tonight

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Today, Ashley called from school and said she couldnt find a teacher to stay after with. A school with almost 4000 kids, and no teacher. Fine. She comes home and goes directly to the computer. I ask her if she plans on coming to dinner. She says if she is still invited. She pulls up a program and says she is making him a card.

I Take Banana to the mall to shop for her best friends birthday tomorrow. We stop and get a card for dad.

Come home and jump in the shower, come on kids, need to get ready.

We are walking out the door and I ask ash if she has the card "the computer wouldnt work" I am incensed (sp?) Thats it, I am not speaking to her the rest of the night. I cant tell Larry either, it would crush him.

We get to dinner and in the salad bar line Hannah tells me, she doesnt have anywhere else to go. The only reason she stays here, thats why. Told Hannah this morning "I just want to graduate and go into the navy so I can fuck all of them". Nice. We eat (Taste of Texas, if you ever come to Houston, try it, its very good) a very awkward meal. My stomach is sick, I want to throw up, I cant even finish my meal. Ashley then asks us for 15.0o for project prom. I could not get the nerve she has. She didnt make anything for her dad, then when she "says" the computer isnt working, doesnt even call to ask me to pick one up for her. But yet, let us pay for prom. Right.

On the way home we stop at Randalls to pick up a little cake for Stephanie. Her mom is London and her dad out of town. When she wakes up in the morning there will be no family there to tell her happy birthday. I would never do that. The mere thought of it makes me even more disillusioned with ashley. She has no idea how good she actually has it. This mother who didnt notice her two toddlers gone for THIRTY minutes, they are dead in a pool. What the f&ck? Who does these things?

I digress. In the checkout line I feel sick ..... looming in my throat. I make it to the car, make it to the driveway, jump out and throw up. When I say she is making me sick, I mean it. I havent hardly eaten since saturday, my chest hurts and to top it off, I have a dental appointment in the morning. 2 cavities (Ive only ever had one) and another nasty deep cleaning, where they have to numb you first.

She comes in the house, straight to the computer. I am locking it tomorrow. I will let her stay through graduation. She spews hatred towards us but wants us to pay for everything. Nope. Sorry. Why in the world would we even consider paying for one night for you when you dont have the common courtesy to even write "happy birthday" on a sheet of paper.

Maybe I am over reacting. But when Hannah & I gave him the cards, I could see his hurt when nothing came from ash. *sighs* I dont even know why I am so surprised? I know she cant stand us. I am just going to have to get passed thinking she ever will.