May you rest in peace....

Hello Dearies....

Today we laid to rest a beautiful soul. One of my "regulars" at work died this week. 

Joyce was one of the most giving people I had ever met. Joyce and Dave (her husband) came in every morning. Every morning, they had a smile, a pat on the arm and a kind word. Joyce even made me a bracelet. It's beautiful. Bright and shiny, just like Joyce.

In her death, Joyce saved the lives of 23 people by being an organ donor. My heart was breaking watching Dave wander around. He is so lost with out his wife of 45 years.

I hope I never have to endure the pain that he's going through right now....

Happy birthday to me....

Hello Dearies....

Today was my 22nd birthday (again). I had a pretty good day, even if it started out rough.

Chief and I had plans to go to Washington with MiL. He had a doctor's appointment and I wanted to poke my nose into the Walmart there.

Plans have a way of getting messed up. 

I had barely opened my eyes when I heard Bird in the bathroom throwing up. Chief just looked and me and said Happy Birthday! What a way to start my day.

Bird and I made a deal that we were going to get him out of pull up's. To do that (tmi here) I have to give him up to 6 months of diarrhea. Sounds fun doesn't it? It's a big long nasty story. But he's at the age where I'm not comfortable helping him clean up for a bath. I bought him new big boy underwear, and I'm hoping we can get this finished by the start of school.

I had given him a laxative last night. Again a nasty story we won't get into, but yes this was all my fault.  

So I got Bird cleaned up and in the tub, called MiL and cancelled our shopping/doctor trip.

I sat down and got adsorbed into Minecrack. I've been having a lot of fun playing. The Boy and Chatty came over and said they wanted to take me to lunch. I love spending time with my kids so I was happy to go.

Flash forward to noon when I was supposed to be ready to go to lunch. I had just gotten off of Minecrack and was in the tub when the kids got here. 

They wanted to take me to El Jimador's. The people that run El Jimmies are really cool, but I should have known the kids were up to something....

                                                                        

That's right, I got pied in the face! Damn kids.

After a quick trip to the Smoke Shop I headed home to get my fix of Minecrack again. (see a trend to my day here?)

MiL called and picked me up for a trip to Walmart to get stuff for cake and dinner. Did I mention she bought me the coolest wallet ever?

 Back home and back to Minecrack.

Chief and I made dinner together and the cake. It's nice spending time with him. We don't get near enough alone time. 

So now dinner and cake have been eaten, I've been sung to, and I got another fix of Minecrack. It's time to clean the clothes off of my bed and go to sleep. 4 am comes VERY early!

Happy birthday Bird!

Hello Dearies....

I know I've been neglecting you, and I'm sorry. Things have been so busy in the life and times of the Tribe. 

Last Sunday was Bird's birthday! My baby boy turned into a teenager. He's so amazing! When Bird was little, I was told to not get attached, he wouldn't make it to 5. Stupid doctors....they don't always know what they're talking about. (even if they think they do) The Boy and Chatty came over for dinner. I had made Bird a poke'ball cake. It's all he talked about for weeks!                              
                                                                              

                                               My birthday boy blowing out the candles.




Chief has been sick. His right foot is infected. He had a doctor's appointment yesterday. We weren't sure if he was going to be admitted to the hospital or not. When he called me at work and told me he was on his way home, I burst into tears. I was so worried about him. Chief has another appointment next week. So I have another week to fret and worry.

Mother's day is in 2 days. I've been trying to con the Fruitians to make me breakfast in bed. I'm betting on a pack of Poptarts for breakfast.

The female Parental Figure invited Midget and I to a mother/daughter thing tomorrow. It starts at 2. The same time I get off of work. I hope those other women don't mind me smelling like a french fry!

I've started the packing for our move. I can't wait til we get downstairs! It'll make so much easier on all of us.


I've gotten a ton of questions about the wedding. I'm going to try and make it through this part of the blog with no tears....The wedding has to be postponed. That's right....one more of my plans falling through. Chief is still married to Colleen. He hasn't seen or heard from her in 12 years. We talked to the lawyer and it's going to cost about $750 for the divorce. And that's only IF we can find her so he can divorce her. 

I know I should have told everyone sooner. I just couldn't bring myself to admit it. It's breaking my heart. I just want to through my hands in the air and give up. I have no idea how I'm going to come up with that much money....ever. I love Chief, and I plan on spending my life with him, I'd just rather do it as his wife....

