I closed the comments on the last two posts.
I’ve made it clear in the past that I don’t acknowledge hate mail and I usually blacklist any emails or comments that will cause people to get crazy.  When the comment came through, I reacted out of complete anger because honestly that and sadness is the only thing I am running on.  I could have burst into tears, but instead I told a perfect stranger to fuck off.  That is not me, and I am sorry.

Today I emailed the person that sent the message. I didn’t want to come at anyone out of anger so I waited until I was in a good mood. I needed to know why. I wanted honesty. I wanted it respectfully.
She emailed me back and even though It’s clear she doesn’t know what type of person I am, she was respectful and HONEST.
I emailed her back and tried to explain that her honesty comes off a bit bitter and I tried to explain who I am and where I was coming from.  I haven’t heard back from her. I’m writing this post on faith that she isn’t penning the meanest email in the world that I will have to forward to Dooce so she can run it over in her car.

No, I believe that it ended on a good note. I am certain that her email was honest and from the heart and  she doesn’t really understand the dynamics of what Random and Odd was built on.
I hope that she does find the time to get to know us and realizes where we have all been, how we have all been here for each other.

I know I would be pissed if someone left a mean comment on your blog and I would probably go off too, but I ask that we move past that.  The negativity isn’t positive.  Try to see things from her point of view, that she just doesn’t understand and it’s okay to not understand and sometimes people just come off the wrong way in comments.  *crossing fingers* Let’s just let it all go, M’kay?

I’m sorry I said, ‘fuck you’. That was mean and uncalled for.

AND on to Tyler’s graduation. He pulled it off with honors. He was all smiles all night long. I held it together long enough to get through the night.

The picture above is Tyler, His mother, The Ex(who managed to only cry once –the whole time) and Shaun.  They have watched Tabitha’s son, Dennis graduate from HS and boot camp.  Then they watched Tabitha’s daughter, Jen graduate from HS and give birth and watch her blossom into a wonderful mother. Now they watched their son graduate from high school. In 3 more years they watch their daughter Marina cross that same stage to get her diploma (IF she will actually pass P.E. every year!)

I can’t wait to print out these pictures for her. She always frames my pictures and hangs them in her apartment.  That always makes me smile when I am over there.  My work in someone’s home.  I am still working on getting some of my ‘fun’ pictures up. Perhaps that will be a good distraction huh?

If happen to be on Flickr, please let me know which one you think should be printed, matted and hung on my walls.  The only pictures I have right now happen to be of Jeremiah or my brats.
[sidenote: the judge on So You Think You Can Dance, her voice is going to make me jab pencils in my ears]