So. Jordan’s ‘Fall Festival’ was last night…
I had to race to leave work, pick her up, go home and fight
with her about her stupid Elsa costume, do her hair (MOMMMMM THAT’S NOT WHAT
ELSAS HAIR LOOKS LIKE! MY POOF ISNT BIG ENOUGH! HERS GOES IN A CIRCLE!) Go to
TWO gas stations so I could use the ATM, consequently get into one verbal
altercation with a black woman after I called her useless, and then fly over to
her school.
Of course, Will and Becky (the only people in Raeford I know
and like) were, at this point, just leaving. Because they are assholes. Just
kidding Becky J
Anyway… it was horrible. It was the stupidest thing in the
history of man. And that is only a SLIGHT exaggeration.
The games were stupid. The food was horrible. Jordan spilled
caramel down her VERY EXPENSIVE Elsa dress… woooo saaa…. WHAT KIND OF MORONS
SERVE CARAMEL AROUND CHILDREN? Evil ones.
I am not going to pay $1 for you to read my child a story. Or
for you to give her a tootsie roll. (And by ‘I’m not going to pay” what I mean
is “I am going to pay, but I am going to bitch via blog about it later”)
I understand it was for a good cause, which is why we went…
but couldn’t they put a little more effort into it? Or a little more alcohol? I’m
just sayin…. I’d have enjoyed some alcohol. The other parents definitely looked
like they needed it…
And do not get me started on all the other moms.
Let me preface this by saying IN GENERAL most of the women
around here do not work. IN GENERAL they do not have to. So they are stay at
home military wives with nothing better to do than make wreaths via Pinterest
and shop etsy for cute scarves. (In general… Becky and Nikki this excludes you
two. And a few others.)
They all had on their boots and leggings and sweaters and
sideways purses… the ‘basic bitch’ as I believe they are termed.
They all looked like
han solo… but not hot like Harrison ford…
I was in my chucks, jeans that had gotten dirty at work
during an eviction, my bruins tee shirt, and I’m pretty sure my hair wasn’t exactly
‘’clean’’….
I did not fit in with them in any way, shape or form. I was
not there at my child’s beck and call, I yelled at her for not sharing her
caramel apple with me (instead of buying her another one).
I chased her around
with a skeleton arm and played keep-away with her balloon.
I did not make small talk with the other moms and try to
verbally out do each other about after school programs, my kids grades or the
fact that we only eat organic (ha).
I didn’t try to get
to know her teacher (ive got issues with her… but that’s for another time…) and
suck up.
Nope. I had fun with
my kid. Well, as much fun as could be had, about the same to stubbing your toe…
And the moms that weren’t like that, were the exact
OPPOSITE. Either they were stuck up bitch lookin, or they looked like crack
whores. I’m not kidding you!
This one little girl walked around with a spider web stuck
to her butt the entire time, and her mom did nothing about it. It was something
that would have embarrassed the hell out of me… Then she fell down, and her mom
YELLED at her, while she was still on the ground, for getting her (goodwill)
princess dress dirty! Then proceeded to make a scene when the little girl
started to cry, and bribed her with pizza, which she then didn’t.
We about got into it right then and there. But I snuck her a
piece of pizza, so it’s ok.
I don’t fit in with the high maintenance moms, I don’t fit
in with the crack whore moms… I guess I'm just somewhere in the middle, doing my
own thing, making sure my kid doesn’t die and is relatively clean…


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