So, having been harassed repeatedly today (W, that's you I'm talking about) to post on my blog, I searched some memes and found this one, which spoke to me for some reason. I now present to you a list of my pet peeves, in no particular order, most of which can be guessed by those who spend any length of time with me. This will likely be added to on a regular basis, btw. (I have a lot of peeves)
1. Generalizations made about me because of my size/relationship status/age/frequent use of "colorful" language. I may be FAT, but I am active, and rarely spend time in a doctor's office or hospital for myself. I'm a single parent, not necessarily by choice, and I'm very responsible and loving, so bite me. I'm 40 and FABULOUS! I graduated second in my class, and continue to learn every day - my I.Q. shouldn't be questioned by someone who can't tell me the difference between "there" and "their" or "its" and "it's."(Or any number of these types of grammatical issues)
2. Anyone who cannot tell me the previous differences laughing at me making a mistake in my speech or writing. That is hypocritical, and redundant. (I will make more than enough fun of myself, thank you very much)
[BTW, for anyone's benefit really, there is a specific grammar issue that makes the writer or speaker appear less than intelligent, especially when it is an education department letter being sent out - the correct form is "people who" and "things that" because people are not things!!! 'k thanks]
3. ANYone who thinks they just "have" to be in the lead on the highway. Usually these are males with large over-compensation pickups who give the appearance of hating a woman in a car successfully passing them.
4. The fact that giant vehicles have to park surrounding smaller vehicles. Really? There was NO where else to park that giant thing? Or is it the fact that you have to show off the size? That says so much about you.
5. The fact that otherwise perfectly healthy humans cannot be bothered to put a cart in the cart corral. Really? That is just soooo far to walk your healthy (usually younger and thinner) body. *tear*
6. The vast majority of youth thinking that school does nothing for them, and therefore choose to not participate. And those that argue about the fact school is more than a waste of time. **grrrrrr** Please, walk a mile in my shoes, and I actually graduated high school and have 2 college degrees! If I struggle, imagine what the world will be like WITHOUT an education!
7. The frequent fact that there can be 2 or 3 lines of 10 people to check out in a large chain of well-known stores, yet there are no calls for additional checkers. Because customers have NOTHING else they have to do but wait for the person who does the next month's grocery shopping for themselves AND the neighbor, and the person who has to ask 20 questions on the 3 items they picked up.
8. Teenagers acting like the world owes them something because they are here. Hahahahaha, that is hilarious. I would love to know who told them this fallacy, because that person is a freakin' genius at marketing. The world is NOT fair, NOT going to give you whatever you want when you want it, and being pretty ISN'T going to get you far because beauty fades with more speed than brains (usually).
9. Someone bathing in perfume or cologne. Really? If you stink that bad, try bathing with soap and water! Works wonders for humans.
10. Stoplights that make no sense, time-wise. A busy highway and turning lanes with lights that allow 2 cars (3 if everyone is focused) to turn equal Road Rage. And to top off the timing issue, add in the turning lanes that allow for u-turns. That is just asking for an accident!
Okay, so that's what I have for this week. If anyone missed it, I posted my Non-Discrimination Policy on a separate page yesterday. Have a fantastic weekend!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
(A Lack of) Respect
I have been noticing a disturbing trend among the youth today. I have been witness to a number of incidents which make me wonder where and when parents decided it was alright for their children to be impolite to adults.
Today a student called a teacher a jerk, simply because he told the students they would not be turning in the homework they had done yesterday, and she had torn the sheet out of her notebook. Does that reaction seem over the top? Does it seem appropriate? I am sure when I was a teenager my mother would have knocked my head off my shoulders if I chose to speak to an adult that way. I also heard this same teacher be spoken to in a tone that was disrespectful by a different student, within ten minutes of the first student calling him the name.
This all took place after two teachers and I attempted to walk down the hallway prior to the first bell. I say attempted because students were sitting against their lockers, on both sides of the hallway, with their legs stretched out, causing difficulty for anyone attempting to walk two abreast down the hallway. The students made no move to pull their legs out of the way, apparently oblivious to the fact there are other human beings on the planet besides themselves. When asked to move their legs, only one student complied.
Is this a sign that I am old? Or is it really a sign regarding other people's pattern of rearing children?
I remember getting into an argument with a customer when I was a bartender. He told me I should respect my elders. Now, I was raised to do this, saying "Yes ma'am" or "No sir," and to call adults Mr. or Mrs. Last Name, until given permission to call said adult by a first name, etc. I was in my mid to late twenties, and already had a child of my own, when this argument with a customer was happening. I looked at him and said "They have to earn the respect first." It brought him up short, and made him think a bit. (Go ME!!)
Does that make me a hypocrite? No, I don't believe so. I believe that adults do have to earn further respect than an initial meeting will bring. What that means, because I am sure it is unclear, is that every person I encounter is given an immediate respect for simply being a fellow human being (and a bit extra if they are elderly, or at least older than me), UNTIL said person begins to interact with me in a manner which does not call for further respect on my part, usually when the person fails to show me respect in a like manner. In the less roundabout version, if a younger person feels an older person does not deserve respect, there should be a darn good reason, at least in my book.