Celebrating life....

Hello Dearies....


Happy Impossible Astronaut Day! Are you wearing your tally marks?

Today is my day off. I plan on getting as much of my housework done as I can so I can enjoy tomorrow. (also my day off!)

Saturday was a day of mixed feelings for me. My grandma's memorial was rough on me. I had to sit there and watch my daddy and niece #1 crying. The Boy started crying and I lost it. I was trying to be strong for my family.

I didn't tell the Fruitians what was going on until we were almost to the church. Partly a parenting fail, and partly self preservation skills. Midget would have been a wreck all week, if I had told her. They still don't really understand death. 

When my family gets together for a funeral, we cry and mourn. But we also laugh and tell silly stories and remember the good times. 

This was also a day for hugging cousins I haven't seen in about 10 years. 


                                                    

Here we are. All of the Beyes kids!

Damn that's a good looking bunch! I'm there in the back. Standing up 2 steps so I could be close the their height! I'm the shortest blood related adult on this side. And yes, every last one of them makes sure I know that.

I love this group so much! They are all so important to me.

On the home front, things are going pretty good for the most part. The Boy and I are thinking about looking for another job. I'm not too sure about it yet. I know what I'm doing and what I can get away with at Burger Hell. A change would be nice, but still....

The Fruitains are doing great in school. Midget is a C away from A Honor Roll. Bird is getting excited over the Special Olympics coming up. This will be Midget's first time joining him. 

I got great news from our property manager. We get the next downstairs apartment that comes open. That means moving away from the insane drunken neighbor! The next day a woman that lives downstairs told Chief that she was moving in the next few weeks! It's only downstairs and around the corner, but it's downstairs! No more steps. No more insane drunken neighbor. No more leaky bathtubs. And MiL and the Parental Figures will be able to come visit. Ok, so that just means I have to keep the Hut clean(er). Chief will be able to walk to tiny Tink, so no more trails of puppy pads for the cats to try and bury. I'll also have to keep a very close eye on the cats. I don't want them to streak out the door. I'm also going to have to keep my shades closed!

I've been working on an afghan for about a month or so now. I've gotten it about half done or so. I can't wait to finish it! It's going to be beautiful thrown over the back of my chair! I have plans for a new one in blues, and another in purples. I just have to sneak the yarn in past Chief. (he's going to yell at me when he reads that)

My crocheting doesn't bother him. It's all the balls of yarn stashed through the house. They are everywhere! I love yarn! Hello my name is Madwoman....I'm a yarn addict. 

So with my 22nd birthday coming up (shut up I can be 22 if I want) please send yarn!

1825

Hello dearies....

Things are still crazy with the Tribe. We got through Easter and the Sibling's birthdays.
                                                        

                                                           Chief and the Fruitians. 

Aren't they amazing? I wish we could have had Squealer on Easter. One of these days I'll get the whole Tribe together for pictures. 

I love this little group so much. Midget looked like a little princess. Bird was so handsome in his tie. (Even if he acted like he was choking all day) The Boy isn't a boy anymore. He's an incredible man. And Chief....I must have been a saint in a past life. I'm not sure how I got so lucky to be able to wake up to this gorgeous man everyday. 

So my blog is titled 1825. That is the number of days Chief and I will have been together tomorrow. Tomorrow is our 5th anniversary.

At this time 5 years ago I was waiting for what I thought was a one night stand to show up. I had been on this site called Fubar. I had made several friends on that page. But one day a guy the lived 30 miles from me sent me a friends request. He was a very good looking man. Bald with brown eyes! Just my type. So I accepted his request and we chatted back and forth for a few days. He asked for my number and I gave it to him. When I answered that call, I swear my hearty skipped a beat. That deep voice! I was hooked I wanted to meet him. I wasn't in a good place in my life at that time. I didn't think I'd ever find a man that I'd like let alone fall in love with. Mace and I talked on the phone for hours. He definitely  wasn't like any of the other guys I had met. 

I invited Mace out to "visit" one night. When he walked in  my door I believed in love at first sight! Here was this gorgeous man standing in my bedroom, and I knew I never wanted him to walked out my door. We never really dated. Within 2 weeks he pretty much had moved in and my "I'll never fall in love" went right out the door. This is now the longest one night stand in history.

I'm so lucky! I have an amazing man, 5 awesome kids, the cutest grand baby ever and a new one on the way. I couldn't ask for more. 

