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In a mad world only the mad are sane.
--Akira Kurosawa (1910 - 1998)



For a Monday this has been a smooth day. I spent the whole morning in meetings of one type or another. Can’t say I ever like to do that, but what is an insignificant little cog to do???

So my son has been in a snit for the past few weeks. It started with him being snubbed and ditched by a couple of girls he liked (crush upon). They seem to call and message him all the time, but he never expresses any interest in relationships. Always keeping them at arms length is the Modus Operandi. Now there are reasons he is doing this, but the consequences are that he is left watching girls he likes and wants to date, running off with other boys and making out.

As dad I can’t say that I mind delaying his physical relationships – considering that another child we took care of just knock-up his 18 year-old girlfriend.

As for my son, he has all of this ugly negative emotional stress inside him, and has no clue what to do with it. He thus lashes out at all of those people who care about him. From a psychological stand point, he is trying to protect himself from more emotional pain by walling up his heart, but he is lashing out against his mother and me (along with some others).

Well I am just sick and tired of his owly behaviors. He has been pissed off and is taking it out on us. He yells, screams, stomps his feet – well in truth he curses us out and vandalized our stuff.

Many attempts have been made to broach the topic and all result in him getting pissy and yelling obscenity. I have better luck talking to him that his mother, but we are both being abused. On a car ride yesterday, I asked him what was making him yell at us. He said that it was our assumption that something was wrong that was pissing him off and that is why.

Well if that isn’t putting the cart before the horse.

I then tried another tactic and he yelled at me that his mother was the one always pissing him off, but yet his mother was not in the car…

Again, not the real reason.

To put a capstone on the whole bad attitude, his mother and I came home the other night to quite a scene. He was only in his boxers and little Todd and the Twins were peeking at the world; he had a neighbor girl and two other friends over and he was stinking drunk! So there we are looking at a bunch of drunken teens, two of whom are almost sitting on top of one another, and my son plastered. He was so drunk that he had yacked all over the bathroom (several times).

NICE!

So the three friends slink out of the house as fast as possible and still opening the doors.
Thank-god for his mother – she know right off that he was three sheets to the wind. She confronted him with the facts and busted him. He was so drunk that he was having trouble standing and talking. I don’t think I wanted to see it, but she sure pegged that one right.

He was so busted and then launches into a justification for his actions
“All kids do it. So what is the big deal?”
His mother came back with – yep, all kids do it and all get grounded for it.
Of course I never drank and never was grounded, but that fact never seems to help with parenting my own kids.

(I think my mother had it pretty easy – I never got into trouble – perhaps a wasted opportunity on my part?)

His mother wanted to tell him to drink a bunch of water, but I talked her into letting him sleep it off and be as hung over as possible. He was still throwing up in the morning. I jabbed at him with smoked oysters and pickles, and just cooking lots of food. A friend said she would have awoken him at 6:30 in the morning with loud music and a vacuum. I would have loved to do that, but I didn’t want to get up at that time!
My sleep preempts a good life lesson – oh well, I figure up-chuck is bad enough.

So he has basically been a royal ass. He is laying it on pretty thick (well worse than ever before), as he is trying to pick fights and be hurtful. God give me the patience to put up with his crap and the ability to help end this as fast as possible.

At any rate, he is grounded until the apocalypse. Which he is not invested in! He decided to go running around to friends this morning. Guess we will have to come up with something really good. Can’t wait till school starts!