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It has been a productive month of writing for me. Well not productive as far as actualy writing, but productive because I have started branching out more.
I shut out the little voice inside my head that said I am not good enough and submitted an entry in Associated Content’s $5,000 article contest. You can read it here. I didn’t win, but it was a good experience for me and I am very proud that I thought I might stand a chance.
I also have entered the Accentuate Services forum June short story contest. I am on pins and needles waiting to see how I did. There are some really good entries so I am nervous. The 1st, 2nd and 3rd place winners will be published in a short story anthology. I really hope I win.
What could be better than saying ‘I am a published author.” Even if I don’t win this months contest, I will keep trying.
Writing was something I always have done. Being a writer is my secret, well not so secret anymore, dream. It’s hard to know if I am good enough, but time will tell.
I am toying with the idea of hiring Michelle L Devon from Accentuate Services to edit some of the works I have in progress. I hate to keep writing if I have screwed something up and it will all get edited out.
Anyway, please wish me luck for the contest! I consulted my tarot cards and they seemed very promising about the contest. Tarot cards wouldn’t lie to make me feel better would they?
My step mother in law is out visiting with her sister and her mother in law (my hubby’s grandmother). They are taking the grandmother to the airport to go back to Ohio. The thing is the grandmother watches the Lifetime movie network all day long.
It’s wedding day or something today, which replaces the intrigue of women scorned from yesterday. I have never wanted to watch sports more. Heck I might even watch baseball(shudder) well maybe not.
I do love having the step mother in law here. She is wonderful. She came out last year and stayed for weeks when I was pregnant and couldn’t take care of myself, much less my little boy. I don’t know what I would have done without her.
She has been so stressed having her mother in law stay with her that she can’t wait to go the airport to ship her out. I can’t wait either so I can reclaim the TV.
Today we got a call from the rehab nurses. Dad was very agitated and was very upset and screaming. I felt guilty for not going there sooner today. He really wanted to see one of his daughters.
Plus my 4 year old is sick with a fever. I felt guilty for leaving him to go see my dad. He wants mommy to hold him and rub his back.
My sister and I go every other day so he always has a visit from one of us every day. We feel guilty about not going everyday. It’s hard though. I work all day go to dad’s and then get home about 7 to make dinner and put the little guy to bed on those nights.
I feel guilty for not wanting to go. I hate going. The visit consists of me reminding my father he can not get up and get in to bed by himself at least 5 times. He broke his hip when he fell the last time he wouldn’t listen.
He is getting worse. He is Bi-polar and I think they have cut back his meds. Today he was convinced that they were torturing him because they put him in a recliner after getting him in and out of bed 7 times. He thinks they are holding him prisoner and they are evil. So we will probably have to move him this week because he has it set in his mind that they are evil and we won’t be able to change it.
He knows sometimes that something isn’t right. He told me today he wondered what was wrong with his speech. The incredibly intelligent man can’t get the words out and he is frustrated by it.
He said he wishes he could just die it would be so much better for him. This is something he has expressed more than once after we found him in a hypoglycemic coma nearly dead. I don’t know what to say to him. I feel guilty for saving his life by worrying about not hearing from and having him check on. I feel guilty for thinking that I should have let him die rather than suffer this way.
Every day is a challenge that I am not sure I can rise to.
What better words from a 4 year old could there be? What a wonderful way to start the day with such a simple pronouncement of love. My heart is filled and I remember the joy of living that I had forgotten for so long now. My blessed baby boy. 
Arizona parents are looking pretty bad right now.
One idiot mother left her 6 year old home alone to go shopping. The poor kid woke up scared and alone. He called 911 and the police stayed with him until his mom came home. The sad thing is she is the best Arizona parent out of all the examples.
This idiot parent left his 2 year home alone to go to work. He claimed he had hired a babysitter but the babysitter disappeared. He lied. Idiot.
Another idiotic Arizona parent left his 4 children all under 4 home alone all night long. He apparently went to the bar to get his wife but she wouldn’t leave so rather than go home and be with the kids, he went with a buddy to a different bar. 2 of his 3 year old twins were almost hit during morning rush hour on the on ramp for the freeway. Thank God they didn’t make it to the freeway! The person stopped and called the police.
The children led them to a nearby apartment where they found a 4 year old and a 1 year old. They all had soiled diapers, no food, were eating out of the trash can and there were broken beer bottles on the floor. These “parents” should be shot!
Today’s horrible idiotic parent article was the last straw for me. These monsters - I won’t even call them parents-were arrested after bringing their 2 year old child to the hospital. The child weighed 12 pounds!! Apparently it was the baby’s “father” and step mother. Why? Why would anyone do this to another human being?
These stories have all happened this month! I am so disgusted!!
I am an Arizona parent. I would die for my child. I love him more than anything on this earth! I take him to daycare, I feed him, I clothe him, I teach him, I bathe him, I keep him safe- I RAISE him. Well, we (my husband and I) raise him. We do these things and more because THAT is what parenting means.
Parenting means giving up going to the movie you want to see because it isn’t appropriate for your child to watch. Parenting means even when he drives you crazy whining, you love him anyway. Parenting means getting no sleep while holding a crying sick child through the night.
None of those examples are about parents, not real parents. These idiots give Arizona parents a bad name.
My morning commute filled with the usual death defying feats of idiots on cell phones was brightened a little today. I saw a cute custom license plate that read ‘kidzBgon” on a cute little convertible car. See custom plates like that make sense. I am still puzzling over this one I saw several days ago… TTPGURU ok what top toilet paper guru? Top tipping Guru? Someone please help me out here! Good custom plates should take a few seconds to get maybe a minute but several days- NO! Think before buying custom plates people- your decision affects everyone else that sees it.
While I am enlightening the public on driving courtesies let me share another experience. I was making a left turn at a light and was 3rd in line. The first car just sat there when the light turned green until she could make her turn. She didn’t bother to move up into the intersection so the car behind her could move up and be able to make the light. In AZ that is a big driving FOUL! You move your car up so someone else can make the light too! Other states may be different but you’re in Arizona now son home of drivers who have spent half their lives driving blindly as the sun beats through your window at sunset. Those steely eyed glints are not our attempts at looking like cowboys folks. Neither are the concealed weapons that we are allowed to carry. This is your final warning-move up when you are turning!
What really brightened up my commute today though was seeing 4 fire trucks at the water park. Oh man, 4 truck loads of sexy firemen in itty bitty bathing suits, getting a nice golden tan, going down water slides!! I have spent all morning trying to gather the women in the office for a little “off site meeting” but the boss won’t allow it. Darn it! We are talking firemen here. This is an emergency! Oh well a girl can dream can’t she?!
