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SS is a "completionist"

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I get up around midnight to go to the toilet.  SS's bedroom door is illuminated with tv light.  I open the door and he's sitting there playing his PS4.  He looks at me like a terrified deer caught in headlights.  I just stare at him until he shuts everything off and hands me the second PS4 controller.

How much can I spend?

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Exactly three hours after we learn that SS16 is just throwing his sandwiches away instead of telling us he wants a break from sandwiches, he asks: "Cookies, how much am I allowed to spend on my PS4?"

Me: How much do you have?

SS:  Uhhh there's no money on the account.

Me: Ok so what are you going to do to earn the money you need to buy a game?

SS: -Fallen, blank ugh I hate this and wish my life didn't suck dramatic teenage look-

What's that for Cookies?

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True to traditional England houses, this house has no heating source in the bathroom.  So I keep a small heater fan just outside the bathroom door.  It stays plugged in and I extend it into the bathroom when I have a shower.  There is space between the bottom of the door and the floor so the cord extends under the door when it's closed.

The other night, I reached down to extend the fan heater into the bathroom.  SS16 watches me do this and asks:

SS16:  What exactly do you use that heater for, Cookies?

Me:  -blink blink-

SS16:  Ummm what

OT I can't breeeeeeeathe!

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LITERALLY cannot breathe.

I've had the worst virus I think I've ever had.  Both nostrils feel like they are blocked off with glue.  Whole body aches and pretty sure someone's dog is sitting on my chest.

Decongestants don't even give me an hour's relief.

Can't sleep cuz my lips, mouth and throat are raw from breathing with my mouth open for the last four days.

Exhausted.

BM2 hits an all time low

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She has given up on DH after the Boxing Day Rejection #4278.  All is quiet, not even a happy new year text, as has happened the past 7 years.  Result.

Yesterday she sends texts to DH regarding flights for SS16 to visit her next month during his school break.  Okay fine no problem.  Then her last text "You should help SS set up a bank account, he told me he wants one."  DH was confused as SS has no money and never mentioned anything so found it odd.  He didn't respond.

DH decided he'd ask SS about it.  This is how the convo went:

Ho Ho Ho still hu-hu-hungry

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So this afternoon is the third time I've seen the Ho.  She came in and made small talk to both DH and I while waiting for SS to get ready.  To hurry things along, I went upstairs and found some clothes for him as he's spending the night with Ho and "Friend".

FIL was already upstairs talking to SS in his room when Ho came to the door.  He didn't want to come down and hesitated for a good 10 minutes.  Meanwhile I gathered stuff for SS otherwise she'd be in my house twice as long.  No one wanted that.

BM2 in Thailand

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with Mr. Cyprus.  So, of course, you'd tell your exH of 12 years now that you've arrived safely.  Today she sent him a pic of herself, in a tighter than tight shirt, ol saggy 'I-Need-To-Replace-My-Fake-Bewbies-But-Can't-Afford-It' twins hanging like a Bassett Hound's ears.  Along with the text of "Having a great time in Thailand so far.  You can't see it but there's a group of lady boys behind me and they keep calling for me lol"

DH:  "Yeah because they probably think you're one of them."

I love this man...

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