Didn't Happen....

Hello my fellow readers! 
This weekend didn't turn out as planned. I had all the time in the world to blog, but Canito was here, and he doesn't know about my blog. And I hope he never finds out. ;)
So, I was supposed to go to my dad's house this weekend to meet his new gf. I was really excited, cuz even though I don't know her, I already like her. My dad is all giddy, and happy, and he tells me how they try to see e.o whenever they can, even if only for 25 minutes. I can tell he's happy. Before he started dating her, he sounded kind of depressed, and just like blah about everything. But when he started dating her, he glows, you can hear the happiness in his voice. And I've NEVER seen my dad like that. EVER. So I'm so happy for him. So anyways, I called my dad to see what was going on, and he told me that Rosa had to work on Saturday so we'd reschedule for next weekend. On Saturday, I didn't hear from my dad ALL DAY LONG. I was worried as hell. I tried calling him. No answer. I called from Canito's phone. No answer. Canito called his mom, so she could call him. No answer. (My mother-in-law, and sister-in-law have a really good relationship with my dad. They talk often.)
At this point, I was crying, thinking the worst. Saying that this isn't like him, what if something happened to him? Canito and I got into an arguement, cuz instead of being supportive, he was telling me that he's fine, probably having sex. Then he made a comment saying, "For Jo [the ex] he'll pick up, but for you, he won't." (my dad was seeing Jo after they broke up. well, having sex with her. she wanted something more, so she would use sex to get it. she was trying to manipulate him into getting back together with her. she would give him what she she hardly ever did while they were together. after my dad told her he didn't wanna get back together with her, she stopped going to his house. i told him the same thing. i'm a woman. i knew what she was doing, the moment my dad told me he was seeing her again. shes a gold-diggin, munipulative, lieing (i think cheating) skeeze. she would still go out with her friends to clubs, while my dad stayed home. she's i think 42 now. thats for when your in your 20's not 40's. she need to leave that behind already.) I got defensive, and I yelled back, "NO! DON'T EVEN SAY THAT. FOR JO HE WON'T PICK UP. THEY'RE NOT TOGETHER ANYMORE. ROSA IS HIS GF NOW. THIS IS NOT LIKE HIM. HE'D CALL ME." "He doesn't have to tell you what he's doing all the time! He's probably having sex." he says. "It's not that I want him to tell me what he's doing. He'll call me just to say hi!" We go back and forth with the same bullshit, and then I say, "YOUR SO INSENSITIVE!" And he leaves to be with his friends. I finally heard from my dad, and I tell him how I was worried.
him: i'm so sorry. i was with rosa. you don't have to worry when i'm with her. and her brother came over to interview me about a product. you remember i told you. for his job, so he won't get fired.
me: ooo ok, and i wasn't worried if you were with her. i was worried in general. i thought something happened to you. i started thinking the worst, and it traumatized me.
him: i'm so sorry. [he apologized like 20 times.]
me: you don't have to apologize. i'm serious. i was just worried. its nothing to apologize for. 
Then I tell him what happened with Canito. My father is very protective of me. Usually, he'd defend me, or say something like, "Talk to him. Let him know how you feel." But Saturday night, he defended Canito. I didn't mind at all. I think it's nice. I even started laughing, and I said, "I think it's so cute, that its like your seeing everything in color now. Your so happy." So we hang up, and I call Canito, and tell him that my dad called. I kept watching him from the window, cuz when he's hanging around with the asshole neighbor who only wants to hang out if he's drunk, or if his wife isn't there, he tends to disappear. Only up the block, but I don't like it. They were smoking a bogie, and around 1am, the other neighbor wants Canito to take him to the "store". He goes, and when he comes back, Asshole Neighbor wants to put Canito to smoke another bogie. I said fine. I call him around 2 to ask what time he's coming home, and to tell him that I'm going to bed. After I take a shower, I see the internet light is blinking. I turn it off just to piss him off. But then I turned it back on. We share internet with them, although they don't pay. We offered it to them before they stopped hanging out. So I call him again, and say, "Are you watching culo over there, or on Myspace?" 
him: no he's showing me the game. how do you know we're using the internet?
me: the light is blinking, and i'm not using it.
him: A.N. says that the page closed out, did you turn it off?
me: no. it's blinking over here.
him: can you move it closer to the door?
me: ok i did it. what time are you coming home?
him: in a little bit. he's just showing me the game, and i'll go home.
me: it's 2:30 am already. can't he just show it to you tomorrow. or when he's not drunk? he's only your friend when he's drunk. and knowing you, "in a little bit" means another hour.
him: no. i'm just gonna see the game, and i'll be home.
me: well i'm going to bed, if your not home by 3, stay over there.
him: fine just leave the door open.
I go to sleep, wake up around 3, and I call him again. 
me: i told you if you weren't home at this time, to stay over there. i'm locking the door. stay over there.
him: ok.
I locked the door. Top and bottom, cuz I really didn't want him here. And I turned off my phone. =D
4am rolls around. I turn my phone back on. Another phone call.
me: Canito. it's 4 am already. your still not home. what the fuck is the deal? 
him: well you locked the door.
me: well since your chillin with your best friend, ask the asshole to let you sleep there. 
him: fine. you locked the door anyways. i can't get in.
me: this is un-called for. i don't like this shit. but fuck it. stay over there, canito.
I hang up. 
