December 12, 2007~~7:11 p.m.
Elle... at it again?

I hate parenting. Seriously, having kids just may have been the stupidest decision of my life. It figures though because twenty-two year olds aren't really all that well known for their keen rationalization skills.

I don't know what to do with Elle. She really is a good kid, but a couple of months ago she made the very poor decision to send hundreds of text messages during the school day and got caught. The husband and I disagreed about the punishment and she ended up losing her phone for eight days until the billing cycle ended. (Eight flippin' days for being HUNDREDS of messages over her limit AND messaging when she should have been learning. Ugh. It still makes me mad.)

The whole thing was a giant ordeal that she didn't confess to immediately, even when presented with the evidence. Clearly, she thinks we are total idiots and treats us as such. The husband, however, is completely snowed and it makes me crazy.

Anyway, flash forward to today... our current bill became available for online viewing. And... you see this coming, right? 2800 text messages (that's 1300 over her plan), many of which are during the school day.

She SWEARS she hasn't been texting during school.

The Cingular people (who, mind you, I do not have 100% faith in either) SWEAR that the timestamps are, for the most part, accurate within a few minutes.

Elle would like to provide, as evidence, written statements from her friends. Uh... yea, 'cuz your friends would NEVER lie for you. Duh.

Maybe she isn't doing it, but the evidence is overwhelmingly against her. I hate that I'm in a position where I don't trust my kid... but she's lied before and I'd probably do the same in her situation. I mean, what more does she have to lose?

And it doesn't help that all of this crap is being flung in my direction when I have a TON of work to do to prepare for her already-scheduled sweet sixteen party this Saturday. And then I still have all of the Christmas shopping to do. I don't feel like doing anything for her.

I'm just sick of all of it. And the husband is no help at all, which just pisses me off even more.

Bleh.
Alice