Christmas in Indiana

Christmas came as it always does - whether you are ready for it or not.  This year I was a bit thrown off by all of the November activity with mom and so with a couple of exceptions, all of my shopping was done online.  I guess I should consider myself lucky my identity hasn't been stolen, etc. (at least not that I know of).  Everything I ordered came on time as promised and I couldn't be happier with the experience.  It really helped me to keep the Christmas spirit not having to be cursed at by some little old lady in her Lincoln who wanted the parking space I just parked in.

Thursday (12/23), was CC's day off.  I took the day off as well so we could have some together time.  We got up and got ourselves together and went to run errands.  One of the errands we ran was out to the Infiniti dealer to look at cars.  The Infiniti dealer also owns several other dealerships and they are all on the same acreage.  Approx. 10.  We ended up at the BMW dealer.  I found a car I loved but I can't see me making that kind of payment AND paying insurance on a 16 year old boy.

Friday was my holiday as Christmas was on Saturday.  CC had to work but was able to get off early.  We all opened presents on Friday when he came home.  All I can say is WOW!  I have never received so many gifts for Christmas.  He really went overboard.  I hope he knows how much I liked all of my gifts and how much I love him and his thoughtfulness.  I received a blue topaz ring with matching earrings, a Kindle, a cover for the Kindle, a new blender (mine died), a large glass measuring cup/mixing bowl (don't laugh, I asked for that), a new robe from VS, and a hockey jersey. Somehow I feel like I am missing something but I have been forgetting things all week so I guess that is par for the course. The best gift of all is that he is here with me.  He really did sacrifice a lot to be here and I love him so much for that. He is what I need and always has been even when I didn't know.  Bonus!  He made our Christmas dinner, lasagna!!

Saturday (Christmas) started off a quiet one.  Son went with his father to a Christmas gathering and CC and I stayed home, watching the Stooges (one of his gifts) and reading our books.  We got up after a time and finished up the dining room.  All the paint touched up, everything put away.  It turned out really  well.  CC had found a BMW on Carmax for me and I sent them an e-mail about it. Later on that evening, the Son came home and wanted to be taken to a friend's house.  I agreed, but as usual, he wanted to do the driving.  Of course, in my usual fashion, I told him to slow down.  Then some jerk in a truck came barrelling down the two lane road, blowing past us. His temper flaired and again, I told him there was no use trying to keep up, let him be the one to get a ticket.  Apparently I frustrate the hell out of him and he started to drive crazy.  I told him to slow down, he wouldn't listen, then I told him to pull over and he wouldn't.  I hit his arm closest to me trying to get him to comply.  I finally used the "you will have to go live with your father" card.  He slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car and started to walk.  I asked him if he wanted his phone, he took it and he would not get in the car so I left to come home. (He had about two miles to his destination).  He called when I was almost home, in tears, stating to come get him.  I turned around, and came up on him.  THEN he tells me he doesn't need me, someone who CARES about him is picking him up.  AND that he would rather live in a box on the side of the road than live with me.   I'm ridiculous, I always yell at him and make life hell, etc.  He was going to come to the house and get his stuff and move out.  ooooookkkk.  So, I came home and let his friend come and get him.

Sunday morning bright and early I get a text.  Basically, he is sorry but apparently I MAKE him do things. (See somehow everything is always my fault).  Blah blah blah.  This goes on for several texts.  He stays away from the house because all I ever do is bitch.  Clean the basement, do this do that.  (Hmmmmm.   If he would do the things I ask, there would be no "bitching").  AND the basement would not get dirty if he could have his garage back. I took it away because I found him, two friends, a bong and a half fifth of Evan Williams in the garage one evening. At any rate, what it boils down to is this.  He takes absolutely no responsibility for his own behavior.  It is always someone's fault.  They made him do this, do that, etc.  Whatever.  Life is going to be very unfair to him with that kind of attitude.  He is definitely growing up to be his father.  I guess he will need to live with him when CC and I move so he can learn how to survive AND be a bum.   How sad is that?
CarMax called me back and is having the BMW brought to Louisville from Knoxville and are suppose to call me when it's here.  I can't wait.

Monday was back to work although it was really relaxed as so many people are out for the holidays this week.  I called my insurance agent to get a ball park on the insurance for the new car and also to find out what to expect in March once Son gets his license.  Son is going to cost me $2125 give or take on the Mazda.  I have to have full coverage as the car is so new, it only makes sense.  The BMW, is really no change once I changed deductible rates because of Son's premium.    Children - the gift that keeps on giving......