My Life is a soap opera!
My youngest son just moved back into our house with his 11 year old son, of whom he has full time custody. This is my oldest grand child and he and I are very close. He is spoiled, oh Lord-a-jumping do I ever have him spoiled rotten, but he is also a good kid. He's troubled, though. My son and his mom were never married and he was born when they were both 17. The kid would have been lucky to survive if he'd been a dang puppy, you know? I love having them here, although hubby misses being able to run around the house naked. Not like I ever did that~ew~ or like he did it that much considering he works about 65 hours a week. (Or rather he is GONE TO WORK that long, actually working hours vary by the 30 pack), but I get his point. On those rare occasions when we do want to get our granparently-like freaky-deek on it will be more difficult to do with the house full of people, certainly.
The boy, our youngest son was named after the werewolf from Dark Shadows, Quentin Collins. Well we left off the Collins. LOL. I'm telling you this because it is only fair. There is a recurring theme to my daily life and the soaps have much to do with it. Poor older son, Patrick James got stuck with the family names and has no cool soap tie-in. Adored middle son got the literary tie in, he was named after Katherine E. Woodiwiss's character Brandon Birmingham in The Flame & The Flower, the same as his brother-in-law born the same year.
I digress, Quentin dropped out of school at 17 and went on a baby making spree. 3 women, 5 kids in Patrick Drake's 11 years. Yes, Patrick Drake is his real name GH fans and we chose it first, before they did! P.Drake-ity is the only one that lives with him/us at this point. His second son is an adorable 10 year old named Karson Hart whose biggest dramatic effect in our lives up to the age of 7 was that we didn't know he existed. Surprise. Daughter-in-law opens a letter in the mail one day and its a DNA request. He is most definitely OURS. We are getting to know him. I'd love to just scoop him up and smother him with the grandma love, but he is mildly Autistic so we are going at a rate that doesn't upset him.
The other 3 kids, with his soon-to-be ex wife are Brandon Tristan (Named after Tristan Rogers, Robert Scorpio on General Hospital) Myranda Lynn & Jenna Marie. I got to name Jenna. That's the name I would have named her dad if he'd been female. Soon-to-be Ex hid those three from us for 7 months when she decided to walk out on him. We have been getting to see them every other week for the last six weeks. She holds them for ransom, of course, but if he pays up when he is told to do so, then his children get to see him. Yeah, the courts are going to LOVE her and that is a date which is coming up real soon. I can't WAIT!
So, Q got his GED this year, thanks to his Uncle Billy who put a boot up his ass and wasn't taking no for an answer. It taught Q so much. He moved home last week and hit the ground RUNNING looking for work. AND he found it within a week. Its fast food, which isn't going to get Q and his kid out in a place of their own, but it is a start. He's at another interview for a better paying job right now. If he keeps up this dedication to purpose I know they will be great.
Why am I telling you this? Its a fucking blog, people. They are all about inane shit. Oh, yeah, WE GOT DRAMA. Between the parental kidnapping soon to be ex, the first baby momma (who will take HOURS to explain to you all) and the newest baby momma, who I think I'm going to like very much, the kids and their unique personalities (Myranda is a tiny diva, Jenna reminds me of Drew Barrymore at 5, Brandon T is a sports phenom (I shit you not), Karson is so much fun getting to know us and P.drake's pre-teen angst) well, lets just say we got it going on up in here. Drama Central.
I need a beer. Who's with me?
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