Christmas is almost here and I�m so excited! I only have a few people left on my list and they�re getting money anyway. Mr. Sweatpants is getting $50.00 to put toward a new pair of walking shoes. Ms. Terry is getting $40.00, Lewis (my godson) is getting $25.00 and Granny Great is getting $10.00 to go with her presents. I bought her some other stuff, so this is just a little extra.
I have to share something neat that happened. Thursday, I came home and decided to check the mail. I noticed right away the Shayne had sent the child support check. I opened up and said �Holy Sh*t!� He had sent me December and January�s child support, together. I was so happy!
The man does have a soul. I was wrong. It is not small and black.
Bless him.
Friday, Lisa and Jake came over and we exchanged gifts. I got her some Yankee Candle Tarts, some Bath and Body Works Cucumber Melon soap, a Santa Star ornament, some Cupcake body scrub, and lavender body wash.
She got me a peppermint candle (which smells yummy), something I can�t remember, and this beautiful ornament she put together for me. It was a picture she took at Jacob�s Birthday party of me and Jackie, and she put it in this oval ornament with the following inscription: �The best thing we can hold onto in life is each other� Audrey Hepburn.
It was easily my most favorite gift. I was so touched by that I almost cried. My gaze kept wandering back to it all night.
We were all hungry, so after that we decided to go out to eat. Being burnt out on Bob Evans and Denny�s, I suggested we go to the Pasta House for dinner.
It was delicious. I had Fettuccine Alfredo. Yum.
The kids acted like straight up FOOLS, but what do we expect? It�s almost Christmas and they�re going nuts on us. We did tell them to pipe down and sit down. After a while, they got tired of being fidgety and seemed to stop aggravating us.
Saturday, I had some shopping to do. I won�t bore ya�ll with the details, but I bought Jackie 4 new sweaters and 3 new pairs of jeans. The kid just keeps on growing!
The kid now has a wardrobe to die for.
After that, we went shopping at Dollar General for my Christmas stuff for Grandma. What do you get a lady who�s in her 70�s? Why, you get her the stuff she complains about buying. I got her a huge box of Tide, a large box of Downy Dryer Sheets, a bottle of Pine Sol, a bottle of Clorox Bleach, some Tide E Bowl, air freshener for the living room and a Decosphere (mango and peach) for her bathroom.
I didn�t buy anything else, because I knew she�d give it away. She always does that.
Sunday, it was cold as hell. I didn�t want to but I had to go visit my Gram�s. I knew my Uncle Jerry and Aunt Shelly was stopping by so that was sort of an incentive to go. I needed to clean and deodorize her house before anyone got there. I didn�t want her to be embarrassed.
After we scarfed down McDonald�s (which I�m sick to death of), I got up and started cleaning. First, I cleaned Grandma�s filthy bathroom, then I swept and mopped her floor. I was pretty tired after that, but there was really not much else for me to do. Dishes were already done, trash already out. So I just sat down to watch �The Parent Trap� with the kids. Grandma paced around in her walker.
Pretty soon, Uncle Jerry and Aunt Shelly showed up. They gave Grandma their gift, which I suspect was money. Woohoo, Granny! They got Jackie a little game. It�s a little computer with a monitor that stands up and a wireless keyboard. You can play various games on it. I would�ve loved something like that when I was Jackie�s age.
They gave me a couple of tins of cookies.
After many hugs, they were gone, with promises to go out to eat sometime soon.
I think about being a kid, and I think about really feeling accepted only when I was with Shelly and Jerry. I didn�t have to compete with anybody. I was myself and they liked me anyway.
Memories.
After Grandma�s, we went home and gathered up the laundry.
The day kind of drifted after that.
Today is Monday.
It�s getting hard not to write anything really personal in here. I�m still convinced though that a creep from Rodney�s family is reading this journal. Someone left me a weird note a week or so ago, and the way she worded it sounded off an alarm in my head. I added her to my favorites out of curiosity, and she hasn�t even made one entry in her journal.
I�m worried I might have a cyber stalker.
It�s not that I have anything to hide. After all, I wasn�t the one who murdered a woman and hacked up her two little children with a butcher knife. I�m not the one who should be ashamed.
You can�t find out much about where I live, except that it�s in St. Louis. All identifying details about where exactly I live are not included. All identifying details about what I do for a living are not included. You won�t find out my last name.
Color me paranoid, but I don�t like to feel like I�m being snooped on by someone who has not right to read about my life. That is a privilege that most can enjoy but not you, Rodney�s family. You have no right to know anything about me.
You have not earned the right to be included here.
11:28 am - December 20, 2004
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