Still alive!

Holy crap it’s nice to have my computer back! It’s been far too long.

I have so much to write about I’m not even sure where to begin.

Guess I’ll just start with this weekend.
It was…interesting to say the least.

Friday I went to Matt’s, which I do every Friday now. It was a loverly evening. Sam was knocked out when I got there and I managed to make it to the bedroom with him without him waking up. Got to spend a little alone time with Matt. Saturday we went on a hunt to find the first and second Jurassic Park movies for Sam. He LOVES dinosaurs and we’ve probably watched the JP3 twenty times in the past few weeks. Everytime we go to Matt’s I hear, "Matt….I wanna watch the dinosaur movie…" Not a bad movie, but after twenty times I’d rather shoot myself than watch it again. Saturday night Darlene watched Sam for me and Matt and I met up with Theresa and Tony to check out some haunted houses. We only ended up making it to one. Stood in line for almost 2 hours freezing our asses off. And it figures it was lame. Didn’t even have a screamer in our group to make fun of. Afterwards we went to the Waffle House, the only thing open at 11pm, then went to Rumors on the island. I could’ve skipped the bar. All the pool tables were taken, the music was HORRID and it was full of drunk locals making asses of themselves. Got home about 2:30ish and fooled around for a bit with Matt. It was about 3:30ish by the time we actually went to sleep. 5am I was woken up by Samuel, he had thrown up twice. =( I got him all cleaned up and laying him back down just to have him throw up again. I ended up taking him to the ER, they gave him something for nausea. I’m guessing he ate something bad because he didn’t have a fever or anything else wrong with him. He spent all of Sunday sleeping, poor little guy. I ended up sleeping most of Sunday as well, lol. Guesss it had something to do with the hour and a half of sleep I got before my trip to the ER.

Had a conversation with Matt about John, dating, life, love. It was odd how it started, but the result was me feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. "What I don’t get is how he could ever be mean to you…You’re a sweetheart." I love him. I’m madly in love with him. It’s amazing how three months ago I was over men, done with the bs….and then he walked into my life. And from the moment we started seeing each other I knew there was something different about him. It’s crazy how compatible we are. I love it. And I can’t see myself without him. I don’t want to… I can honestly say this is it for me, he’s it for me. I wouldn’t be able to find anyone more perfect for me than he is.
 
For my birthday we went to Wilmington, I got a new tattoo on my wrist, got my nose repierced and he gave me a necklace. It’s a silver heart with diamonds in it and gold devil horns and tail. It’s adorable and I love it. He makes me so incredibly happy. I’ve never been this happy, I’ve never been so much myself. I don’t have to change myself when I’m with him. I randomly think about him through out my day and just start smiling. *Sigh* Seriously, I’m making people sick…I know. I can’t help it though…For once in my life I’m truly happy.

And a thought about John just popped in my head, Meh.
Don’t really want to talk about him, but I should.
It’s eating me up inside. He’s making me crazy. I do my best to ignore him, but it’s hard.
He does his best to make me seem like a bad person. To make others doubt my integrity as a mother.
He posts things on FB about me and makes everything about how he hates his life and is suicidal.
Give me a break.
Want to talk about a bad parent? John had to bring me Sams insurance card when I took him to the ER Sunday morning. That was at 5am…He didn’t text me until 7pm, the time I normally drop Sam off at his place, to ask how he was. Wow…really? Smh.. 
Yet, I’m the bad parent? I at least care about my kid.
You just bitch about how much of an inconvenienve he is and use him against me to get what you want.
When I went to pick Sam up Friday night he cried when he saw me, was throwing a bit of a fit because his dad allows him to play video games all day and I don’t. He wanted to continue playing the game. Saturday when I went out with Matt, Theresa and Tony I got a text from john, "And you wonder why your son doesn’t want to go anywhere with you. You’re never fucking there you dumbass bitch."
*Sigh* Really? You have to sink that low? Because I’m going out? I have my kid 5 days a week. I do not need to justify myself to you at all. Sometimes I wish karma would just catch up with him already.

*Shrugs*
It’s getting late.
I should go lie down for the night. I’m exhausted.

Laters.