Wow, I must be getting better faster than I thought. One of my friends came by this evening with all her dogs, and I went to the Dog Park with her. Then when I came home I had an "urge" that I hadn't had for awhile, so I took advantage of my poor husband. LOL
I definitely feel relaxed now. LOL
Life is so funny sometimes.
I'm a writer, well not professional, but I swear I can write Jingles and poems and stories, anything.
Anyway, I used to date some Pilots when I was young and learned about the "Mile High Club."
So I'm writing this Rap Song called, "The Mile High Club."
It goes like this:
THE MILE HIGH CLUB
I’m in the Mile High Club
(I know you wish you were in it)
I’m in the Mile High Club
(You better believe it)
I’m flyin in the Air 100 miles up
In the Back Seat with my Girlies
Snugglin Up
The Pilot’s up front, getting down with the Plane
While me and my Girlies are getting ready to Play
(Refrain I’m in the Mile High Club)
It’s getting warm back here,
We start to shed some clothes
I feel the smooth smooth skin
Smell the perfume with my nose
My lady get’s on me and starts to rockin
I can feel my Candy Stick meltin in her Pocket
She’s rubbing and rocking, getting ready to explode
I can feel it cumin, and I’m ready to roll
My other girl is hot, watchin all the action
Soon as my one girl get’s off, the other's ready for action
(Refrain I'm in The Mile High Club)
Hey, I know, I know, it needs some work, that's just my first rough draft
Wow......WOW! Sounds like you are a great mom! We always had secrets in my family when I was growing up. My mom and I are close now, but we weren't back then. Secrets do keep people sick, but you are right about some things being private. To each their own, I guess. Sounds like you and your daughter have a good relationship, and that is what will matter most to her!
You weren't preaching either! Sometimes it feels good to just get it OUT! And put a heating pad on your back. It will help!!! : )
LOL, don't worry, I'm just spoutin off steam. It really was kind of a funny thing to deal with. I'm not homophobic in the least, I mean, I grew up in San Francisco, back in the day they called us "Fag Hags," LOL.
It was just that of all the things my then 12 year old daughter could have told me, being be-sexual wasn't even one I had thought off. Of course there's always pregnancy, I guess. I didn't really believe it when she told me, I know her too well, and when she told me her and her girlfriend were in love, I supported their Friendship 100%, just not anything physical. Heck, I wouldn't let a 13 year old boy be alone in her room with the door shut. Not that I don't trust my daughter, but I know things can happen, and I'm not looking to be a young grandma either.
I just could not believe that Dad of hers when I told her parents. I thought it would be the right thing to do because I was afraid if her parents found out and then knew that I had known they could sue me for child molestation or something. You know with some people you never know and things are very different now with children. Even with the door open I know they kissed, and who knows what else. That's her private business.
This girl was always being moody though, playing mind games with my daughter like "if you really cared/loved me you'd do this" some sexual thing, and then she'd start sulking and be all rejecting to my daughter, when my daughter didn't want to do it.
Where does a 13 year old girl learn to play these mind games? Well, before my daughter she had a "boyfriend" who dumped her, and it really hurt her feelings, so she turns around and does the same thing to my daughter. Hey, don't get me wrong, my daughter had her part to play, and she's no saint, but so many times she would come to me crying and asking why this girl was treating her this way. Her and my daughter are both Artists, and there was a sort of competition there, like "whose the best kind of thing," and for a while the girl was better, but not now. Art is my daughter's life. She wants to direct movies, has several up on You-Tube, and is in a Film School this summer.
Her Dad thinks I'm crazy, and I think he's an A**H***, an the poor girl is really messed up. In my home we talk about everything. there pretty much aren't any secrets. Just like in the program, in a family too, the secrets will make you sick. we don't all sit down at the table to talk about certain things, things that are private to my daughter that she wouldn't want her Dad to hear. But anything is open for discussion.
She knows what's happening to me know, that I'm detoxing off this drug. I don't believe in making up stories to cover up. "Oh, Mommy's sick." Kids aren't stupid, but if you treat them like they are, well just look out when they become teenagers.
Like I said, it's pretty much all simmered down now, and I'm simmered down too.
My daughter learned a Life Lesson, and it won't be her first, but she knows she can talk to me about anything, and I'll always be there for her.
Well, I'll stop preaching now Tramhater. LOL
Oh Advil for the backache. I feel a little better this afternoon.
Oh my! Try not to do anything right now!!! Just take some deep breaths, a hot bath and chill.....I know it's hard! : (
Try to get negative stuff off your mind. Concentrate on something positive if you can. Watch something on TV that is mindless!!!
What are you doing to help your backache? Advil? Heating pad?
O.K., I'm going to complain now. My back is killing me, my stomach feels like it's on fire, my whole body feels sick, and I've got some kind of weird cough that doesn't stop. When I get up I feel like I'm going to pass out, but laying down isn't any better, cause my mind starts whirling.
Right now it's whirling on the "supposed" friend of my daughter. This girl has done some snaky stuff to my daughter, however, my daughter has gotten over it and moved on. I should take some wisdom from my daughter. However, I have not gotten over it, and I want to call this girls father, who's a creep from the get go, and tell him what I think about him and his Snake of a daughter. But I won't, because it will make my daughter feel bad, I just am sooo pissed off at these people. I can't go into the wholestory, but briefly, this girl is a little older than my daughter and tried to get my daughter to believe that she (my daughter) was bi-sexual.
Last year, all summer, this girl practically live at our house and I had no clue what was going on until my daughter told me that she was "Bi-Sexual." So, o.k., if that's how my daughter feels, hell she wasn't even 13 yet, but she is very mature for her age. Mature in wisdom, and the way she sees the world, things like that.
So I thought and thought about the situation, and I told them that her friend could be over, but no closed doors. In the meantime, her friend is trying to "Put the Make" on her. One day my Daughter came out of her room with a big hickey on her neck. When I asked her about it, she said her friend did it. Then she started talking to me how "her friend" was trying to get her to try "Intimate things" and that she didn't like it. I told the friend to knock it off, but she still kept coming after my daughter.
I decided to go to the girl's parents and talk about the situation, and that turned out to be one of the worst things I could have done. The parents totally freaked. The Mom has a couple of Gay Sisters in Florida who run a Soap shop so I thought it wouldn't be so bad to tell them. NOT
So more drama and more drama, and my daughter decided she is not bi-sexual and breaks up with this girl who ran home to her Daddy and said I don't know what, because all of a sudden my daughter wasn't a part of the "Crowd" anymore, which really hurt her.
Finally, everything calmed down, and this girl got a "boyfriend." Last week this boy calls up my daughter and is berating her for breaking up with the girl, and how it's my daughter's fault that this girl has problems.
What kind of S*** that is, I don't even know. You know I went into my Mother Bear Mode and I was ready to Kick Some A**. The Girlfriend, the Girlfriend's Boyfriend, and the Girls father, since he also blames my daughter for his daughter being hurt.
No-one knows the real truth but me, and my daughter doesn't want me to say anything about it, so I won't.
Helps to write about it though, get's it out of my mind.
Thanks for the support. It's day 2 of no drugs, and I feel like I've been run over by a truck, but I just have to hang in there for a couple of more days and I should start feelihg better.