Things That Annoyed Me On Wednesday
Back by popular demand, my self righteous indignation to all of the toils and troubles of my life.
First, it was the twins birthday, which means it was NOT Felpsy’s birthday. So every time he had a chance to steal the attention, he did. And because he hates me, he’s not even having a birthday this year. He came very close to not having a birthday every year. He was three hours late from being born on Leap Day. How cool would that have been? Only having to throw a birthday party every four years.
Which brings me to
Gift bags. Goodie bags. Bags full of crap I didn’t want to buy to give your kids things you don’t want in your house. HATE them. That being said, since they are expected. I made them totally awesome. Anything worth doing is worth doing well. Whatever.
Who was in charge of telling me about petit fours? I did not get this message. Apparently my mother failed to give me pertinent life tips. YUM. Although, every time I say petit fours, I wonder if my mouth accidentally said pedophile.
How’s that for a segue?
John Walsh, you are a nice guy. You have done a lot of good in the world. Your son was taken by a pedophile, in a mall. He was not taken by foster parents who have had a license for SEVEN years. Our state refuses to run them, but DFPS doesn’t care, and since it isn’t being funded by anyone, I am now supposed to go through yet another layer of beaurcrazy before I can get kids, that have lived with me for five years that DFPS brought me. And now, since they didn’t do it when it became a federal blackmail tool, this is what is holding us up. Talk to my attorney.
The twins are having their birthday party with their class mates on Friday. In the morning at Chuck E. Cheese. We have made this a little tradition in our school. It occupies a day that our school aged kids are in school, which is invaluable. Anyway, someone came up to me and said
“I’m going to have to decline, if that’s ok.”
No, actually, I DEMAND you rearrange your schedule to accommodate me and my children. Sure I’ve written nasty things about you on the blog, but you may not decline to attend my children’s party. You better be there, and I better love, LOVE your gift, and remember, there are two of them.
Which brings me to CPS.
They came to visit today. Stopped by mid morning and asked where the kids were. That would be school. Where kids are during the day. So, I send them of to the twins preschool. I did not however think to give the school a heads up that it was just a visit. Poor teacher thought CPS was stealing them away, on their birthday. This is what happens when you talk smack about me. Not really, it would have been nice revenge, had I though of it.
CPS part deux. They drop by again to give me presents. Not for the kids birthdays, but from Christmas. 2008. No seriously. The kids bio grandfather sent them gifts in 2008. We got them today, thank you Papa Rico. No wonder he doesn’t talk to me at visits, he thinks I’m a bitch.
I now have three CPS workers, the kids worker, the adoption worker, and the local worker who is supposed to be doing our homestudy. All of them assume that one of the other of them is taking care of things.
Except no one is.
Which is annoying.
But the ice cream man was coming today. I call him the ice cream man, even though he works for a company you would all recognize, but since he provides me with cigarettes, I don’t want him to lose his job or anything. Anyway, I look forward to seeing him. Because without him I would have to go to the grocery store more often, which I hate. And just so you know, Tech Support has forbid me to bum smokes from the ice cream man, ever again. Apparently when a girl bums a smoke, guys here, “hey baby” and well, Tech Support does not want any guy hearing “hey baby” from me. I did not know this as I am not a guy. But I got to thinking, if they here “hey baby” in re to smokes, would that not also be true for many other things? I don’t know. Like I said, not a guy.
So, temporary ice cream man has no clue what I want. So I have to figure it out. I don’t ever figure it out, I order the same crap I ordered last week and then he tries to sell me the special and sometimes I buy it and sometimes I don’t. Have I mentioned how rough I have it?
Then I forgot it was pay day. Who forgets it’s pay day? Besides me. Well, it is the foster money and the day Mama relinquished to us, the state dropped everyones levels of care because they were miraculously fixed. Praise Jesus. Which is why Felpsy will get a piece of bread, seek me out and ask if I know where the toaster is.
The toaster is the SAME place it’s been since 2006 when we bought it.
When that got old, he now asks what’s a toaster. Not it’s function and what not, but staring at the kitchen appliances on the counter holding a piece of bread and having to choose between the coffee maker and the toaster, he cannot decide which appliance is appropriate. Either way, he is not cured of whatever it is that is wrong with him. He is either oppositional or stupid, and he’s not stupid. He’s been tested. Stupid I can deal with.
