You're welcome to read this.... I don't have much to offer other than fried chicken

... I dont really have fried chicken .... What I do have is a decision to not tell you that Applebees ruined my life... and tell you this story instead.

I dont really know where to start...  Last night I gave my son the silent treatment for the first time although... this is not the first time he has done this... so before you judge my tactics.... he is a master of his art.... Shaggy blonde hair... innocent blue eyes... Looking up at me through those glasses I saved up for so that he would not be unstylish in Jr. High... While standing next to his viola that I rent (not just one, but two .. so he doesnt have to carry it to school everyday) ... and a hand on his keyboard (nice keyboard)... "I Practiced mom" and I glance down at his voice recorder, that is obviously not plugged in... and no chair is pushed up to the keyboard... no music on the stand  ... My eyes make their way to the bag that holds all of his music books (I couldnt even begin to recall what I have invested in those) ... zipped shut.. untouched... And look back at him and suggest he try a difference response... he chokes and sputters a little... I shut his door and leave him to his practicing ... and head to my bedroom... I close my door, giving myself a timeout...  Before I drive him in complete silence to his lessons (155$ monthly) ... and he doesnt break... The conflict in his mind is almost palpable... He is not going to burst into tears and apologize... he is too old for that ... and I am not going to let it go... Calmly I turn to him and tell him I am not friends with liars... and so he cant expect me to be friendly... I tell him to think of his own punishment... and it better hurt... He suggests no Netflix for a month... I scoff at him... With his schedule (that he chooses, good gawd please dont start on me for pushing him too hard... I promise you I dont have that kind of energy... this is him) There is no TV... and he doesnt care... He then tries video games... again I scoff and suggest we find a new home for his fish... Tears! oh... almost over the rim.. is he going to break? ... nope... He suggests giving up his Halloween Plans... this seems feasible to me... A few tears roll over his cheek and we agree... I dont launch into the whole single mom bit... it obviously didnt work last time... I dont launch into that everything in my life I do... I do for him... So he can have these lessons he wants so badly... And these instruments... Instead I inform him that he could possibly end up a serial killer... Yes yes... I did... And I asked him if it was easier to lie to me this time... was that sick feeling is his stomache easing up... and if so... what would he have to do to get it back... I told him guilt was his friend... and he better embrace it... because if he didnt feel it... he would be capable of horrible things... this scared him a little... And it is guilt that keeps me from wanting to write about what a horrible corporation Applebees is... because, well... they arent... and they sacrifice profit on the day we honor those who sacrifice everything they love... Veterans Day... Applebees serves a free meal to veterans... I love this! ... Veterans day is November 11th... This year that happens to fall on 11/11/11 ... the binary nerd date I have chosen to marry Mr. Amazing... The love of my life... (I love him).... My sweet (pregnant) angel girl waitresses at the local applebees, and I had asked her to witness this said ceremony w/mr amazing ... and she asked for the day off.... If she wants to continue her employment (really who in this economy doesnt want to continue employment) She needed to be there that day... All employees do.... It is their busiest day of the year.... So with a broken heart... I console said beautiful girl... and tell her it will be okay... to work... and that it didnt matter she would miss it... being at my life was way more important than being at my ceremony.... and someone else would sign as a witness... and promised to promptly lose the certificate... as I do with all important documents in my life... and we would be just fine.... God bless the USA.... and I am grateful for our vets.... And I am grateful to applebees for honoring them.... Bet you wish I had that chicken now... Dont you.

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