The only thing I could ask for right now is to watch Doctor Who and snuggle....oh and more yarn for my afghan. (I ran out)


                                                          

Happy anniversary Gorgeous!

I heart your whole head!

The life and times of a Madwoman....

Hello Dearies,

So, so busy! Easter is Sunday and I haven't gotten basket stuffers. Thursday is Froggie's birthday. Easter is also Tattoo's birthday. Mace and I's anniversary is the 7th. Llama's baby shower is the 14th. May is full of birthdays and June is the wedding!

Speaking of the wedding....candle making sucks ass! Just saying. I think I'm going to give up and buy the damn candles. I'm starting to stock up on the bowls and platters for the food.

Today I got a brand new toy. I ordered a mini whoopie pie pan. The little cakes it makes are just too cute! I have a bunch I need to ice tomorrow.

I've been getting back into crocheting. Yesterday I taught myself a new pattern. I'm pretty proud of it. I totally suck at reading patterns.

Mace and I had a little set back on a very important plan for the wedding. We'll hopefully get good news on that front next week.

Work has been pretty good. I was just over an hour short of overtime this past week. That'll be nice right before the baby shower. Even the Ass has been nice lately.

Midget got B Honor Roll! I'm so proud of her. I know school is really hard for her sometimes. She had a "Spring" program the other night. She did a really good job!

Bird has an IEP meeting coming up. The teachers never have anything bad to say about him. 

Mace and I are going to go get our Doctor Who on. Here's a parting picture of me getting my geek on....

Where are the golden rings when you need them?

Good Sunday morning/afternoon Dearies....

We've had a VERY eventful morning at the Hut. 

The Fruitians go to church every Sunday with the Parental Figures. It's Mace and I's "alone" time. This morning started out like every other Sunday morning. I spent the first hour yelling at the kids to hurry up and get ready.

Midget was taking a super long time to get ready, but this is nothing unusual. The Boy called to let us know they were on the way. By the time he got up here, Bird was ready and Midget was still in the bathroom. She went to grab her coat. I should have known here that something was up. Midget took forever getting her coat.

Out the door they went, running and yelling.

The Boy sat here and talked to us while Mace and I played an online game. After the Boy left with Chatty, I went to check on the animals. Midget had taken a box out of the hedgehog's cage. No biggie, I knew it would happen sooner or later so I'll just move the tank....right? Wrong! I grabbed the water bowl and didn't hear Sonic (the hedgehog of course) huffing at me. I lifted up her igloo and....nothing. She wasn't there. The hedgehog wasn't in her cage!

I yelled for Mace and we started searching Midget's room. I was starting to freak out. When we couldn't find Sonic we came out to the living room. I'm not sure who thought of it, but Midget did take a REALLY long time getting her coat. And her coat wasn't on when she left.

OMFG! Did my daughter just take a hedgehog to church!?!?!?

I must admit after the first freak out, I found this very funny. My daughter may have just let loose a hedgehog in the most uptight church known to mankind. I can see those old stuck-up's climbing the pews and screaming for their lives, thinking god was bringing down his wrath!

Mace and I were freaking out. I called the female Parental Figure, but she kept hanging up on me. I kept searching Midget's room. Nothing....

After a couple of hours I went in Midget's room one last time and was poking around when I heard huffing. Oh thank goodness!

Sonic had found a nice warm cozy spot in Midget's toys and was fast asleep. I returned her to her cage and rewarded her with a bite of banana.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go see if there are any new grey hairs that need plucking....

Why you mad bro?

Hello Dearies....

I just got back from the courthouse. I went to put a restraining order against Drunken Neighbor. Guess what's not open on President's day?

To make this trip, I had to make a call I DID NOT want to make. I called the female Parental Figure and asked for a ride.

I rarely ask the Parental Figures for anything. I talk to them once a week on Saturday to make sure they are picking up the Fruitians for church. I do call now and then to ask about the male Parental Figure. Those of you who know my family, know he's in poor health. Normally when I DO call, I call his number.

For a former phone operator the female Parental Figure has horrid phone skills. She has worse people skills.

For almost 5 years now the female Parental Figure has been bitching at me about "living in sin". There was over 6 years of the same crap when I was living with Fatass. So I assumed that she'd be happy about me and Chief getting married....wrong. No emotion at all. No congrats, no I'm happy for you not even an 'about damn time'. Nothing. When I told her I was getting married, there was nothing. She didn't say a word. She just sat there with the phone to her ear.

