New Week: Combustible Popcorn and Wizards

mmm...

Okay, so, on Sunday, my popcorn caught on fire.

And lately, I haven't been babysitting. It's probably TOO EARLY (or too good to be true) to say this, but I might not be babysitting anymore. At least, not as often. I really don't know what's going on.

I have to give my mommy-pie some credit. Finally. She smacked the gavel and said the hell with it. At first, I secretly criticized her caring too much, but she was only doing what was right. But a camel's hump can only carry so much.

I've said it over and over: Niece's parents are idiots, even more so when it come to niece's "mom" (AKA: Stinkpest). Because hey, this should've happened in the first place. Was I supposed to babysit her on and off until the mom graduated? I think not.

And I despise helping someone so spiteful. However...now...because I babysat niece so long, there is a slight empty feeling. Also, some worry.

What frustrated me more than watching the vigorous child I must be getting old was the methods of the parents. Niece had yet to go to daycare; the circumstances behind it would take too long to explain. EVERYTHING would take too long to explain, from reasons as to why I don't like Stinkpest to what I have been going through with babysitting, but you think that anyone with some cognition would consider their child's convenience, and not feed flames. So went spent days and days to find a place for the child to enjoy herself, spend her energy, do baby activities BECAUSE she is a smartie pants and is growing up, and not JUST spend time near the tv and being in the house. To be with other kids. although, bringing her home is the hard part. Typical of course

AND STOP DESTROYING MY FURNITURE!

But no. For some dumb reason, the little wank provokes both sides. My family and the father's family.

I have too much contempt for Stinkpest, and she has too much contempt for me and my mother, the latter who over and over has been helping her (so did my father). It was always like that. Just no consideration for anything, whether they're sick or not. And, it just disgusts me when love and support isn't recognized.

All the time and money I've spent on the kiddo. When I come home, she runs to me with this big smile and hugs my legs. Then, jumps up and down. Cause hey, I spoil her. And if she wants crackers or chips, she points to it. She eats food from my plate, and she doesn't like it when I leave, even when I go to the mailbox...

But I gotta live my life. This was going to ultimately happen anyway, because she's not my kid. She's Stiknpest's kid and stinkpest is going to be the influence.

So I'M FREE! or am I?

I thought I'd get better sleep...

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Kamen Rider Wizard. SPOILERS BELOW! GO GO!

( Kamen Rider Wizard ending? )