so, took the bull by the horns. Shebitch was @ work, again, leaving a child alone for 12 hours. Came home, after prepping him for what was to come.
Sat with him and explained the consequences of his actions. Explained that we'd agreed to take away the computer if his marks continued to dip, but we wouldn't do that as long as he agreed to sign the contract with which he was presented-yes, a contract. His signature attested to his understanding of no computer nor tv unless his homework checked (if I get home late, oh well), no computer/tv until dog walked and poop cleaned, in bed by midnight weekdays/1am weekends, and he was joining in a sport-of his choice-but he MUST join one. Of course the choices were to sign the contract or lose his precious computer (it WAS purchased for school, theoretically-yeah right). Then, the fun could start. Even explained that to not hold him responsible would be enabling him.
Now dear reader, am I the only motherfucker who can explain this crap??? It isn't rocket science, and yes, in so doing I firther enable Shebitch by taking up It's slack-which never ends. But can't let Keith's decline continue. And you can imagine his thrill @ having limits placed on him. (no, didn't go into the "when I was your age," or "this is gonna hurt me more than...")
Picked up 2, yes 2 birthday cakes. One strawberry shortcake, one chocolate. Put a "1" candle on one, a "3" candle on the other. He loved it.
Gave him the cards from by brother and sister in law-dmv bro, not the priest-he's too busy giving speeches about ancient Hebrew for $10,000 a pop to give a shit about his nephew-hope you're watching mom!!!
THEN, the grand prize: guitar hero Aerosmith.
LOVED it-a home run, made all the crap worth it!!!
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