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Fucking Ellie!

I really do love this woman, so don't think that I'm posting this to say that I hate her.

It's just that I hate the way she's been treating me recently.

More and more often, she's talked to me like I'm a fucking idiot!

Several days ago, we were at our niece and nephew's Jr. High School graduation.

There, she decided that she needed to find some phone numbers and she asked me to help find them with my phone.

Now, I'm NOT A FUCKING IDIOT!

She knows this, but...

I was using a web page to search for this person's phone number, and nothing was originally returned.

Thinking that I may have misspelled the name with a standard name, I tried a non-standard spelling.

Without even thinking or watching what I was doing, she just looked down when I was retrying the search again and told me "that's how you spell it"...

WTF!?

You don't think I don't know that!?

I almost threw my fucking phone, because I know what I'm fucking doing!

So, I looked at the web page search criteria and went back to the normal spelling again, and adjusted the city and state.

Voila!
The FUCKING phone number came up!

I was just a complete fucking idiot who couldn't spell things right.

She couldn't find her way through the internet if a computer was fucking implanted in her brain!

This morning, I'm working!

HOLY SHIT!
Imagine that!
I work!

 Before she leaves, she's talking to me about laundry, which is OK.

However, she asked me to have the kids hang laundry on the line today.

Then she proceeds to tell me to not talk rough to the kids in front of their friend spending the night.

It's not "talk rough" as the exact term.

Dammit
She thought I didn't have fucking self control!

 I know I swear here a lot, and I'm sure that if a "sane/normal" fucking person has been reading my blog, they'd go...

"Well, you do seem unstable.""Well, you seem to shout & swear more than "normal" people do."

 Fuck everyone.

So now, I'm fucking pissed off, when I wasn't.

I understood what she was saying about the laundry.

She didn't need to add the shit about how to talk to the kids with their friend who spent the night.

I know that I don't want my kids to be embarrassed by things I might say to them when their friends are here.

Or have their friends feel awkward about what I say or do that might not be "cool" to see.

I had a friend back in 4th grade that I was really good friends with.  I was supposed to spend the night at his house one night.  While there, something happened that I didn't hear. (Fucking wonder, I'm hard of hearing) His mom came in and asked what he said, and I said I didn't hear anything... so she started wailing on my friend right there in front of me.  After several seconds of that, I up and ran home.  I couldn't fucking stand there and watch that.

I don't want that type of stuff to happen when my kids' friends are here.

Shit's really awkward for the kids and their friends.

Ellie and I want our home to be a safe haven for the kids we know.

Too many kids these days have family problems, and if they feel safe here, then they can seek out refuge here without worrying about harm.

Dammit Ellie!
I was having a good morning!