I was heading to class just before 5pm on Thursday when I blew a tire. Lucky for me I was at a stop light, so I wasn't moving when it actually went flat. I pulled over to the side of the street and turned my emergency flashers on. Now, I thought that since it was the beginning of rush hour, someone would stop to give me a hand. HA!!! I sat on the corner of 90th S and 22nd W for an hour and a half before someone stopped to help. Grateful though I was, I seethed at the fact that no less than two city cops, one highway patrolman, two firetrucks, and two ambulances drove by. None of them had lights or sirens going. They just seemed to be looking for something to do. What am I? Chopped Liver? Along with those who are supposed to protect and serve our community, I would say nearly 4000 privately owned vehicles passed by. Like I said, it was rush hour and I had my emergency flashers on. I know that they saw me because most of them looked at me as they drove by. So, why didn't anyone stop? Probably too absorbed in their own pathetic lives to help a stranded traveler. Anyway, I did buy tires the next day, but that isn't the point. This is supposed to be the "Land of Zion" and it's inhabitants are supposed to be the best at helping those in need. What a F*%#ing joke!!!

My son has been grumping about not having a cell phone. Yeah, I know he's only 13, but it would be nice if I had a way to get a hold of him when he disappears like he did yesterday. So anyway, here is my thought. I have been getting child support on a pretty regular basis lately (*knock on wood*) and for the most part I have been giving the money to my son. There are different cellular providers that offer "pay per use" plans, and if he wants to have a cell phone then, he can pay for it with the money he gets from the child support. If he understands that in order to have the phone, he has to pay for it, maybe he will earn a little more responsibility and money management. The intent and idea is that I don't help him at all. It would totally be his responsibility. He pays the bill or he doesn't have a phone. Yeah, I can see it in my head. Almost like a fantastic day dream. My son taking responsibility for something he wants and doing what has to be done to keep it. Yeah, I like that! So, I guess I have a new mission for my next days off. I'll let you know what happens. Oh, he's going to be so excited!!!!

Hey all!!! What's up? I thought I would give you all the heads up on some upcoming events in my life. First, my son starts 8th grade on the 27th. Whoohoooo!!! I have to say I am somewhat excited about this. Now I don't have to hear him say "I'm bored" 100,000,000 times a day. I will finish my second term at school on Sept. 12th. So, far I have been able to maintain my 4.0. Have you ever had a class that was a complete waste of time? I have one of those this term and I have been worried that it would jeopordize my position on the President's List. And finally the date I am most excited about is Sept 22nd. For those of you who don't know a lot about me...I am Wiccan. I have been practicing for about 7 years. Sept. 22 is Pagan Pride Day in Utah. I have never been to a Pagan Pride celebration and the fact that this one also happens to fall ON the Autumn Equinox kinda makes it extra special. I'm excited!!! I am taking the day off of work and my son and I are going to enjoy the day. I wish I could tell you more, but we are extremely shorthanded this weekend and all of the stupid people have decided to call in today to make reservations. That was rude, I know, but I frustrated and tired of playing like a trained ape. Have a wonderful weekend!!!

I don't know if I'm cut out to be the mother of a teenager. My son is out of control. I put a complete stop to his friendship with the girl in Indiana. He is not allowed to have any contact with her what so ever. Here's what happen: Saturday night he stole my cell phone and took it over to a friends house with him. While he was at that friends house, apparently he was talking to her on the phone and talk turned to sexually related stuff. (I heard all of this second hand from his friends mother when she brought him home at 1 AM). Needless to say he must halt all contact with her. HE IS 13 YEARS OLD!!! HE HAS NO BUSINESS TALKING LIKE THAT TO ANYBODY!!! I told him that at 13 he was not emotionally or mentally mature enough to handle that sort of relationship. He informed me that he was old enough to take care of himself. I told him that if he thought that was true, he could pack his shit and get the hell out of my house. Probably not the best way to handle the situation, I admit. But I am at a loss. I don't know how to be a mom to an overly hormonal teenage boy. I want to give him some freedom and room to spread his wings. I want him to learn new things and develop new interests. I want him to develop his own identity. Is it too much to ask that he act responsibly at the same time? To use his head and do the right thing? At 13, I believe he is capable of such behavior. As he gets older, I find myself wishing that I had someone, a boyfriend or (dare I say it) a husband, who can help me make sense of this testosterone filled world I am dealing with right now. Does it get any easier?