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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I am fucking STRESSED OUT

Ok. I am back to where I started.
I learned my lesson.
This template is "me" and I am keeping it.
At least until I change my fucking mind again.

This day has been SHIT.
How many of you have ever had to leave work b/c your kid WON'T FUCKING POOP IN THE GOD DAMNED POTTY?
Yeh, well that is what I had to do b/c the teacher informed me she had been holding her poop all fucking day long and had been crying all day and "Mrs. Weathers, what do you want to do about it? Do you want to come up here and get her?"

Yeh, well I leave work..go up there...take her to the potty. Plead and beg and she finally goes.
Then I leave and go back to work b/c I have 80 fucking phone calls I need to make by the end of the day. I cannot leave work everyday b/c my child will only poop for me at home. And she poops for me at home ALL THE TIME.

So I get her to poop, leave and come back to get her for the day later.
Then find out she had been a hellion every since I left earlier in the day and pulled some little girls hair. I don't pull her hair, her Daddy doesn't pull her hair, her Sister doesn't pull her hair and her Brother doesn't pull her hair. Who is teaching her this shit?

WHAT THE FUCK????

Plus, I am stressed out about buying a new car.
To buy a new car or NOT to buy a new car?..That is the question.
But no, not just any car. Why can't I just be fine with the mini van?
My soul wants this car so bad I could cry. That is the stupiest SHIT EVER. It is a fucking car for God's sake.

AND, we have termites that are eating us out of house and home and they want 1500 bucks to fix it.

AND, my cell phone doesn't work.

AND, my house is a fucking mess.

AND, crack ho is calling to talk to her kids (more on that later).

AND, one of my best friends marriages is falling apart and I can't do anything to make her feel better. I heart her.

AND, guess what else?
It is 7:00 and I haven't cooked dinner yet.

AND, I have to go pay for a fucking passport. That shit is RI-DAMN-DICK-U-LICK-OUS.

AND, well hell..I think that is enough. I will stop there for now.

I shouldn't be allowed to blog should I?

link | posted by Pissy Britches at Wednesday, July 12, 2006

24 Comments:

Blogger Monogram Queen commented at 7:34 PM~  

Honey if you can't vent on a blog then where the hell CAN you vent? I hope things get better for you soon. It's tough when shit hits you BAM all at once. Hugs... and yeah, the template is "you". :)

Blogger Elizabeth commented at 7:59 PM~  

I happen to love your blog so if you ever quit, I am driving up there to TN and screaming PISSY until you answer and then forcing you back in front of the computer.

If you wanna vent, email me. Alexiecfo@cox.net

Blogger Pissy Britches commented at 8:04 PM~  

AND I JUST GOT SPAGHETTI O'S VOMITED ALL OVER MY TITS AND CARPET.
A WHOLE WHOLE BUNCH OF IT.

FUCK

Blogger Kate Michele commented at 8:18 PM~  

Let it out sweetie!!! Best thing to do when stressed is to blog and lock yourself in a room somewhere and just SCREAM at the top of your lungs.... Always makes me feel a little better!!

(I like this template the best too BTW...)

Blogger Michele in Michigan commented at 11:20 PM~  

bloggin' and bitchin' go hand in hand. We heart you, so we'll always be here for you :)

Blogger pack of 2 commented at 1:41 AM~  

Oh shit...sorry girl. I can't even imagine all that shit.

Big hugs from Shangie...We love you girly!

Blogger Kate Giovinco Photography commented at 9:29 AM~  

That just all around sucks!

I hope today is a better day!

Blogger The Merry Widow commented at 9:37 AM~  

I hate days like that where it seems like nuthin is goin right.

Hang in there, Pissy!!! We all heart you!

Blogger Kami commented at 9:38 AM~  

OH NO! I like that we are back to the original look.

Well, hell. Tell them to pump her full of apple juice or some shit. Then she won't be able to hold it.

I'm sorry you're having a shitty time. Screw the passport. Don't get it, and then you can come to Dallas.

Blogger limpy99 commented at 11:03 AM~  

Looks like you picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.

Here's the plan:

Buy the car, smack the kid for hair pulling, do a shot of tequila, hang up on the crack whore, order a new cell phone, do another shot of tequila, kill the termites, (post-date the check), another shot of tequila, clean those spaghtti-o's off your shirt for God's sake, vaccuum the carpet, order pizza for dinner, another shot of tequila, forget the passport and drive to Canada in your new car.

Blogger Kathryn commented at 11:12 AM~  

Again,
I agree with Limpy.

Good God girl. That's some fucked up shit.

I heart you HAB, you know I do.

Blogger Renee commented at 12:08 PM~  

I think you just made me stressed! Wanna come over for a beer?!!lol

Hang in there HAB!:-)

XOXO

Blogger Pissy Britches commented at 12:49 PM~  

And THIS is why I love all you bitches.
Limpy-You crack my shit up.
That plan sounds good to me.
Fuck.
haha

Blogger Kat commented at 1:42 PM~  

Considering spaghetti-o's start out looking like vomit, one shouldn't be too suprised when they become vomit. :)

Sorry everything sucks. I find ordering out always makes things better, oh and drinking, lots of drinking... :)

Blogger Sue commented at 5:23 PM~  

Hugs and margaritas pissy. I hate when the little fuckers won't poop. Pisses me off to no end. I feel for you!

Anonymous Anonymous commented at 7:29 PM~  

I like what you've done with the place.

Little miss pissy girl is just testing the waters.

she'll work it out......don't worry.

Blogger Tammy commented at 7:36 PM~  

All I can say about all that is F.U.C.K.

Damn, girl.

Blogger Summer commented at 6:56 AM~  

This template IS you.

How are things today? Better?

I love Limpy.

Blogger Lynanne commented at 1:20 PM~  

Sounds like the daycare has issues, not your daughter! Hope your shitty day improves. Vent all you want until then!

Blogger Random and Odd commented at 2:08 PM~  

slow down miss. xanax in training.

get your house fixed first.

don't worry about the car, trust me..the car will be there in a couple months.

*HUG* i'm here and I'm happy even though things are shit here too.

*HUG* *HUG*

Blogger Tina commented at 11:11 AM~  

Um, maybe you need to take some time off from life. Or you could just go to Las Palmas with me for lunch that should be fun...

Blogger ac commented at 11:13 PM~  

I love this template. It's one of my faves. It's nice to see it come back. What Limpy said.

Blogger Summer commented at 1:25 PM~  

Ola! Isn't that the restaurant where Tina got into a pissing match with the manager?

Blogger Pissy Britches commented at 8:22 PM~  

Summer, yep..that would be the one.
I can't show my face in there with her ass b/c she wants to act a fool over some sour cream.

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