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Today I was horrified by the actions of my child’s school bus driver. It takes a fairly large thing to horrify me, generally speaking, after all my son is quite the handful.

So let me preface this with the fact that up until today I rather liked the driver. A sweet, quiet woman who worked hard to drive kids that are on that bus because they are too behaviorally challenged to ride the normal bus. So basically she has like 30 of the worst behaved students in the entire school on her bus. I give the woman a CRAPLOAD of credit because she keeps her cool even when she is under loads of strain.

My son at the beginning of the year decided to be a total asshole to her and as such was challenging her every word, yelling at her, being defiant and rude… to the degree that this kind woman actually gave him a write up. A write up means that his behavior is so unacceptable that he needs to be removed from the bus. After 3 warnings the ban is permanent.

I spoke with her when my son got his write up and I was appalled at my son’s treatment of her and needless to say my son and I had a HUGE discussion about his behaviors being absolutely unacceptable and why. I set forth rules on what I expected from him every single day and set forth very clear consequences for breaking said rules. She agreed to contact me before writing him up again because his behavior is now great.

I have no desire to see this woman fired because she has been very kind to me when perhaps she did not want or need to be.

I will also preface this with the fact that today is -33 with the wind chill factor. Pretty brisk to say the least.

Now to the meat of the matter – the rank turd sitting in my pants steaming away.

Today my son’s school bus broke down on the ride home. I received a call from my son on the drivers cell phone stating that the bus had broken down and they were waiting on a mechanic to come and fix it… that they would be a bit late. I thanked them for the call and said that was fine and that was that.

My son arrived home a short while later (All in all an hour later than usual). Upon arrival he informed me that some other kid’s mom had driven him home. Hmn ok wait…. seems a bit innocent yes?

My son’s school bus driver – who has passed police clearances in order to be entrusted with my son’s safety HANDED my son off to some other kids MOM. A mom I have never met, spoken to or even HEARD of. A mom I still have never met or spoken to. Somehow in her lack of thought the bus driver thought it was a-o-k to put MY SON in some random woman’s PERSONAL VEHICLE and entrust that she drives him home because “It’s cold enough to die waiting for the mechanic”.

EXCUSE ME but WHAT THE HELL?!

I do not know this mother… have never met her or spoken to her. I do not know if she is a rapist, kidnapper, murderer, drug smoking, drunk driving woman. I know ZILCH about her. Ok so I realize the chances of her being some nasty pedophile are pretty slim but isn’t that MY choice to take that risk or not? I had no idea he was NOT safely on the bus… What if there had been a crash? I would have had NO IDEA who the fuck had my son. What if my son had NEVER arrived home? I would have had NO IDEA who had him.

Ideally the bus driver – when on the phone with me – would have ASKED PERMISSION before sending my kid in some woman’s van to drive home to me. WHICH I WOULD HAVE SAID THANKS BUT NO to and instead had him stay with the bus driver or call a cab to bring him to me or have my mom pick him up. I most certainly would NOT choose to send him with some random woman!

Make no mistake – my son did arrive home safely, which is great. I however am so unimpressed by the bad judgement on the part of the bus driver that all trust is broken. I am left wondering next time shit hits the fan who’s car she may stuff him into and entrust his care to.

I would never in a million years do that to someone… and am shocked that she did.

I am waiting now on the bus company’s supervisor to call me because I want an assurance that NOTHING like this will EVER happen again. I have been waiting an hour for the call and every moment that ticks by on the clock results in me feeling more and more hostile. My son will not be getting on a school bus tomorrow if the school bus company does not return my call tonight, No way.

I pay my kids bus company over $500.00 a year to drive my son to and from school every day… Not to shove him in some strangers car, risk his safety and piss me off. Common sense people!

Just sayin’

A fuming Jayde.

Longings…

She reaches for me in the night
Fingers like butterflies alight upon my fiery skin
Dancing delicately, gracefully, fluttering
Stroking gently and making my body arch toward her in longing.

Her eyes look deep into my soul
Thinly veiled, crystalline, storm filled eyes
I feel her passion burning me, consuming me, torturing me
She looks deeper still, I feel myself falling from the precipice
I leap off the edge at the last second to soar with her as our breath swirls around us.

Her lips move toward mine as if in slow motion
Whispering enticing morsels that flow off her tongue like a warm waterfall
I drink her in, every last sip until I can take no more
I feel her passion filled words flow over my tongue like sweet, sticky nectar
Her lips brush mine and I gasp as my heart screams out her name.

I shudder and pull her still nearer like a silk cloak clinging to my fevered skin
My eyes drift shut in languid bliss
With one word I invite her into my heart,body and soul
Please.

Acceptance

Something every single one of us seeks out through most of our lifetime is acceptance. One of the driving needs of humans which is very rarely if ever met by those around us. Such a small thing really – but apparently huge because as we all know acceptance is hard to find. Even as kids we seek acceptance of family. It is programmed into us from birth.

True, unquestionable acceptance is a rarity. Finding people who like and or love you not in spite of your “issues” but because of them. Someone who not only accepts your quirks and challenges but understands and embraces them.

