What has this day come to?

Holy guacamole, I have been going non stop all day. First of all, I need to vent about last Sunday at the Maine Mall. Anyone who knows me knows I HATE THE MALL. I will do whatever possible NOT TO GO TO THE MALL. As a matter of fact, my son is almost 10 years old, and get this - it is his FIRST TIME EVER at the mall. We went to drop my car off at Sears so I could get an oil change and tires rotated as I had 3 trips to Manchester, NH this week. I told Jaydon we would go walk around the mall to get him the new Diary of a Wimpy Kid book. First stop, shoe store. No Uggs so I left. 2nd stop? Olympia for Jaydon. I took good notes as to what he wants for Christmas. Third stop? Game Stop for Jaydon, I stood outside and Facebooked the entire time. Here I am, like an old foogie, looking at the friggin' mall directory. IS THIS POSSIBLE? The Maine Mall doesn't have a single bookstore? Nowhere? Not even a Border's Express anymore? What has this world come to? What mall doesn't have a bookstore? Books are the best form of education out there!!!! UGHHHHHH so as I am embarrassing my son looking at the directory (sidenote: this is the point where he asked "I thought you've lived in Maine your whole life...." I see Spencer Gifts. Ok, here we go. I got kicked out - YES - removed - from Spencer gifts. I am not even sure why I am surprised. I guess you aren't allowed to have a 9 year old in the store. Is it MY fault that they sell sex toys and shirts with swears on them in the back of the store? I think not. I think it is more of a parent's decision whether or not they should even allow their child in that store in the first place. And if you AREN'T going to allow kids in the store, how about not putting all kids shit up front? Of course my 9 year old walks by and sees cool hats, fancy belt buckles, glow in the dark stars, posters of Justin goddamn Beiber and Kim Kardashian half naked and wants to go in that store!!! So what do we do? We go IN the store, then get removed. SO UNNECESSARY. I was out back looking at the dirty cards for my friends' 40th birthday this weekend and yea, I guess my son was interested in womens boobs because he came over to me and looked like he had just won the lotto. His eyes were big and he was like, "Uhmmm, MOM?" and I am standing there laughing at cards and I was like, "yeah?" and he pointed at some ladies boobs on the front of a card and I was like, "Ohhhhhh okay you go back up front I will be up there in a minute." The next thing I know, there was a huddle in the front with all the SIXTEEN YEAR OLD WORKERS and I could tell they were conspiring about something (I thought they were just talking about me standing at the rack laughing at cards like a loonatic) and then the manager walks over to me (who is all of 18) and asks me as nice as an 18 year old can if I am able to come back at another time. I said, "WHAT?" and she said "Your son is too young to be in this store," and I laughed and said "you are kidding me right?" I pointed at the 11 and 12 year old girls who were standing reading KAMA SUTRA and HOW TO GIVE BLOW JOB books and said "What is the age limit?" and she said "there isn't a limit per se, he is just too young and its not appropriate." I said "OKAYYYYY THEN" and I slammed the card back in the rack and said to Jaydon "Come on, lets get out of here..." Poor Jaydon had NO idea what happened. I don't really remember being that mad where I couldn't just pop off and give them a piece of my mind (ONLY because my son was there - otherwise, it would have been ON)!!!!!
God, being a parent sometimes can make me feel TOO grown up.My rant is over. Thanks for listening. God this is good therapy. I won't even bore the computer with how swamped I am at work.

1990

Here is my journal entry...I need to find some more juicy gossip. I will take a highlighter to this thing and pull out some important stuff!!!

This weekend was busy, blah blah blah....ok here is the some funny stuff: January 20, 1990

My friend Megan and I went to the basketball game and we decided we wanted to do something after the game. We asked Jenny Koxk  if we could have a ride to my house. She said yes but needed to wait for her boyfriend Mike Brady. At around 9:30 she said she was ready to go. We came home, nothing was on so we decided to eat. (this journal entry is very detailed). My brother and his best friend came home and they had a movie with them so we sat and watched it with them. Megan and I got bored quick so we went upstairs and prank called people. We found out that Cindy Fowler had no parents home, so we then called people that we knew Cindy was friends with and told them she was having a party. Still to this day, I am not sure if anyone showed up at Cindy's house. Our plan was for people to just start showing up and for her to have to tell them to go away. Now I lay here thinking about how mean we were being. Why did we do that? I wouldn't want someone doing that to me! I am listening to "Jealous Guy" by John Lennon. I need to get a ride to school tomorrow morning because the guys have a breakfast at coaches, so girls don't have morning practices. I would ask Megan's brother Devin, but he picks up Dan O and I am SO IN LOVE with him it would just be too awkward....maybe I will ask someone else.

