Last week Samantha started her classes for her First Reconciliation, known to us regular folk as getting ready for her first confession. Did we ever have to go to classes for that? How come there are all these new rules? Really.....how many sins can a child have? This is a SIX week class, once a week for an hour. Now if it was Megan, I know she'd need the full six weeks. Actually, she's the more cooperative one. I guess I just don't see the need for so much preparation. Simply sit down with the priest, tell him you have major attitude, don't listen to me, slam the door, (which will be coming right off the hinges should it slam once more...), have major attitude (did I mention that already?), say your Our Fathers and Hail Mary's and call it a day.
Oh and did I mention that all parents are encouraged to participate in confession at the same time as their children. The kids all sit down face to face with the priest so it's more "comfortable". Like HELL do I want to do that. I want to hide behind my screen in the confessional. It has been along time, actually, since I went to confession so it may do me good. I should have someone come get Samantha at the church because I know I'll have a lot of penance to do. 'Well, Father, I tell a lot of white lies to keep the peace and I get great joy out of the fact that Mike is miserable, a cheater, has to pay me more child support, and he can't have his daughters 50% of the time. I enjoy his misfortune." I mean, is that wrong to tell the priest? Cause that's what he's going to hear. Oh well. Maybe I'll choose a priest I don't know and go fess up to him. Whatever. I'm prepared to do my time.
And then tomorrow night I have parent/teacher conferences with Mike. There is a half hour gap between Megan's conference and Samantha's conference. Just shoot me now. I'll go hang out in the bathroom and read.
So, for all of those who are going to read this blog, out of respect for my fiance and his son, they are going to not be a part of this. They would prefer to stay nameless and "out of the picture" so to speak. So, though I love them both, I am only going to talk about myself and the girls. Which is fine because I love talking about us.