Society teaches us that acceptance is damn near impossible to have. We go through our life apologizing to those around us for our idiosyncrasies. We apologize because we feel bad that those around us must “put up with” our glitches.

So what happens when you find someone who LOVES you… glitches and all? Someone who understands your issues and leaps in with both feet to help make life better or easier just because they love you unconditionally and want you to just be happy? Someone who doesn’t need or want you to apologize for who you are? Someone who is just happy to be with you.

Have you ever had someone who accepted you just as you are? Loved you just as you are? Wanted you just as you are? Have YOU ever accepted someone just as they are? Loved them 100% openly, honestly, with raw passion?

They make movies about it, Write books about it, teach us to accept those around us but yet it’s like finding that one glittering speck of gold in a pile of fools gold. Nearly impossible because as a society we judge one another on a daily (hell sometimes hourly) basis.

When you find someone who says “It’s ok, I love you… I love everything about you, even the things you hate about yourself” it’s pretty powerful.

If everyone in the world had just one person in their life who accepted them just as they were and loved them unconditionally – what would our world be like? I ponder this quite seriously for as it stands now I think our world has far too much hate in it.

With the risk of sounding like an unwashed, pagan hippie ;) I want to see the world fill up with LOVE. I want to see all the stupid issues that cause so much war and angst to just fall away.

I know realistically that will never happen – because society has turned hard… careless. We have lost our empathy and compassion.

Right now however – in my life – I have someone that shows me day after day that she accepts me as I am. She does it generously, gracefully and in a way that makes my heart flutter like never before. It touches me deeply every time she says something that offers me complete acceptance. She makes me want to be a better person, just for knowing her.

Reach out to someone who apologizes to you for some small thing they feel they need to apologize for. Tell them that there is no need to apologize. Help them feel acceptance even if it is just for something small. Watch them as their mind goes into over drive because it is an alien sensation ;) You just made their world a better place. Well done!

Just Sayin’
xoxoxox

Stupid decisions

One thing I see time and time again is people making really stupid decisions that in a blink of an eye can change their life forever.

One such decision reared its head up on Twitter today and has inspired me to say a few words.

A local hair salon (I won’t say which one because I refuse to give them one more bit of publicity) recently made a very stupid decision (perhaps they were trying to be edgy but took it too far?) to use graphic images of an abused woman and say she was sexy. “Looking good in all you do” was their tag line.

As a woman who has been abused for more than half her life – it truly drops my jaw that ANYONE could possibly consider these ads a great idea! An image of a woman on a sofa with a black eye (and a fucking UGLY hairstyle – if I must say)… a man looming behind her – holding a necklace in his hand.

I have been in that situation… abused – beaten, bloody. Begged for forgiveness and handed all sorts of gifts to try and buy forgiveness. I know that reality… and there is NOTHING sexy about it.

Glorifying domestic violence is never ok. Ever.

I wonder how it managed to get put up – without someone even once saying “Hey you know what? This crosses some lines. MOST of our clients are female and a good portion of them have probably been touched by domestic violence at some point. Let’s rethink putting up an ad tellig them that it is sexy to get beaten!” But apparently the brains of the PR department was MIA that day.

Backlash is flying all over the internet – rightly so. I admit I am on board with it and hoping their salon takes a major hit to their income. I hope like hell they have very strong financial consequences for their vulgar choice in ad.

Abuse is not edgy, cool or sexy. Abuse is vile… and it will never be anything but.

Just sayin’
xxoxoox

Yesterday I took the ultimate plunge in gay land – and for you perverts that does NOT equal really good sex ;)

I told my son I am a lesbian. Maybe to some this is not all that monumental but seeing as I have been waiting 13 years to do so, in my world it was pretty large.

I debated the best way to go about it – many times really. Over the course of relationships, during our discussions of bigotry, hate, accepting people that are different because the world already has too much hate. Time stretched on with the moment never quite right.

I was not really nervous that he would take it poorly – the ground work had been laid. I was more hiding it due to his father. I didn’t want him to have any negative backlash from it. My sexuality bears no impact what so ever on my ability to parent – and I dare say – parent well. My son living with me has shown to be of great benefit in his behaviors which is good as some of them were quite worrisome.

I told him that I had something I wanted to tell him… and then I explained that I had not told him, not because I don’t trust him but because I wanted to make sure it would not cause damage in his world. He waited – and out came the words.

“I am a lesbian… and ______ is my girlfriend”.

My son took it in a stride and said “It’s ok Mom, I still love you” :)

So it really was quite a day yesterday. My world is almost perfect once again – harmony is filling the air around me.

My son is happy, settled in, healthy and thriving. My kitty is healthy, happy and enjoying having my son here. Stresses are slowly easing away one at a time. I can breathe again.

I am falling in love with the most beautiful soul I have ever known – and while I won’t wax poetic here in my blog I will say that it is one of those passionate relationships that seems to consume me. I have never felt for anyone the way that I feel for her and I am not ashamed to admit it.

No expectations in my life – just relaxation. Moving forward and opening my arms to all that could be – for all of us. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us all. I hope it will be as happy in the future as we have been recently.

I hope we all continue to thrive, smile, laugh and love because without it? What’s the point?

Just Sayin’
xoxoxoxo

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