February Vacation - Dave Eklund's party
Well, this is a 14 page entry so I will just sum up the boringness....
It's Tuesday, I just went and saw Sleeping with the Enemy with Kierston Foley and some girls. We went to House of Pizza with Kiely, Kierston, Joe Murphy, Jason Blood,  and then we dropped off Kiely at Beth Laliberte's house. The rest of us headed straight over to Dave Eklund's house. Not many people were there, but quite a few. After a half hour, Tom showed up. Kierston had NO IDEA that her boyfriend Kyle was already at the party, because he was upstairs hooking up with Sarah Jordan allllll night. Kyle never even knew she was there. If I were her, I would've had a hard time not pounding on the door! I got in a big fight with Tom G because he found out I like Jason O. While Tom is yelling at me on the stairs, a big fight broke out with Jason Blood and pretty much everyone at the party. It moved outside. Kierston left and I went over to Megan's for the night to sleep over. The next night Tom called and apologized but I was mad. Both Megan's boyfriend Chris and Jason were away for vacation, so we couldn't sneak out anywhere. The weekend after vaca, CP called Megan & I was sleeping at her house so we made plans to go over there. We called Sheilah and told her to come over too. Before long, the 3 of us were walking to CP's house. There was me, Jason, Nick, Sheilah, Megan, and Piss (clearly a nickname for Chris Pachios lol). We got there and went to the room above his garage. Jason & I played ping pong for a while, and then Keith Totten and Jason McGeachey showed up for about 5 mins. At one point, we all went down to the living room. Sheila & Nick were on the couch, Jaosn & I went over the the National Geographic game and we played it most of the night. Chris and Megan were playing Wheel of Fortune Nintendo game and then they went for walk. When they came back, Jason & I had been going through old pictures of those guys when they were growing up, so the 4 of us sat around looking at pics. I have no clue where Sheilah & Nick were, probably still on a walk...all in all it was a great night.

And so it begins....

Well, here it is, the first of what is hopefully many blogs, if I can keep it up! As I sit here on this sunny 66 degree day in mid-November in Maine, I realize just how very blessed I am. I have a roof over my head, an amazing nine year old who epidomizes the word unconditional love, a job that I am blessed to have, and family and friends surrounding me when I need it most. It was these friends, who after a night of laughing, reminiscing, and reaquainting, suggest I start this blog. Apparently I hold a lot of information that I need to let people know about. I will make sure to use eliases, whoops - I mean  aliases, so do not fear my Cape Elizabeth friends, you will not be called out in any way, shape, or form. Here is my disclaimer is, if you read something and it vaguely reminds yourself of you - it probably is. I grew up in waaaay too small of a town for these random things to happen more than once. I mean really, who hasn't heard of a small town with several random hookups, innappropriate teacher/student relations, parties in the woods, the desire to fit in to the so-called "in crowd", and school crushes that originated at age 9???  It has all the mixings for a perfect Lifetime movie.

I met up with some classmates that I hadn't seen that much over the past sixteen years. However, it seemed like no time had passed whatsoever. We may not have all been the closest in high school, but at one time in our lives, we were bonded to each other in one way or another. We all had stories to tell about each other, "remember this?" and "remember that" and "wait, you didn't know about that?" and A LOT of "I would like to forget about THAT..." We sat there and shared information and laughed the night away. Thank god for Facebook, it was our saving grace. If we didn't remember what someone looked like, we checked Facebook. If we wanted to know if someone grew up to be a hottie patottie - checked Facebook!!! Do they have kids? Check it. Anything we wanted to know, we turned to trusty Facebook.

It was here that I went to the bathroom and Tonya came in behind me and while peeing in the stall next to me said, "You need to put this stuff in writing. You should start a blog." I thought, well, that's interesting. I guess if people want to keep up with what is going on in my life, or probably more importantly - what HAS happened in my life since kindygartin - then this would be the place to put that info. So here I type. I will say I am just starting this out so please, bare with me. I may not be the best at this and if you have ANY suggestions, please comment and let me know.

Thank you to all of you who have the faith that I can actually make this interesting. I will do my best to please your minds and make you want to read more. If I bore you, tell me.