I had the Monkey with me all weekend since it is the last weekend before I move to Alabama. It was a great weekend with him, spent giggling, playing and doing the things that we have fun doing. All with the under current that we both didn’t want to say out loud – it was the last time we were going to see each other for a while. While the Terrorist and I LOOK just a like, I think the Monkey and I are more a like in our temperaments, sense of humor, etc.

Friday night we grabbed some take out and came home to watch all the shows that had piled up on my TiVO this week. It was a nice, quiet, lovely evening together.

Saturday I had to work all day (haet!) but then we got dressed and headed out to dinner with the BDITU, his fiance and their friend at Dave & Buster’s for dinner. That was 6 hours of pure, unadulterated fun and stupid belly laughs. OMG, I had such a good time with him. We had a blast. I didn’t want it to end.

Today, I got him up and after breakfast, we headed to Best Buy to let him shop for his birthday present. He picked a Star Wars game for the Wii and a cool controller add on that turns the Wii-mote in to a light saber (which is very cool). We picked up his birthday cake, came home, picked up the Terrorist and headed to my mom and dads house. We ate dinner (omg spaghetti – yum) and had cake, then it was time to leave.

It broke my heart. I hugged on him several times, kissed all over him and said good bye 100 times. I held it together though until I left the folks house. Once in the car, I sobbed on the Terrorists shoulder. And she let me. She was actually a good kid today, fun to be around, no attitude. I was so grateful to her for that. And I told her so. Her response? “I know Mom, you are going to miss him. I will too.” That just made me sob harder. Ugh.

So, the sad is obvious. The good is that the Terrorist was not a twit today. And now? I’m going to go watch the show Firefly on DVD since I bought it today while I was at Best Buy.

I was watching the movie Dodgeball with the Terrorist tonight, and the Ben Stiller character introduces a new team member from “Romanovia”.  A very masculine, deep voiced, awesome unibrow having woman.  A joke going back to the East German Olympic teams that always seemed to have ‘questionable’ females on their teams.  So I asked the question:

“Hey Terrorist, do you know where Romanovia is?”

She blinked a few times at me, thought long and hard and finally said:

“Mom, I’m in Civics this semester, not Geography.”

It took a few seconds for the utter ridiculousness of what she said to sink in.  She REALLY thinks Romanovia is a real country.  I couldn’t stand it and couldn’t help myself, so I replied with:

“It’s right next to Transilskankia.”

*blink blink*

“Is that in Europe somewhere?”

I need to hire the kid a tutor.  Clearly.

So, the Terrorist starts school tomorrow.  She went to go register for her classes yesterday with a friend, but I got the following text message from her:

“Mom, I can’t register because I have some fines from last year, we’ll have to do it tomorrow.”

Fine.  I texted her this morning at about 10am to wake her up and have her call the school and ask them how much in fines she owes.  At first she told me that she couldn’t.  Whatever.  I told her to DO IT.  Then she asked me what the number for the school was.  OMFG.  LOOK IT UP YOURSELF CHILD.

She just called me.  $189 in fines.  ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY NINE FUCKING DOLLARS IN FINES.

Once I was able to see again, I asked her what they were for.  She has $40 in fines for losing her school ID.  The balance is for text books that she either lost or destroyed.

And why didn’t I know about them???  Oh, because she was home when I wasn’t and was intercepting the letters that the school was sending.

I told her that she is NOT to ask me for money for the forseeable future, for any reason, and that she is grounded.

Still SO pissed.