted into squeals of laughter and calls of “Hope you brought a shovel!” and “Whooooeee! You’re in for a treat!” and “Honey, you’re in the snow belt!”
Top ten snowiest cities in America :
1 Blue Canyon California 240.8
2 Marquette Michigan 128.6
3 Sault Ste. Marie Michigan 116.7
4 Syracuse New York 111.6
5 Caribou Maine 110.4
6 Mount Shata California 104.9
7 Lander Wyoming 102.5
8 Flagstaff Arizona 99.9
9 Sexton Summit Oregon 97.8
10 Muskegon Michigan 97.0
So. Yeah. Real excited about that.
The conversation then turned to bears and moose and the plans of me raising farm animals of any kind. They laughed at me. Asked me why I didn’t just open a restaurant for the wildlife in my backyard. So boo. APPARENTLY, this place is only pretty to look at it and people don’t actually LIVE here. ‘cept us. Cuz we’re stoopid.
ummmm… I really got nothing else. There probably isn’t a whole lot coming either. Master is going out of town for a bit next week. Anyone wanna be hired to come and install some trim boards? Change a light? Take over Master’s much-neglected honey-do list? Anyone? I’ll cook!
~cunt












I’m still obsessed about the pits. Of course. I’m spontaneously now growing all my fur. Partly because I miss it, and partly because I left my razor in my car (long story) and I am too lazy to get it.
I loved the story about the snow belt! That is too funny. What were they thinking during that pause, I wonder? Goofy.
I hope you get Master back soon! Maybe you should picket the office. *snicker*
Hallelujah! Smooth pits! I recommend that if you’re allowed to actually shave anything, don’t do the whole thing in the bathtub. Soak, then get out on a towel and do everything that way. You can use the tub or a cup of water to rinse the razor and such, but doing it after extended periods in the bath just suuuuuuuucks.
Oh, SNAP, I didn’t realize we were THAT close on the map. :3 You guys going to go to Spankfest?
And one thing I’ve noticed from my parents and difficult children is that no matter how much you’re ready to give up, you never quite do. Thoughts?
I’d gladly come over. We could clean, and then lounge around eating chocolate and your delicious cooking….. right?
About Jes… she’ll grow up. At this point she’s thinking she’s “different” from anyone else making those choises. Actually, bring her to see people who’ve made those choises. And hard consequences. Seriously. Hard, bitchass consequences. There’s no other getting through to that kind of children (and i was one… just like… four-five years ago…) Being nice isn’t going to help, being sweet and understanding will give her a finger and she’ll take the hand. Being consequental, while open to conversation and listening, will work.
At least, I believe it works.
Oh, snow? I’m like… from far, far up north. Think polar cirkle and look at where it crosses over the Swedish / Finnish border. Yeah. There. We get snow. Like… six feet of it. The idea is: Shovel what’s nessecery, leave the rest. Door to car, ability to get the car out. That’s it. Just leave it.
Been there with difficult child. A real hard case. Drugs,rehab., stealing,jail,children out of wedlock, emancipated minor,the whole 9 yards.
HOWEVER, now we are some 15 years down the road… she’s a model parent,PTA, loving, kind, giving, job, cares for others, etc. Just keep doing what you’re doing and sooner or later it all works out. Nobody said this was easy along the way, just very rewarding.
Get a book on “Tough Love” ( no not that kind) read it and stick to it.
Too bad you’re so far away, where I work, they need clean freeks very badly.
Hey Kaya,
Been reading and wanting to weigh in on the subject of body hair for a while…does your Master realize that, historically speaking, he’s got it all wrong?
On my first trip ever overseas my very first, jet-laggy morning found me in Bath, England.
http://www.cityofbath.co.uk/romanbaths/body_romanbaths.html
I was the first customer that day at the Roman Baths exhibit and the guide was perfectly happy to offer me a private tour.
She showed me the places along the Great Bath where rich, powerful Romans would relax their afternoons away after a good soak.
“They didn’t like body hair,” she told me “so both men and women had their slaves pluck out armpit hairs one by one as they chatted.” (And presumably, yelped.)
So you see? You should be the plucker and your Master should be the pluckee! It’s a matter of Tradition!
Best,
Christine
So is your Master going to make you shovel all that snow in the nude?? Ohhhhhh I do hope so and pictures too of seeing how much you LOVE shoveling..
Unfortunately, morningstar’s condo has a service doing the shovelling :-((
Sir,
Owner of morningstar
I actually have some friends who live in Marquette, and he’s insane, so you’re not alone!
Sorry kiddo, we had eight inches of partly cloudly covering everything this morning and even though its Canuckada we’re wa-a-a-ay south of y’all. With the leaves still on some of the trees it hasn’t been a nice day. Check my journal for the video.
Holy crap! Snow?!?! Master and I are going to the lake this weekend! Mid-seventies & sunny. I mean… I’ma love ya & all that, but any visit will definitely be during the s-u-m-m-e-r.
w00t! Glad to hear you get to shave your pits. Hope that goes well for you.
So you’re living in one of the snowiest places in the US? Lucky you.
I’m trying REALLY hard here to not be *me* and laugh my ass off at another person’s misery.
But it is so. fucking. hard.