I honestly don't understand. Both Parental Figures like Chief.

Today when I told her about some of the plans, but again there wasn't much. All she asked was if you could buy red velvet cake mix.

I know I shouldn't be surprised. This is the same woman I grew up with. But it still hurt my feelings. MiL is super excited. Her and I talk about the plans all the time. But nothing, not one emotion from my female Parental Figure.

And people wonder why Chief calls me "The only living heart donor"

When you're ugly....

Hello Dearies....

When I got my taxes in, I ordered a bunch of the stuff for the wedding. I also ordered a portable washer and dryer. I'm tired of walking down the steps, around the building and down more steps to do laundry. I haven't been doing as much laundry as I should.

The UPS lady is PISSED at me. The washer, dryer and 2 other heavy boxes came in the same day. Chief had to go downstairs and help her bring up the dryer.

When I got home from work, I set them both up. I was very excited. No more trips up and down the steps.

One of the boxes that came in was the candle making kit I ordered. I got to try it out last night and made candles for Chatty. (yesterday was her 18th birthday) 

I was also able to go get Chief his glasses and my contacts.

Out of everything I ordered, the best was our wedding rings! I ordered Tungsten rings. I'm too hard on gold rings. I've bent my engagement ring.

Today was my day off. I've done well over a dozen loads of laundry. (Told you I haven't been doing it as often as I should) I washed our big blanket in the washer I was renting, because it won't fit in the tiny little new one. That washer will go back tomorrow.

I have to have a window cracked to use the dryer. If not then the humidity level gets crazy. 

Me running in and out of the Hut caused another problem. Insane Neighbor is drunk and being a dick. He's been slamming his door and banging on the wall. 

He came out his door and mouthed something earlier. This last time I went out I was smart. I took the phone with me. As I walked by, he came out the door and started to yell at me....again. 

When I call him insane, I'm not being dramatic. The man has stolen my chair, broke into my storage unit (to put the chair in it), screamed at me for the kids leaving for school so early in the morning, and the best yet....he yelled at me one day about Chief using a cane to walk. Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You're bitching about a man who has to use a cane?

On my last trip outside I was prepared. I took the house phone with me. When I got to the steps he came outside and started yelling. I loudly informed him that I had dialed 91 and if he cussed at me I would dial the last 1 and report him for harassment. Then the idiot followed me down the stairs. I used my cell to call Chief and tell him what was going on. On my way upstairs Insane Neighbor came out of another apartment, pointed at me and started to say something. I told him to leave me alone and came inside. 

Right now he's randomly slamming his door and banging on the wall. (sigh)

I'll give him a few more minutes before I have to go to bed.

If you can't handle the noise of someone walking then you really shouldn't be living in an apartment complex. 

Share and share alike...

Hello Dearies....

When we were little, our parents always told us to share. My parents wouldn't let me run around the house shrieking "MINE". Whatever it was that I thought was mine was taken away and I was made to share. 

Then you move in with your significant other and you learn to share even more things. You share your home, bed, food, drinks....the list goes on and on. But there are just somethings you NEVER share....ever!

For instance....you don't share your toothbrush. Really? That's just nasty. Another big one is you never, ever, ever, ever use your SO's scrubbie! 

A while back I had gotten myself a fluffy white scrubbie. What most people call a bath poof. 

It's mine. I use it daily. Why? Because it's mine!

I found out that Mace had been using my scrubbie.  While I love Mace and want to spend the rest of my life with the man, this was almost a deal breaker. Not really but still. (It's mine!) 

Because I love my sweetie, I didn't run shrieking  through the Hut. I went to Wal Hell and bought the biggest, ugliest, pink, fluffy bath scrubbie I could find. Take that scrubbie stealer.  

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go nurse the cold that Mace gave me. Another one of those things you should never, ever, ever share....sigh.

Why children and puppies are cute....

Good evening Dearies....


I'm very much an animal person. When I met Mace, I was well on my way of becoming an animal hoarder. I had cats, dogs, ferrets, rats, birds, a snake and a scorpion. Yeah, yeah I know. Way too damn many animals. I did take care of and play with all my animals. Ok, not the scorpion so much, but he was well fed.

Ever since I've been on my own, I've had a dog. It didn't feel right not having a dog. Living in a small apartment limited the size and breed of dog we could have. The cats haven't been a problem here. They're happy. But, I wanted a dog....a very small dog.

