Somebody had the nerve to steal my car

Yep, I drove it to work on Thursday and when I got ready to leave I walked out with keys in hand and it was no where to be found. I called the police and reported it. They found it three minutes after the report was sent out. The person who stole it had been rear-ended by somebody else and then hit a tree. Kinda funny if you ask me.

I went to go look at it yesterday and there were some minor scratches, a dent in the front bumper from where he hit the tree and the wheel and tire were destroyed from going up on the curb, but all in all, it looked salvagable. I went ahead and paid the $300 to get it out of impound so we could fix it and sell it, but when they got it out onto the street and we were able to get a good look under the hood, it wasn't good. When he hit the tree he pushed the radiator off of it's mounts and along with the fans, belts and hoses, pushed it into the engine block. He also punctured the trasmission fluid tank (or whatever) and the alignment is totally screwed on that one tire. When the right tire is straight, the left tire is sideways. Oh well. We are going to auction it off later this week and see if we can actually get any money out of it.

We do have a discription on the person who stole it, but I seriously doubt anything will come of it. The man who hit our car from behind saw the guy get out and run like hell, but trying to find a six foot tall white male with brown hair in Austin is like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

That's about it for now. Stay tuned, i'm sure there's more drama to come. I'll try to get some pictures posted soon.

Things I have learned this week

1. Never feed your eighteen month old baby peas and carrots on the carpet because when you do and he decides to throw them and they get smushed into carpet by your four year old that is running around making obnoxious noises, that orange color doesn't come out.

2. Don't tell your four year old child that he needs to quit doing XY&Z because he's going to cause mommy to have a mental breakdown because you will get questions like "Mom, is your head going to explode? And if it does, will you grow another one?"

3. Never trust your parents wretched chihuahua to come inside, even after it's been outside for FOUR HOURS because when you do, it will shit on your carpet.

And last but not least...

4. No matter how old you are (even if you are a 27 year old married woman with a child-- E-SIL) you apparently don't have to act like an adult or use your manner so as not to offend your family members.

Could somebody please tell me...

Why is it that you must always be the bigger person? I'm freakin' tired of being the bigger person and I don't wanna anymore.

Before my Evil SIL came to pick up her kid today from my mom's house, I got a lecture about how I need to be nice to said E-SIL. First of all, why the hell should I be nice to a person that is NEVER nice to anyone in my family. She has offended myself, my husband, my inlaws, my friends and the list goes on. Why should I have to be the one to keep extending the olive branch when I never get anything in return? I've had it with them.

I have done more than my fair share of nice things for them and they don't so much as say thank you. We have invited them over countless times for barbeques, I loaned her all of my maternity clothes (which I still haven't gotten back and are sitting in her unlocked garage getting eaten by bugs), I packed up most of her house before they moved because she was pregnant and my brother had to work and couldn't help, helped them move to the new house and we've taken them out to dinner many times and paid and have never gotten so much as a thank you in return. They have never once called us and asked if we'd like to come over for dinner or go see a movie or hell, even just hang out. NEVER. I'm tired of being the bigger person and having to put up with thier shit. It's not right. To make matters worse, she has told me straight to my face that she and my brother don't like my four year old because of the way he acts. Ya know what? If they would ever fucking ask what is going on with him they would know that he has ADHD and we are working on it, but they don't. Instead, they are rude to him, which in turn results in us being upset because they can't get along with a four year old.

I just don't know what to do. I can't talk to my brother because he will get all offended and I can't make my parents happy. I have chosen to basically cut them out of our lives until E-SIL can start acting like a decent human being and I am totally comfortable with that, but my parents want everybody to get along like one big happy family. I'm tired of my mom's excuses as to why E-SIL behaves the way she does. I don't care that she wasn't raised in a family like ours, she still should know how to use her manners and act any other normal person does. When I tried to talk to my mom about why we don't get along with them she just cut me off and told me to drop it. How do I make my parents understand that i've done all I can do and just can't afford to let my brother and his wife's toxic behavior control our lives anymore?

Wow

I have a feeling that our lives are about to get a lot easier. We started Ty on a *very* low dose of Adderall XR this morning to help him with his ADHD. The result just from today have blown me away. It's like having a different kid! He's so pleasant to be around. It makes him calm, but doesn't put him in a catatonic state. He's caring and loving and most of all, he's fun. I was really nervous about trying this out, but he doesn't seem to have any side effect from it so far. Of course, it has only been like 13 hours.

This morning the most amazing thing happened. I woke up to a quiet house. Usually when I wake up the boy and the husband are already arguing and yelling at each other. This morning I came downstairs expecting them to be gone because it was just too quiet, but they were all sitting on the couch enjoying thier breakfast and watching SpongeBob. I can't even tell you how long it has been since the boy and the hubs have gotten along that well.

Hopefully things will keep on this path and life around here will get just a little easier.

Oh the drama!

Ty boy has his first loose tooth. Good lord, you would think the world is coming to an end. Poor kiddo, he's been complaining about it for a couple of days, but yesterday he woke up and his upper lip and gum were completely swollen, so much so that he couldn't even close his mouth. So on my way to the first (of three) doctors appt I called Kyle's orthodontist. They said is was probably abcessed and we needed to be seen pretty soon. Turns out our insurance doesn't cover the orthodontist for Tyler, but they will for Kyle because he is the only ortho in town that deals with clefts. So I call another company to get an appt and they are all booked up. Blah, blah, blah... An hour later after calling half of the dentists on our plan I finally just called the insurance co and they hooked me up with an emergency referral to our ortho, who we freakin' love. Anyhow, Ty had his first dentist appt (I know, i'm a bad mommy) and he did really well. Turns out that there was just an infection and one round of antibiotics should do it. If the tooth doesn't fall out in the next two weeks we have to go get it pulled.

So, keeping in true Tyler fashion (walking at 8 months, talking early...) he will *hopefully* have his first visit from the tooth fairy at four and a half years old.

Great News!!!

So you guys know i've been all depressed lately and can't seem to shake this funk that has taken over my life, right? Well, last week we got some awesome news. At Kyle's last plastic surgeon appt the doctor told us that since Kyle's lip scar is lengthening out so well and he's not having any problems with his speech or eating that they are going to push the next surgery off until he's between 4 and 6 years old!! So it looks like at his next surgery they will do a rhinoplasty and lip revision, but the doc said that if his palate continues to behave that we may not need to have any surgery at all to repair it. I am so freaking excited! We really need this time to just enjoy our boys and life in general. It seems that for the last two years we've been caught in a whirlwind of emotions and hard times, so this break in surgeries will do us a world of good. Hopefully things will continue to get easier for us. Lord knows we all deserve a break sometimes.