*suppresses a giggle*
And I think the other people at the dinner table were enjoying it a little too much too! lol
As for the daughter – I feel for ya. I know my day will come. Hell, I WAS one of those kids, and we all know karma is a bitch. *shudders*
and I’m a buttcrack’s width away from not giving a fuck anymore.
amen. I just announced that I’m one bad day away from saying fuckit and moving back to Ohio, where they can have their grandfather do the raising and rearing. Mama is done. That was met with eye rolls and sighs. I swear, I was never this rotten.
I envy you the snow. Srsly.
I TOLD you that snow was a serious thing…and an early arrival in the UP! I’m not up that far, but I AM an hour north of Muskegon! Sadly (happily?), we didn’t get anything that stuck over the weekend. Did you know that they close the Mackinac Bridge when the snow gets too bad because it starts to swing pretty far back and forth? Students at Michigan Tech have also been known to NOT find their car that was parked alongside the curb until the springtime…
All I can tell you is that 1. I hope you have a penchant for silk longjohns. 2. That you know how to shovel snow properly. 3. That you have a sturdy rope attached to your home for when you go out and pick up the mail in a snow storm. ;)
Have fun!
Robin
Hate to snow on you parade but this must be a lower 48 figure…
Valdez, AK 326 inches per year. I know I shoveled them. :(
I now know where you live.
:-)
I will find you.
Oh dear, I think I tried to warn you :)
This year the snow is starting early and all we can hope for is for it to end early too. (crossing fingers….really hard) It will be below 40 degrees for months now starting soon and then somewhere in there will be days when it is warm and beautiful…..Then you think, wow, this isn’t so bad….until you realize it just turned the snow into ICE, bah. Forget the shovel, you are in the back country…get a snowblower, and a plow. I have driven out of my garage to work, and come home to find 3 feet of snow in the driveway and I can’t get back in.
Good luck, and please ask if you need any local help. I’ma not so good with molding tho :)
PS I have the “I survived the record snowfall” sweatshirts…..from 2 years in a row. :D lol Maybe you can bet yours this year!
kaya, my oldest daughter was brought up in Michigan, I’ll way down here in Texas on the coast, and she loves to tell me what a whimp I am about snow! Water was made to be fished in, not to be frozen! Anyway, now she is @ Mich. Tech, which as far as I can figure out is north of Canada! You snow folks are strange people…. My second son was my bad child. Did everything cept go to jail. Now he works hard, is a good man, and regerts all the stupid stuff he did. don’t give up, she’ll be worth it. Prof
was your daughter seperated from a twin at birth cause i think i have her sister living in our house.
You know the drill, mom doesn’t know anything, dad knows less when it is convenient, more when it’s not. Angry when you don’t help her, angrier when you do…
or maybe we were seperated at birth cause i definately am feeling zombie like…
i love her, but college for her or loonie bin for me can’t come fast enough!!!
Welcome to Michigan!!!!! *snickers* Note that 3 of the top 10 are in Michigan.
I’d feel bad for you but I’m in the southern snowbelt myself. I get tons of lake effect snow and I have no snow thrower. Oh yeah, Mr Master Man Grand Poobah, get a snow thrower. You’ll throw your back out otherwise, or Kaya will.
You will have T O N S of snow as will I this year. Your snowfall just starts sooner then mine. I have absolutely NO sympathy for folks that willingly move to the UP. Nope .. NONE! You live on the END of the Earth!!
Bundle up my dear .. or come south and visit. :D
I’m so sick of snow :( I’ve been literally begging to move south for… at least two years now. What’s funny about that is I was actually ecstatic about moving here *because* of the snow. Turns out being born in the north doesn’t make me a Yank. Give me 120 degrees in the summer over snow ANY day. Yeah… snow lovers can have it. I’ll even pay to ship it to them! Okay, not really. I’m broke.
As for installing trim and such… I have an idea! Our masters can trade. I’ll come take care of your house and you can come pack for me. I HATE packing.
I don’t know what’s going on with the oldest, but if it’s anything like what I was doing at her age I’m more than willing to give her a wake-up call if you like. Granted, my life is seriously looking up now, but I never thought that day would come.
Kaya,
I prefer to lurk, but I saw you live in my childhood hometown!
Marquette is a beautiful place, but I really think Master ought to drag you down to the lake. Isn’t the Polar Bear swim coming up soon? Your Master wouldn’t dream of making you swim with a bunch of other strangers in a bikini with another two months worth of hair, right?!
Take Care,
Ally
i will say that i moved to MI from NH and even living in snowy new england, it’s not NEARLY as snowy as michigan. WHO KNEW? i certainly didn’t.
yuck.
if you haven’t, i highly recommend investing in a snow blower.
I can vouge for number 4…. way, way, way too much fucking snow. And if you go 30 miles north, they have 2-3 feet every week. Snow sucks.
You crack me up! I love you :) I love coming and reading about anything and everything you have to say.
“So boo. APPARENTLY, this place is only pretty to look at it and people don’t actually LIVE here. ‘cept us. Cuz we’re stoopid.”
You seriously made me laugh out loud! Either you are really funny or I’m really boring…or maybe both!
Oh, and we don’t know what snow is here in Texas. We get 2 inches and the schools shut down and we get out there to build our “snowmen” before the chance is gone for another year or three!
I just wanted to stop by and say hi. I have been reading awhile and I also wanted to let you know. I was your daughter 12 years ago, but now things are very different.