The Devil wears a Dance suit

Where do I start....let's start by saying today was NOT a good day...I woke up and felt it was going to be a pretty good day but it turned out to be very shitty and only got worse. I will spare you all the drama and get to the point of this title. Yes I know you are wondering but you prolly know what is coming next.

Melana..oh melana....today was her first day in dance. She is taking Tap, Jazz and Ballet. She has been so excited for a few weeks now since I enrolled her. She has been prancing around here in her tap shoes driving me homicidal and prissing around so I thought ok this is going to be ok. WRONG! She gets herself kicked out of dance class on the first night...YES SHE DOES!!!!

When we got home she was so excited to put her stuff on and pose for me...see exibit A:

in exhibit B she is telling me how she can't wait to get to dance and learn "taps" and "ballerina"

Exihibit C is her walking out to the car to rush off to dance and make it for 6:00

So zoom ...zoom....off we go...get to dance rush in...wait around a second and it's time for all the 3-4 year olds to go to the studio. Melana was ok when I walked her down the hall to their studio and when we turned the corner and went in she FLIPPED HER WIG...the DEVIL came out in this child....now you know she is BAD...but I have never seen her act this way....I was MORTIFIED....so the lady came and got her and held her and was telling me to go on and go she will be fine....so i go and wait in the waiting area...I could here her screaming bloody murder way up in the front of the building. So i am thinking holy shit...all these moms are looking around like what the hell is going on back there and they are looking at me and by this time I am really getting pissed off.....Melana knows that if she acts out usually someone will give in...(not me 3/4 of the time but her daddy will) so she is having a temper tantrum so i scoot on back there and get her calmed down enough that she is starting to participate (if that is what you want to call it) the crying stopped at least. So i get her to actually get up on the wood flooring and she is mocking the teacher and the other NICE WELL BEHAVED little girls (except for one other one who was taking after melana's lead) and i get her to where I am telling her I have to go out and get her ballet slippers because they are going to switch shoes soon. That was ok until I was gone for 2 long and she started the shinanigans all over again. So of course by this time I have had enough of her and she is going back in dance class and i didn't care if she was mad with me or not. She wanted to do this so she was doing it... NOPE! WRONG AGAIN! THe class was already so many minutes into it that they lock the door...You could not even imagine how pissed off and embarrassed I was.
Melana is know for her public tantrums and saying out loud in public how we need to stop "beating her" when no one is even touching her. She makes up all sorts of crazy crap and I am tired of it. Just tired of it... I CANNOT HANDLE HER!!! SHE IS OUT OF CONTROL. If she would have been first there would be no mason and that is a fact.

So anyway....this weekend I scrapped a few pages nothing spectacular. Not sure how I like the,...the one of me and oneil is growing on me and i am thinking i might like it but still not sure yet.

i know it is kinda dark but the flash was to bright so i put my hand over it and i am to lazy after the night i had to photoshop it

i am still not liking this one no matter how hard i try...oh well win some lose some.....

hope all is well on the earth and please please please everyone pray I don't commit myself in the mental hospital soon cause I am really thinking that will do me some good! ;)