Drunken Antics & a not so responsible Dad

Whooo. Another weekend. Gone by SO quickly it seems.

Zoey was with her Dada for most of the weekend. Well, not really. But, it was his weekend. Ugh. We'll get into that. . . .

Friday, my Mom, step Dad and myself go to Lonestar for a banquet my Mom's office was holding. Too cool. They had a cash bar & catered in bar-b-que - which I loathe. So I just munched on bread rolls & drank tequila sunrises! My step Dad ended up winning over $200 - that he gave all to ME! WOO HOO.

Saturday, I picked up Zo from her Daddy's to go to another little girls 1 year b-day party. It was at Spaghetti Warehouse, and it was SO good. I had tons of crusty french bread & garlic shrimp fetucinii. Mmm. Damned good. Zoey had bits of my lunch, but whinned the whole time because she wanted down in order to run around. Spaghetti Warehouse - NOT really the place for a 1-year olds birthday party. :-(

So, Zoey and I didn't stay long enough for cake - I knew she needed a nap. And sure enough, she slept all the way home. I dropped her back off at her dada's (unfortunately) and went to the Irving Mall. I shopped for nearly 2 hours - and bought NOTHING. I was so dissapointed in clothing selection. I went into Express. Uh, yeah, I'm NOT paying $68 for a f*ing shirt. Stupid. Then I went into V-Generation. Hip clothing for a cheap price. Well, you buy cheap and you GET cheap. The shirts & tops they had there looked so flemsy! And most of it was hoochie-mama wear. So I stopped in at Old Navy. Frumpy - 20 degrees below zero wear. UGH! Why couldn't I find anything SUITABLE!??!? So, I decided to SAVE my money, not buy any clothes, and got my nails done instead. Aaaaah, made me feel heaps prettier.

Sat. night, Jeremy calls. "You wanna do something tonight?" -Ha ha ha ha. I said, "Isn't this YOUR weekend with Zoey? Why are you wanting to go out?" And he said, "Well, I really dont have anything to do, but my Dad & Mindy wanted to watch Zoey." Unbelieveable.

So, I did NOT do anything with HIM. Instead went out with a few friends to have a few drinks & mingle at a local bar that had a live band. It was fun! :-) Around 2am, (closing time, haha) Jeremy calls my cell. "I want to see you." --HUH!? I said, "WHERE IS ZOEY!???" Completely drunk off his ass, he stumbles to say, "She's at my Dad's. She's okay. I want to see you!" OMG - Uh, no. I apologized to the people I was with, and excused myself. I said, "You, Jeremy, are drunk. This was YOUR weekend with your child, and YOU chose to spend it dropping her off with your parents so you could go out and get wasted. Smooth move. I want her back promptly at NOON tomorrow." (because I knew his parents would probably be taking her to church) He proceeds to yell at me, "Why do you treat me like dirt? Huh? Why?! Did you want to live in a fantasy world!? Did you think our marriage was going to be a piece of cake? Huh!? Answer me!" I simply told him, "You need to go to bed. Now is NOT the time to be discussing this. You are drunk & not in the right state of mind, I will speak to you tomorrow when you bring Zoey back." He continued to yell at me, so I just hung up and turned my ringer to a lower setting. I was beyond pissed off, and wanted SO badly to go and get Zoey from his parents home. But, seeing as how I had had a few drinks myself, saw it better not to. My friends and I went back to one of thier homes, and watched a movie, "Life or Something Like It" with Angelina Jolie. I fell asleep 1/2 way through it. I wake up at 8am Sunday, and I had like 6 missed calls from Jeremy and 2 voicemails. One, which lasted about 10 minutes stating how I'm "wasting HIS time" , etc. . . . And the second voice mail said, "Ha ha ha ha, Hi, we're all dead!" I saved the messages. I was astounded at how stupid, immature, and just plain DUMB a 26 year old adult could act. Even if he WAS intoxicated, that is NO reason to do what he did, nor say what all he said to me. Even after the numerous amounts of apologies he's attempted to hand me, I'm still furious.

Jeremy's Mom had come into town yesterday, so I allowed Zoey to stay a little longer than Noon. Yep, I demanded her home at 1pm. I don't care if his Mother hasn't seen her in __x__ amount of weeks, JEREMY should have thought about that BEFORE he pulled his little drunken antics. I'm sorry, but when you only have every other weekend with your child, and you choose to spend one night of that weekend getting drunk and leaving her with your parents, that's sad. My Mom told me that I need to be a little more stern with his "weekends" and that he should only get her every other Saturday night. And that she needs more time with her Mommy - but I just can't do it. She needs her Mommy, but she also needs her daddy too. It scares me though. . . .some of his actions. I'll have to have a really good talk with him. An adult conversation about it. My main interest is my daughter & her well being. I need to know she's going to be PROPERLY taken care of when she's with him. And right now, I really dont know if that's happening. It would appear to me that his family is doing most of the care when she's with him.

Yeah - rough weekend indeed. Zoey and I played hookie yesterday, and went thrift store shopping. Got some Taco Bueno, and headed home for a 3 hour nap together. Aaaah, it was nice! :-)