Jen FitzGerald

I'm not a good mother. I'm not a completely bad mom, but I have issues. I hate conflict, so I have a tendency to not address the issues I should. More so with the girls than with the boy.

Now my oldest who, as many of you know is a recovering drug addict and did a stint in prison, is trying to relive her teenage years. But as most of know, you can't go back. DH has tried to deal with her, but that has only gone so far. And it was brought to my attention that my Brown Eyed Girl thinks I don't love her because I don't deal with her.

The real reason is because I don't know HOW to deal with her. She's 25 years old. You can't really ground her, so short of piling on the chores or booting her out, how do you dispense consequences for breaking the rules? My dilemma.

But I'm going to feel my way and deal with her and assure her that I love her but that certain behaviors are unacceptable and the ultimate consequence is, yes, being kicked out.

So wish me luck as I feel my way.

On a couple of side notes, I'm gearing up to finally get Fort Worth Fridays off the ground. I'll be having breakfast with a couple of friends this Sunday and after we eat, we'll be doing a bit of sight seeing. And revisions have begun and been going well on the new/old project. No re-writing of missing scenes as of yet, but there is plenty of text that I was unable to recover. I'll have my work cut out for me.

Speaking of work, my day is running behind, so I'd better get after it.

See you Friday.