I hate puppies. Oh, they're cute and fun. I just don't have the patience to train one, or deal with the chewing on EVERYTHING! 

I found the perfect dog a couple of weeks ago. I small Dachshund named Tink. She's very small, fixed, and best of all.....she's 2 years old.

Once I saved up the money, I called Tink's owner. Tink was delivered yesterday while I was at work. Isn't she adorable? Tink is very sweet for the most part. She hasn't gotten the concept of letting the kids touch me when she's in my lap. She gets along with the cats for the most part. It took getting her ass whooped by Scarface.

Yesterday was very eventful. I ended up having a short day at work due to the fight between Tink and Scarface. I came home and bonded with my newest "baby". The Boy and Chatty came over for a while. The Boy and I split pizza costs for dinner. I spent my dinner fighting off a very excited dog.

After dinner I told Midget to go downstairs and get the basket of towels so she could take her shower. 

After her shower, I noticed it was getting chilly in here. I turned up the heat....nothing. I turned it up a little more....nothing. I turned the damn thing up as high as it'd go....nothing. WTF? The furnace wouldn't kick on.

Mace said he'd call the landlady today. So we snuggled under a mountain of blankets. By this morning I was freezing! It was 55 in here. I took my shower and got the kids up for school.

I went downstairs to check out the furnace. I read the directions.... they were no help. There's a switch on the side. I flicked it up and down....nothing. Read a little more. Flicked the switch up and down again. I heard a click! I flicked the switch up again and....WOOT the furnace came to life. I came back upstairs to a VERY happy Mace.

My darling little angel Midget and flipped the switch off last night when she was getting the towels.

See Dearies....this is why puppies and children are born so cute....so we don't eat them!  

Shhh! Spoilers!

Hello dearies....

It's been a minute since I sat down to write to you. So much has been going on! Some of you know my secret. Others are about to find out.

A while back Mace and I had some problems. They came to head on the 11th. I asked Mace to move out. I spent the weekend miserable. 

We talked all weekend. Monday he came over to have dinner with me and the Fruitians. 

I realized something that evening....Mace is the love of my life. He is my missing puzzle piece. 

I also realized I still wanted to spend the rest of my life with this amazing man!

So early this summer I'll become Mrs Mace! 

I've started with the plans. So far everything is looking good. 

But, for now, I'm Pinterested out and I'm wanting to watch zombie heads fly. Hello Woody Harrelson!

Say what you want....

Hello Dearies....

So most of you know by now that Mace moved out this weekend. I was so heartbroken. I honestly thought I was going to lose him. Other then losing my kids, losing Mace would have been the hardest thing for me to go through.

We have been talking via text, messenger, and phone for the past 3 days. 

While my brain was screaming me to run, my heart was screaming just a loud for me to forgive him. 

We've been talking about starting from the beginning. We (I) thought it'd be a good idea to start dating. He'd come pick me up and we'd go do whatever.

Tonight was our first "date". I invited Mace over for dinner. Pretty normal for a date, right? But there was a problem....

I came out of the shower and heard him talking to the Boy. At the sound of his voice the butterflies started doing Gangam style in my belly. I got dressed and walked in the living room and the butterflies almost turned to nausea. I didn't understand what was wrong. Why was I so worried about him being here? Then he came in the kitchen, put his arms around me and kissed me. By the time we were done kissing I was smiling.

I came to a very hard decision. After the Boy left and I had dinner warming I sat Mace on the bed with me. I looked him in the eye and told him to go get his shit! I had, had enough! 

I love Mace. There was never any question there. I've always loved Mace. From the first time he walked through my door, I knew I was hopelessly in love with him. It's always been Mace. There has never been any man to ever make me feel like he does. 

Say what you will. Call me an idiot or a coward (I am), but the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, the man I love with every fiber of my being is at his mother's grabbing what little of his stuff he took and making his way back to me. 

Back where he has always belonged....with me!

How my world came crashing to an abrupt halt....

Hello Dearies....

This post will be the hardest post I've ever had to make. I lost so much in the past 2 days my head is spinning.

I lost the love of my life, my best friend, the one person that "got" me. Today I lost Mace (formerly known as Chief).

I tell you a lot, but I never spill everything. And I haven't told you about what's been really going on. And I'm not going to right now.

Last night I asked Mace to leave. Today he called his mother and left with his medicine, computer and a tote of his clothes.

