Yesterday ss got his yearbook at school. Ss of course was one of the only kids if not the only one that had to get two yearbooks because Bm had to have one too. I feel bad for ss always having to be different from all of the other kids. I know that there are a lot of kids who come from divorced homes but no one else had two yearbooks.

The only solution that I can think of is for us to not order one. Then I thought to myself, "but ss lives here. This is his permanent residence so why shouldn't he get to keep a yearbook here?"

I previously wrote about ss getting interviewed for a local newspaper today. Well, after the reporter was finished asking him some questions she wanted to talk to me. She asked me my name and Dh's name and if we all had the same last name. I said yes but......

I told her that I was the stepmom just so she didn't assume I was the mom. I could just picture having ss's picture in the paper and underneath the caption would read son of and then my name and Dh's name. Then I pictured Bm reading that and, well, you know the rest.

Well, Dh and Ss are away at Boy Scout camp. They left yesterday and I have the whole week to myself. Unfortunately, Bm had to make a scene in front of Ss's best friend before they left.

I went in ss's room to put his clean laundry away and to get his bedding to wash and I happened to glance over at some storage tubs that he has. They have his old action figures and stuff in them.

I am planning on having a garage sale this summer and I thought I would see if there was anything that he didn't want. So, I opened the lid of one of the tubs and the first thing I saw was a cell phone! It wasn't mine, it wasn't Dh's and ss doesn't have one(that we know of). I tried to turn it on but it either didn't work or the battery was dead.