so there are the pictures from halloween, one kid was superman and the other one was cinderella with her done like cinderellas and everything. after we took them trick or treating, we went for dinner, which the kids had a nice time, because they got to eat a good meal, one kid had hamburgers and chips and the other kid had shrimp, chicken tenders, and chips. and then they had ice cream for dessert. it wasnt as nice for the adults though, because my hamburger that i ordered was sent back once, and then my husbands was sent back three times because it wasnt done correctly. so that whole experience was very frustrating for the adults, luckily the kids were blissfully unaware of all that was going on. needless to say i am not going to be going there again. i was very unhappy there. and the funny thing is, is that this isnt the first time that i had been there, the other time that i had been there, i had enjoyed the whole experience, this time it was horrible.
i am happy that tomorrow is friday, at least i just have to get through tomorrow, and then i am going to have 2 days off. on saturday i am supposed to be spending the morning with the kids and my daughters father (my ex). and my husband of course doesnt like my ex at all or even the idea of us spending any time together. (even though the one and only reason that we would spend any time together is because of the kids, my daughter is his and my son adores him, there is absoluetly nothing between us, eeewwww. i wouldnt consider it.) so anyway it wasnt going to be an issue before, because my husband was supposed to be working in the morning and afternoon so he probably wouldnt have even known that i was gone. but now he told me that he might have to work at night on saturday even though he is supposed to only work days there. so i had to tell him that i probably wasnt going to be home until 12:30pm or 1pm. so i told him the truth and told him that i was going to bring my daughter to his house, so he starting asking questions, like is he going to give you gas money. so i was joking and said no but maybe he will take me out to breakfast at mcdonalds. so he got mad and said that wasnt something that he wanted him to do and that he shouldnt be going out to eat with me, and that he should call up his ex and eat a meal with her. so i just let it go and didnt say anything else. but now i feel bad because he has been asking me for a very long time to take the kids (and i would have to go to, basically to help take care of my son) to breakfast, and that was one of the things that we are supposed to be doing on saturday. so i just hope that he doesnt pursue it or say anything else. or worse ask my son that night or afternoon what we did, because my son will just tell him exactly what it was. my daughter is old enough so that if i mention to her not to say something she wont. so i am going to try not to get upset or worry about it. we have just been doing good with not fighting or having problems, and i just dont want to get any started thats all. i know that there is nothing wrong with it and that it is innocent, i just dont want to make him mad and us to start fighting and him get mad at me. oh well, i just have to stop worrying about, because whatever will be will be i suppose. it is just hard for me to think that, i keep getting depressed and upset about things. like the fact that i have had to take sooo much money out of my savings account, one reason was to pay the rent and then the other reason was i had to buy some warmer clothes for me and the kids. and i am still going to have to buy them some more pants and things like that. me one more pair of pants or jeans and i should be okay. i should really get another pair of closed toe shoes for myself because all of mine except like 2 which are very uncomfortable for me are open toed and that means that my toes will be freezing, so that is something that i need to start looking into i suppose. more money that will probably have to come out of my savings because heaven forbid that he should ever have any money to help me pay for anything extra, it is a miracle enough for him to have his share of the bills himself without any help from me, which brings me back to one of the reasons that i am depressed.
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