Around 4:30, he calls me from the window to open the door. I open it, don't say anything to him, and go back to bed. When I wake up, I start getting ready to wash clothes. We hadn't muttered 2 words to e.o. I then tell him that the horse is tied to the tree, and she can't eat anything, and to please pass me the pillow case, cuz I wanna wash it. We don't talk much for the rest of the day. He told me he was taking the other neighbor to the "store" and I said OK. That's about it. Then he washes the car, and afterwards, he's just outside, sitting there. I tried talking to him, but he ignored me. Then he was sitting in the car, and we finally talked. I told him I didn't like how he stayed out till 4:30 in the morning. 
him: it was next door!
me: i don't care. i told you last night that i'm gonna start going out with my friends to see if you like it. you never replied back, cuz you don't like it.
him: its ok. i was only next door. but your gonna go out, and i'm gonna go out too.
me: even if i was here, outside till 4:30 in the morning you wouldn't like it. you know i don't go out. you don't invite me either.
him: [Asshole Neighbor's Wife] wants to be friends with you. but since all the shit that's happened she feels like she can't be friends with you.
me: THEY NEVER USED TO INVITE ME OVER TO THEIR HOUSE! IT WAS ALWAYS YOU YOU YOU! I'M NOT GONNA GO SOMEWHERE WHERE I'M NOT INVITED! I'D LOVE TO BE FRIENDS WITH HER, BUT HELLO. THEY NEVER INVITED ME.
him: i was only next door anyways.
me: i don't care. he only wants to be friends with you when he's drunk. i don't like that shit. 
him: i know. he's not a real friend. and Joel [the other neighbor] tried to talk shit the other day, and i called him out on it today, and i told him not to come around anymore.
me: there's no friends around here.
him: i know. he only called when he needed something cuz we have a car, and the other one only calls when he's drunk.
We talk about money, cuz he had asked me earlier in the day for $20, and I told him no, cuz I needed it for the things we needed around the house. That's how it mainly started. The arguement. We agreed that we were both stressed out, and I hated that Jay was in the play-pen all the time. Since he's always with the roosters, he tracks grass and dirt in the house all the time. I like my house clean. So I told him to leave his shoes at the door. I didn't care if he had to keep taking them on and off. I also told him to buy some cheap sandals at Walgreens, or Walmart. The name-brand sandals he had broke. I even cried cuz I felt bad for Jay that she's always in the play-pen. It makes me feel like a bad mom to have her in there all the time. 
He said he won't walk inside with shoes on anymore. 
I also told him I felt bad cuz she hardly has any shoes. Everytime we get money it goes with the quickness. I want to buy her GOOD shoes, and cute lil sandals. I even told him that sometimes I think we were better off in NY. Over there, he had a good job. BUT we were living with his cousin, in a piece of shit room. No freedom. He bitched about everything. His ex was a fucking slob! I couldn't wash dishes sometimes, or the baby's bottles cuz the sink was full with her dirty dishes. I cooked in the other side of the house. They even bitched about me cooking, cuz I cooked late at night. Canito would get off at 10pm, sometimes later. Some meats taste nasty if you cook it, then reheat it. I like my food fresh. So does Canito. So we had a lil stove, and a microwave oven, pots, pans, etc. And I'd cook right next to our room. 
So yeah, we felt the same way about thinking we were better of in NY. But here, we have our family. One day, hopefully soon one of us will have a job. I can feel it. He has that job in construction. But it's not stable. He's working today, actually. We were supposed to take the baby to ger her shot, and we argued about it, but I gave in, cuz we really need the money. We'll go next week, I promise. (her doctor only gives shots on Tuesday. around here, it's a first come first served, so we have to be there like at 7am.) And he's also going to buy her the $20 easy on-the-go stroller that I've wanted for a while now. I found one with a lil hood thing, to protect her from the sun. And she's old enough now to be in it. The stroller she has now is not a good one. The wheels don't turn when they're supposed to, and it's just ugh. So we're going to get the one I want. He also talked to his sister last night, and I told him to ask her if Oscar [his nephew] had any shoes that didn't fit him anymore. He's 8 months, and wears size 18-month-old clothes, and size 5 in shoes. He's big but he is sooooo cute! Jay only wears size 3. And she's almost 14 months! lol. So I think she's going to give us some. He doens't walk yet, and Nessa [Canito's sister] takes good care of her stuff. So thats good! I really hope everything turns out good. We also need to send Canito's child support for his son. We haven't had a chance to. Yesterday the post-office was closed, and today he's working. I think he's just going to have to drive down to his mom's house, or to my dad's house, and Nessa could meet up with him there, and he can give it to her. (he can't go to his mom's house cuz people over there don't know we're in PR. he's gonna tell his baby momma soon, so he can take care of his son! I'm excited about that!!) So thats whats been going on these past few days. Besides going food shopping on Saturday, and we finished yesterday, lol. I'm hot as hell cuz it's 86 here but feels like 100. I'm gonna take a shower. Till next time!




Quote of the day: 
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago, with so        many memories tied to it that it made you cry?
And didn't you wish that you could go back in time 
to when everything was simple and carefree? 
Those are the songs that are the soundtracks of our lives...
The ones that bring back our past.
-best friends-
-first loves-
-broken hearts-
-family-
&&  
m.e.m.o.r.i.e.s.  
good or bad.