CEPT: FlowerCat --- Update
Just my opinion of the situation. This is not directed at any particular person, but I don't like it.
mdlbear says this about
flower_cat.
Just to supplement, I say Drat, darn, and phoey to the stupid Chinese Curse. When I said I wanted "interesting times", I was hoping for good news. I don't like this idea. I hate being the eldest female in the household under circumstances that are negative to this degree. I mean, I am getting really really good at telling the story about why the FlowerCat's in the hospital. I don't want to be good at it! It are not fun. On the way home, I went and saw her with JM. We went by the hospital, talked for a few minutes with
jilara and
mdlbear, I discovered she'll be there for at least 6 weeks, as
mdlbear references to in the above-mentioned post. JM & I got to the gas station where we encountered the Young Sibling, I told her about the anticipated hospitalization time for Mom, mentioned to her the fact that her gaming could be in jeapordy if she doesn't do her homework (which she overheard part of a conversation between Mom & the accounting teacher yesterday that could have contributed to the prolonged sleep thing), and she has hated every decision I have made as a responsible adult who was here at the time rather than Mom or Dad. This is in reference to last night --> She had no possible explination I could tell for sleeping from 1800 to 2130, no obvious reasoning for making it down to dinner at 2230, and why the hell she approached me at 2300 to tell me she wanted to go buy a sobe I will not understand. The conversation went something like this:
YS: "I'll be right back. I'm going out."
Me: "Where you going?"
YS: "Out to buy a sobe."
Me: "I'm not going with you. You know this, right?"
YS: "Huh?"
Me: "It's 11pm. I'm not going with you, so the answer is no. You know this, right?"
YS: *storms off into a hissy fit because I made a judgement call while
mdlbear was taking mom to the ER.
Now, this seems to be just a typical case of teenage angst. However, near as I know: she has not been resenting her homework --- just refusing to do it where we could make sure she gets it done. The issue wouldn't be so bad if Emmy hadn't been listening to that conversation, it might have made her less of an asshole towards me yesterday night when I argues about the sobe. I'm just going nuts. I found out that it's going to be 6 or more weeks I'm the "surrogate Colleen", given that she trained me to handle these disasters and I've had to handle Wednesdays without her before. I'm used to it. I was just hoping the circumstances didn't suck this much. Not like I really planned this to happen.Is it obvious that I'm going crazy because I think Emmy is plotting some insane way to drive me crackers?
Dinner tonight was tasty; I made a pan of baked short-ribs with home made chilli oil (see cooking recipe some posts back), artichokes, and microwaved leftover rice. Very good stuff. (Emmy ate it and liked it. She NEVER eats the hot spicy stuff on her food.
On the plus side, I think I have a good idea when I'm seeing
selkit again. That made me happy.
I curse whomever gave me that damned ChineseFortune Crappie Curse Cookie with: MAY THEY LIVE IN INTERESTING TIMES!!!! Biatches.
Edit: Thank you to
tetralizard and
silverstorm2013 for your offers for us to call if we need anything. We (as a collective household) appreciate it.
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Just to supplement, I say Drat, darn, and phoey to the stupid Chinese Curse. When I said I wanted "interesting times", I was hoping for good news. I don't like this idea. I hate being the eldest female in the household under circumstances that are negative to this degree. I mean, I am getting really really good at telling the story about why the FlowerCat's in the hospital. I don't want to be good at it! It are not fun. On the way home, I went and saw her with JM. We went by the hospital, talked for a few minutes with
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YS: "I'll be right back. I'm going out."
Me: "Where you going?"
YS: "Out to buy a sobe."
Me: "I'm not going with you. You know this, right?"
YS: "Huh?"
Me: "It's 11pm. I'm not going with you, so the answer is no. You know this, right?"
YS: *storms off into a hissy fit because I made a judgement call while
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Now, this seems to be just a typical case of teenage angst. However, near as I know: she has not been resenting her homework --- just refusing to do it where we could make sure she gets it done. The issue wouldn't be so bad if Emmy hadn't been listening to that conversation, it might have made her less of an asshole towards me yesterday night when I argues about the sobe. I'm just going nuts. I found out that it's going to be 6 or more weeks I'm the "surrogate Colleen", given that she trained me to handle these disasters and I've had to handle Wednesdays without her before. I'm used to it. I was just hoping the circumstances didn't suck this much. Not like I really planned this to happen.Is it obvious that I'm going crazy because I think Emmy is plotting some insane way to drive me crackers?
Dinner tonight was tasty; I made a pan of baked short-ribs with home made chilli oil (see cooking recipe some posts back), artichokes, and microwaved leftover rice. Very good stuff. (Emmy ate it and liked it. She NEVER eats the hot spicy stuff on her food.
On the plus side, I think I have a good idea when I'm seeing
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I curse whomever gave me that damned Chinese
Edit: Thank you to
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