Spamalot
Ok all y'all, since Oct '99 we have had a website. Now, because of that my email is a "catchall". meaning that email to yodamamma@ as well as email to leroy, james, pinkie, stupid, or whatever name @ comes to ME. Well, seems lately some person has been sending out thousands of spam emails with "bumtwinflamesfor@" our email, and the spam filters are catching and returning them by the thousands. Meaning, for the last few days I have been deleting about 4,000 emails a day. I already get, on average, 1,000 spam emails a day, but now I am deleting them by the thousands!!!
Now. to add injury to insult (literally), Rob is right now on his way to the walk-in clinic, as Robbin took it upon himself to jump on to his sleeping father right in the liver. We iced it but it is bulging (not excessive but enough to worry about) so he took the insurance card and drove off. Would NOT let me drive him. So I get to sit home and worry. I know it is mercrograde but this is ridiculous. And to top it all off? It is Robbin's 9th Birthday. And I don't know if daddy will be home or hospitalized for it. Am I sitting here crying? You betcha. Send energies and light candles, please. I will update as soon as I have something to report.
In the time it took me to post that I got 684 emails.
Robbin is on my bed crying his wee eyes out. I can't help him right now. He DID know better then to do that. He KNOWS not to jump on people. I am letting him (and me) take a time-out, even though I don't really believe in time-out's, sometimes they are necessary, both for the parent and for the child, to cool off. We WILL be ok, it will pass (as long as Rob doesn't! GOD he HAS to be OK!!!)
Whooboy here comes another 30 emails.
Now. to add injury to insult (literally), Rob is right now on his way to the walk-in clinic, as Robbin took it upon himself to jump on to his sleeping father right in the liver. We iced it but it is bulging (not excessive but enough to worry about) so he took the insurance card and drove off. Would NOT let me drive him. So I get to sit home and worry. I know it is mercrograde but this is ridiculous. And to top it all off? It is Robbin's 9th Birthday. And I don't know if daddy will be home or hospitalized for it. Am I sitting here crying? You betcha. Send energies and light candles, please. I will update as soon as I have something to report.
In the time it took me to post that I got 684 emails.
Robbin is on my bed crying his wee eyes out. I can't help him right now. He DID know better then to do that. He KNOWS not to jump on people. I am letting him (and me) take a time-out, even though I don't really believe in time-out's, sometimes they are necessary, both for the parent and for the child, to cool off. We WILL be ok, it will pass (as long as Rob doesn't! GOD he HAS to be OK!!!)
Whooboy here comes another 30 emails.
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