Tech Support got an office out side of the house. In a building down town. Because apparently it is hard to code multimillion dollar websites when kids are yelling “wiener” all day. His absence is an inconvenience for me, for instance, (everyday) when I can’t find my keys I cannot just promise to do naughty things to him if I can borrow his keys. Now I actually have to find my keys. Annoying. Although, Tech Support being the ultimate knight, he got me a set of keys for Christmas. (Actually, I asked, how rude would it have been for him to get me a gift like that?) But the back up keys didn’t work. Annoying.
I guess technically this last bit was on Wednesday, but you know how I told you that my husband had stopped sleeping with me? Anyway, he decided to try the bed out last night. He went promptly to sleep, and HATES when I wake him. So, I hadn’t slept with anyone for weeks and weeks, and was afraid I was going to disturb his sleep. Which is relaxing. Also, our dog is haunting me from the grave and my feet are covered with flea bites, so I itched, instead of dipping my feet in acid or scratching all the skin off, I decide to take a Benadryl. Which long time readers will know, turns me into a drunken sorority girl in ten minutes then I pass out. Except I got the generic. So, not only did I still itch? I also became jittery and paranoid. I ended up sleeping on the couch.
And how was your day?
January 21st, 2010 at 1:21 pm
I do that same thing about not wanting to wake David up. It stresses me out so much that I can’t relax, or I start to itch, or hair gets in my face and I can’t move because he might wake up.
So I sleep on the couch too some nights.
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January 21st, 2010 at 9:14 pm
my day was good thanks for asking.
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January 21st, 2010 at 10:56 pm
ok, sadie’s comment has me laughing almost as hard as the post did. but where i really just spewed my coke right all over the screen was, “stupid i can live with”.
oh, yes, i’m so there. my RADling is probably a genius. IQ right off the chart. but i get, “is that a window?”. or “what comes after 5?” in the middle of 10 jumping jacks cause she’s suddenly forgot how to count. yeah, right.
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January 21st, 2010 at 11:37 pm
Is this my sock? Is this the sock you want me to put on? Mama? Mama? Where are the socks Mama?
Sigh.
I know you probably have covered this, but in most states cps would be racing to cover up the thousand mistakes that left children in foster care over a year. Is there a state rep or someone you could nag?
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annie Reply:
January 22nd, 2010 at 8:56 am
Yes, I have written to the CPS governing board, my local state rep, my Senators (one of who is Kay Bailey Hutchinson who has also adopted)and my Congressman. I even wrote the Attorney General and pointed out that his District Attorney was blatantly ignoring the 15/22 law. The only response I received was from the one guy who hadn’t been in office for 40 years my state rep. And according to my attorney the Attorney General tore someone a new one. This was two years ago.
CASA will not represent us because for several reasons. The county where the case is heard does not participate in CASA. When they show up it always goes bad. Also, because it is volunteer based they don’t want to obligate someone to driving 7 hours for a hearing that may or may not happen as is often the case in that county. We met the head of TX CASA on Amtrak in Denver. He actually approached us because of our ethnic differences and asked if we’d adopted. He heard our story and was appalled. He asked us what county the case was being heard in and when we told him he said “it’ll never happen there, you’re gringo.”
Had he been the only person to say that it might have surprised us, but we’ve been hearing it from caseworkers in our area for three years. The white population in this area is a significant minority and apparently there is still some resentment in the border towns that it is even represented as well as it is.
Even when we started looking for an attorney we talked to a dozen different ones before we found one that would even take our money. She has done some good, gotten us legal custody, pursued mama to relinquish to US as opposed to solely the department. However, even she is not informed of hearings in the case nor does she receive paperwork, she has a local to that county paralegal that she “we” pay to stop by and collect documents in the case on a weekly basis.
The CPS governing board told us they “didn’t get involved at the county level” huh? I thought that was your purpose, to make sure the counties are following the law.
So we don’t really know what is going to be the straw that breaks the back eventually. Right now they are holding up our homestudy because our background check does not comply with rules that the state of Texas has ruled to be unlawful. They have until February 18 to complete it, we’ll see if they do. Then they say the rest of the process will proceed quickly. hahahahaha I don’t buy it. They say if the homestudy worker gets the homestudy to them before the 15th of February the kids can be moved to adoptive placement at the end of February and then it would be a matter of waiting for a court date. However, we are doubting that will happen until at least the end of March or the end of April. And another stupid thing, they only transfer kids from foster – adopt the last week of the month because the state stops paying foster money when they are moved, and they do not receive adoption money until the 1st day of the month following placement. Considering they put hundreds of kids into adoptive placement each year, it is a significant hit to them financially if they do it any other time on a grand scale.
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