I've spent the better part of the day trying to keep busy and keep my mind off of things. But after only getting 2-3 hours of sleep last night and the mad dash cleaning I did today I'm worn out. 

I'm tired and and I'm scared. 

I'm scared of being alone. I've never spent the night alone in this apartment. 

I'm scared of laying down in that big empty bed.

I'm scared I'm going to start crying again.

And most of all....I'm scared I lost the love of my life forever.

Restoring my faith in humanity....

Hello Dearies....


Yesterday was a short work day, but a long day no less. I got stuck out in the dining room as the BKB (Burger King bitch). We were so slow the Ass sent me home 2 hours early. Normally I'd throw a fit but I knew I'd make the hours up today. 

While in the dining room I heard this story. I looked at the State Trooper sitting close to me and simply said "I don't want to live here anymore". He quickly agreed. What the hell has this world come to where virginity is a commodity to be sold online to a complete stranger! Why isn't the government stepping in to help this girl? UGH!

My faith in humanity was totally shaken until I got to Wal Hell with MiL.  Mil parked next to a long train of carts. I turned to look for the guys bringing them in and saw something that restored a little of my faith. 

In the lane behind us, the boy that was supposed to be taking in the carts was helping a woman lift her husband out of their car into his wheelchair. As I got out of the truck the boy rushed up to the carts and apologized. I had tears in my eyes when I told him "That was awesome". 

I smiled and walked into Wal Hell with a plan. I stopped 2 employees and asked if they knew his name. I was directed to a CSM. Again I had tears when I told her what I had seen. That boy didn't HAVE to help that woman. It is not part of his job description. That was going above and beyond. As I was leaving I learned the young man's name. You won't see me do this very often, but.....his name is Zack. Anyone going into my local Wal Hell, look for this boy and bless him. He is a gem.

The Hobbit turned the tears on yesterday and I offered to cover part of her shift today while she got something personal worked out.

I found out that Stripper and his woman Liner were getting fired. Seems Liner clocked in Stripper when he wasn't there. How stupid can you be? They have a 2 year old son, a baby on the way and a brand new car. Now neither one of them has a job. I do feel sorry for them, but they made that bed. 

Maybe I can snag a few more hours to make up for New Years.

In other news, Chief had a doctors appointment today. It's been a month since he went last, and he did a real number on the foot over Christmas. Doc, wasn't very nice today and cut a fair amount.  Good news....the office will be rearranging the pictures in the lobby that are out of order.

My insane neighbor struck again today. He started yelling at me as I left for work about the kids walking past his door on the way to the bus. Today just wasn't a good day to yell at me. I asked him if I should call the schools and tell them they have to come pick up my kids later because my neighbor didn't like them getting up that early. So he starts bitching about Chief walking with his cane. Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You're bitching about a man walking with a cane when he NEEDS it? I told the idiot that if he didn't like the noise then he shouldn't be living in an apartment complex. 

Chief and I talked about this. With this man confronting me and cussing me all the time, I can call the cops and get him for harassment. I've had it with him thinking he can yell and scream at me and bang on the walls when he's not happy. Screw that shit! Not this girl buddy.

I do have to brag on the crotchfruitians before I go. I've been paying them to do their chores. (hey it works) Today Bird took out the trash, ran down the laundry and cleaned his room. I was pretty impressed. He now has enough money to buy the Poke'mon cards he wants. It took her longer but Midget got the dishes washed and dried.

Oh and speaking about Midget, tomorrow I will be having a talk to her bus driver first thing in the morning. Midget hadn't gotten off the bus by the time Bird reached the door. I was a little worried, it wouldn't have been the first time she decided to stay at school. I watched as she got off the bus. 

Why was my daughter's arm out of her shirt? Midget came in and told me that a little boy on the bus had tried to pull her shirt off. I'm pretty sure my blood pressure skyrocketed right then. After I got the story from her I called the school and asked to talk to whomever was in charge of the buses. I got his voicemail, and I'm still waiting for his call. I'll be meeting the bus driver in the morning. I doubt she'll like what I have to say. Thank goodness I make Midget layer her shirts and had a turtleneck on her today. 

I do not know this little boy. His cousin is the little girl from downstairs that tends to be mean to Midget. I will find out who he is, where he lives, and I WILL be talking to his parents.

Oh, and mister I'm in charge of the buses....we'll talk tomorrow.