Peeing at night
Three nights ago he was dry all night. Two nights ago he only peed a little in his pull-up. One night ago he was dry all night. Last night, he peed all over his bed.

I don't get it. And each night before he goes to bed he tells me he's going to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, even though he never has in his life.

Stinky butt
Adrian comes out of his room naked, walking like he's got something up his butt. I ask him if he needs me to wipe his butt and he says yeah. Then he gives me puts his finger to my nose and says, "Smell this." It stinks. He cracks up. I tell him not to put his finger in his butt anymore. We go to the bathroom where I wipe his butt and we both wash our hands.

Pick up from Angel's
Yesterday and the day before were rough pick ups. He was crying when I picked him up. First he said, "I want mommy," and I told him I was right there. Then he said, "I want daddy." I think it's really hard for him to be with both of us at the same time.

On the way home in the car he cried the whole time. I tried sympathizing by saying, "You miss daddy cuz you guys have so much fun together, don't you?" and things like that. He kept nodding his head. I told him we could call daddy as soon as we got home.

By the time we got home he was fine. It just breaks my heart to see him so sad, even though it's only three minutes.

Another fun weekend
Friday night I helped chaperone a dance at school. Afterwards, Lindsay and I went into the faculty lounge for some cocktails. I did jello shots for the first time in my life. One green and one blue. The green was better. This is the kind of school I teach it - jello shots in the fridge.

Lindsay had brought some rum too, so she made us rum and diet pepsi. I had a couple of those too.

Mike had come up about ten minutes before I had to leave. I told him I'd be home right after the dance which was supposed to end at 11, but I got home about 11:50. Guess who wasn't so happy when I came home. And he had gone out while I was gone and brought me back a whole bunch of flowers that he put in a vase on the table. I told him what happened and he said I could've called. I apologized and told him I wasn't used to anyone caring where I was.

Saturday we ran around in the morning doing errands and went to see Mission Impossible III in the afternoon. We were going to see Silent Hill, which I was dreading. I was singing the Mission Impossible music earlier in that day and he asked me if it was out already and if I wanted to see it. I said yes to both. He knew I didn't want to see Silent Hill, so he changed at the last minute, thank God. It was like a stay of execution.

We went to the Chicago Chop House that night for dinner. It was good. I would've liked to have stayed downtown more and walked around but he didn't feel like it. It IS his last weekend before the transplant so I kinda had to be nice ;-)

Today we went to some garage sales. I got a couple things. Then we went to Flat Top for lunch and home for a nap.

If he's gay...
If he's gay, it's not my fault.

I went to pick him up from Angel's today. He was wearing white Skechers with blue flowers. I asked Angel why he was wearing those shoes and he said cuz he wanted them. I told him they're girls' shoes. I told him he'll get beat up if someone sees him wearing them. I told them he could only wear them at daddy's house.

Scratchy
A: My leg is scratchy.
M: I'll put some lotion on it.
A: It's still scratchy. My body is telling me to scratch it.
M: Well try not to scratch it.
A: BUT MY BODY IS TELLING ME TO SCRATCH IT!
M: So go ahead and scratch. Just stop talking and go to sleep.

Staying downtown
Mike has two appointments on Tuesday and several on Wednesday. So the logical thing would be for him to stay at Rob's Tuesday night, especially since he will be going into the hospital on Thursday of next week to begin the whole transplant process.

Mike called Rob several times to ask if he could stay there. He didn't call him back. Instead he called his parents to tell them he didn't feel that Mike was being appreciative enough and he didn't ask how he was feeling so he doesn't want him staying at his house. Can you fucking believe it! What a pussy little girl!

So Mike tells me this and that his mom found a hotel near the hospital for him to stay at Tuesday night. I told him he could stay with me. My God, it's just one night. So what if Rob thinks he's being unappreciative. Can't he get over it for just one night? Damn.

So when I talked to Mike I started thinking about my personal days. Shit, I want to stay at a hotel downtown. So I told him I'm going to take a personal day on Wednesday. He'll be in and out of appointments, but I'll be downtown so I can always do stuff there if it's going to be a long appointment.

Later on I found out that Mike's mom actually told him to tell me that I should stay downtown with him, so we're not even doing anything sneaky. She told him to take me out to dinner downtown. And I asked Angel if he would pick up Adrian on Tuesday, have him sleep over there that night, and then take him to school in the morning. His reply was, "Sure, no problem." There IS a God.

Here's the plan. Mike has a dentist appointment at 3. I'll come home after school and get my shit together. He'll come and pick me up after the dentist and we'll go downtown. We'll have dinner somewhere there and then go back to the hotel. He'll bring me home sometime Wednesday after all his appointments.

Religion
M: Grandma and Grandpa are going to a bar mitzvah today and they'll be gone all day.
A: What's a bar mitzvah?
M: It's a Jewish thing.
A: I'm Jewish. And Christmas.
M: Right.
A: I only like Jewish. I don't like Christmas.
M: Ok.
A: You're Jewish.
M: Yes I am.
A: Daddy's Christmas.
M: It's Christian. And daddy's really Catholic.
A: Catholic?
M: Yes, Catholic.
A: I don't like Catholic.
M: Ok.
A: Do you like Catholic?
M: I like everything.
A: I only like Jewish. I don't like Catholic. Because it's too cold. Too cold and scary.

Pizza
I bought one of the 100% whole wheat pizza crusts the other day. Adrian and I made pizza tonight. He ate half of the pizza. Half of an entire pizza! He's laying on the couch right now like a beached whale watching Spongebob in a pizza coma.

Pee in bed
So I tried the generic brand of pull-ups. They suck.

Last night Adrian refused to try peeing before he went to bed. I even picked him up, carried him to the toilet and sat him down, but as soon as I let go he got up and went back to bed. I told him I was going to be angry if he peed in his bed.

At about 1:15am I hear, "Mommy, I want to come in your bed." I get up and ask if he peed in his bed. He starts crying for a second, so I say, "It's ok. Don't worry. Just go in my bed."

So I got his pull-up off, put a new one on him and got him in my bed. Then I just laid there thinking about that stupid fucking email from Angel. I couldn't sleep so I got up, took his sheets off his bed, and went on the computer.