- I am a SAHM of 3 and a wife of one. I started a blog to just bitch about life and now our youngest son is very sick I want to hear from other families going thru this and support eachother. He has SBS secondary to NEC with only 50 cm proximal jejunum and a 3 cm segment of terminal ileum. He is TPN dependent. He is a tough little 6 lb, 3 month old! Keeping my mind from turning to mush, Scentsy was introduced to me and I'm very thankful. The wonderful people in this community has changed my life. Even so, chaos in our house is a daily adventure. Some days, alright most days.. I take things minute by minute. To get through this bumpy road called 'life' I need my husband Jerad and my kids, my son Jordan 15, and my daughter Jaycee who is 11, and my son Jaxon is 3 months...I say it how it is... So I will say this.... "If you don't like what you are reading, you have the choice to leave my page. Nice, bitchy, raging lunitic, loving.. that's me! I admit I swear like a sailor, I may have different religious beliefs, I hate brussel sprouts with a passion.. these are all ways to describe ME.. I love making new friends but I will not 'pretend' to be someone I'm not just for their sake.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
One evening I needed to take my son to the store for a 'scientific calculator'. This isn't your couple dollar calculator either. What the hell? I don't care that it has been a few years since I was his age, I didn't even know what it was until that day. I took him to the store and it came out to be $30.23... so I gave the cashier a $50 bill and $0.23. She returned a $10 bill in my hand. I sat there for a moment and was making sure the bloody mary wasn't still in effect from hours earlier. I mentioned to the cashier.. "You owe me $20, not $10". She replied rudely, "No, I owe you only $10". So I sat and did the math with her... "$50 take away $30 is $20 left as change, not $10. You owe me $20." My son added, "My mom is a whiz at math, so you better listen to her". I had to chuckle at that one. She picked up her stupid little phone hanging behind her and called the manager. At this point I opened the damn package that contained the calculator and showed the manager how I came to the answer of $20. "I just want my $20", why is it that hard?" I didn't think it was hard math to do. Twenty five minutes later, and a $20 bill in my hand, I was finally on my way home. Once I got home, I immediately went to my 10 year old and asked her, "What is the answer to 50-30?"... her response.... "20, duh mom". To this day she still tells everyone that she had to help her mom with math.