And my final grades are....

The summer session is over and the grades are posted. I got one "A" and one "B"! Nothing to bitch about. I am relieved for the break! But I still have to focus on some other very important things. Other than that life is what it is.
Peace out homies....

Video

Here is a video of all the kids just before we left to go see fireworks. Enjoy.

Call me Ms. Gilreath

Yeah!!! It is final. I am Ms. Gilreath again. The default hearing was yesterday and it went smashingly, if I don't say so myself. All the standard questions were asked to make sure I understand and am doing what is legal. When the judge gets to the question about parenting time she says "I can't find the worksheet". I told her any work sheet that may have been submitted is null and void at this current time as there is an order of protection against Mr. Gilbert and a history of domestic violence. So the very cool judge says let me just change this to " respondent shall have no parenting time, absent of agreement between the parties or order of the court" and of course I was like that'd be great. Then the judge says is there a child support work sheet and I said yes. She looks it over (and I see her mouth the words this is bullshit) and tells me she thinks its wrong(as it was 189/mo) and asks some questions. She says she is going to refigure the child support work sheet right there on the bench and determines that Sherman's duty to his children is now set at $756.61 per month since April. WOW! do you believe that. That's crazy! I have no idea where the judge got her numbers or what she used to calculate the totals. Now whether I will see a dime of that money is another story, but any way.

Sorry for all the posts today I thought I had posted them before but I had saved them as drafts so there you go. Pictures to come of my pretty new smile and the kids too. lol

The Other Delima

My other delima is that I thought I knew what I wanted out of life. It seams as though I am as clueless as when I was 20 except for this time I will admit it. I used to want to grow up, get married, have kids, be a nurse, and amongst all that be happy(in no particular order). I wanna be happy and I am pretty sure I wanna be a nurse. I know what I don't want or at least some of the things I don't want.

I am not sure I need to be married anymore I do wanna be with some one but I have definitely upped the requirements. Ya know. Must make me laugh a lot, at them, at myself, at life. Must be really good with kids and me who can sometimes have a tantrum like a kid. Must be good with finances. Must have stable job. Must know when to play and when to be serious, etc. etc. etc.

I also thought I wanted travel around a lot but the kids are really getting to the age that it really bothers them. I wanna finish school here and then move back home but that puts all of them at a really critical time in their school to move. They don't like the adventure as much as I do.

It is safe to say my professional goals are secure but my personal goals are in a little disarray.

Ego's... No not Eggo's

Sometimes when life gives you lemons, you reach for vodka and sugar! Then when all the bullshit is aside and you realize that it is you who keeps squeezing the lemon even though you ran out of vodka long ago and it really sucks; and even though you now know you are free to stop with the lemon thing at any time you just can't. It's like meth... Please step away from the lemon, Put the lemon down and walk away slowly.
Here lately I have come to a gross realization, that I am stopping myself from doing to many things that I want to or need to do! I have come to major crossroads in my life that need serious contemplation. No one panic I am not having second thoughts on school or anything like that. But as I have been forced to look back at my list of accomplishments I am not that impressed. I have a fairly long list of worthless accomplishments in review; a CNA license no good in AZ and will have to redo for RN school(well not the test but the class portion, could take the test if I wanna work as a CNA here) an EMT-B license, doesn't pay shit out here and non transferable license same as with CNA license; 1 year phlebotomy experience, doesn't mean anything in this state with out a license and to get a license I must take a class( I think at least one full time semesters worth)and then again with the pay thing. Then there is my Health Unit Coordinator experience and education pay is better than the previously mentioned careers but being outsourced by computers. So I haven't exactly found the job of my dreams not to mention I have had lapses in judgement in my life that may haunt me for quiet sometime if not forever. With me squeezing my lemons tightly coupled with this recession like non-recession besides the financial struggle, more importantly I am having this emotional battle to find the perfect job even though I already have a job. This is where my ego kicks in and I almost feel like Martha Stewart in Camp Cupcake. Maybe that is a bit much but OK no it isn't. I finally received an assignment today so there is the first clue it is not stable work in my opinion (if you know me then you know I need that definite schedule with out fail) It is in substandard conditions.....blah blah blah piss and moan really the truth is I am just unsure of the situation and I don't trust that it will be steady income. And truthfully this is NOT exactly what I had in mind when I sent my resume out however, since I have to be the grown up in this house...

I will save the other dilemma for another time. I need a nap before I have to get up and go to work.