For years I have been looking for Zotz. Everytime I asked someone about them they had no clue what I was talking about. I had given up and just thought they did not make them anymore. I was talking to a freind about 2 years ago and she actually knew what I was talking about, she too had loved them as a kid. Well about a month ago she called and said guess what I found ZOTZ!!! And of all places, Hot Topic??? Strange but I had to go get some!! They made me feel all warm and peaceful reminded me of me and my mom when I was little, she died of Ovarian Cancer 2 years ago so it was nice.
Why am i talking about Zotz? Because tonight was a mess of drama I did not need and I am going to eat my last Zotz (or is it a Zot if there is only one).
I had set everything up and oked it weeks ago for my daughter to miss friday night at her birthmothers (she only goes everyother weekend and has not been going for the whole time lately after my daughter woke up in the middle of the night and she was left alone she informed me that it never happened and daughter was lying) But I cleared this one night cause it was important to my daughter we were invited to a poetry reading. Her mother said it was fine. Well last friday I get a call from her mother she is going into rehab. So my daughter gets home from school and I have to tell her this and she is upset because she said this is like the 5th time, but I do think she was hoping that it worked and I think she felt abit vindicated since with out saying it , it was admitting that yes she did leave her alone to go do her stuff in the middle of the night.
Well so much for that sunday the phone rang and she had left rehab I guess on saturday. My daughter was very mad and very hurt. Today she called to find out when she was coming over and she told her I do not want to come I thought you were going to rehab ......... any way it turned into this big war with them and she threatened to take us to court if she was not there for the whole weekend. Which in any other place I would not even worry about it but appearently here an addicted mother has more rights than the child and a working father, been there before.
So the mother is all happy she is forcing her to go and the daughter is crying because we had this poetry reading all set up and oked and the chance will not happen again and now she can't go. What does anyone gain out of this situation?
Ok Now I am eating my Zotz!
Oh and 2 more appointments came in the mail today 1 test and 1 I have no clue!!!
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