I have raised my own children to respect their elders, to be polite and courteous to others. This has caused problems for them, as they are treated as welcome mats by others their own age. I want my children to be courteous and respectful, but I sure do not want them to be walked on either. Trying to balance teaching the respect and courteousness with "there's a time and a place to not back down from some jerk" is a difficult responsibility. Especially in light of my road rage and lack of patience withstupidity ignorance.
I am thankful that my children are respectful. Little Man has earned a tip for holding a door for a lady during a rainstorm, and Girl has been given a treat for her manners. They see there are tangible rewards, but to them, those are just extras. They act appropriately because they believe it is the right way to act. Why is this not standard anymore? Why is there no accountability for actions? [That's a whole new post and a giant can of worms there!]
Anyway, food for thought, and remember, try to make the world around you a bit more soft and fuzzy for others! Lotsa love gentle readers!
Today a student called a teacher a jerk, simply because he told the students they would not be turning in the homework they had done yesterday, and she had torn the sheet out of her notebook. Does that reaction seem over the top? Does it seem appropriate? I am sure when I was a teenager my mother would have knocked my head off my shoulders if I chose to speak to an adult that way. I also heard this same teacher be spoken to in a tone that was disrespectful by a different student, within ten minutes of the first student calling him the name.
This all took place after two teachers and I attempted to walk down the hallway prior to the first bell. I say attempted because students were sitting against their lockers, on both sides of the hallway, with their legs stretched out, causing difficulty for anyone attempting to walk two abreast down the hallway. The students made no move to pull their legs out of the way, apparently oblivious to the fact there are other human beings on the planet besides themselves. When asked to move their legs, only one student complied.
Is this a sign that I am old? Or is it really a sign regarding other people's pattern of rearing children?
I remember getting into an argument with a customer when I was a bartender. He told me I should respect my elders. Now, I was raised to do this, saying "Yes ma'am" or "No sir," and to call adults Mr. or Mrs. Last Name, until given permission to call said adult by a first name, etc. I was in my mid to late twenties, and already had a child of my own, when this argument with a customer was happening. I looked at him and said "They have to earn the respect first." It brought him up short, and made him think a bit. (Go ME!!)
Does that make me a hypocrite? No, I don't believe so. I believe that adults do have to earn further respect than an initial meeting will bring. What that means, because I am sure it is unclear, is that every person I encounter is given an immediate respect for simply being a fellow human being (and a bit extra if they are elderly, or at least older than me), UNTIL said person begins to interact with me in a manner which does not call for further respect on my part, usually when the person fails to show me respect in a like manner. In the less roundabout version, if a younger person feels an older person does not deserve respect, there should be a darn good reason, at least in my book.
I have raised my own children to respect their elders, to be polite and courteous to others. This has caused problems for them, as they are treated as welcome mats by others their own age. I want my children to be courteous and respectful, but I sure do not want them to be walked on either. Trying to balance teaching the respect and courteousness with "there's a time and a place to not back down from some jerk" is a difficult responsibility. Especially in light of my road rage and lack of patience with
I am thankful that my children are respectful. Little Man has earned a tip for holding a door for a lady during a rainstorm, and Girl has been given a treat for her manners. They see there are tangible rewards, but to them, those are just extras. They act appropriately because they believe it is the right way to act. Why is this not standard anymore? Why is there no accountability for actions? [That's a whole new post and a giant can of worms there!]
Anyway, food for thought, and remember, try to make the world around you a bit more soft and fuzzy for others! Lotsa love gentle readers!
Monday, March 26, 2012
Yeah, It's Me
This weekend was an interesting one. I spent most of it in pain, with a lopsided chipmunk motif going on. My allergies turned into a sinus infection, which in turn drained into my teeth. This hasn't happened since my son was a toddler. Needless to say, my left cheek was swollen enough so that it actually caused Girl to point and laugh at me. I also had to remove the bridge I wear, and ended up talking with a lisp, and making all kinds of interesting sounds when I spoke (no practice at being toothless for the last nearly 10 years).
I did locate some non-completed antibiotics of mine, which I started on Saturday. Today I went to the doctor to get more. She was very understanding. Apparently the allergies are on high this season with the dry (no snow in Wyoming in winter??????) weather we have had. I will be getting the prescription this afternoon. Yay!! The antibiotics are working, by the way. The swelling is down to a small lump on my cheek.
This brings me to a post on another blog I read, Courage 2 Create. Because of my past experiences as a toothless hag (trust me, it was while I tended bar), I am very self-conscious of my mouth. I STILL (ten years later) cover my mouth when I laugh. Today, walking into the building, I became self-conscious of my lumpy cheek. Then I read the post on Courage 2 Create.
His post, very simplified, was about a recent experience he had with discrimination. He had asked another blogger if he could guest post on her blog. She refused, because he is an openly gay man.
Wow.
Really?
In this day and age?
I am just so flabbergasted at her gall, although at least she was honest AND bothered to reply to him.
I understand everyone is entitled to their beliefs/feelings/perspectives on some things, but in all honesty, I have never understood discrimination of a whole group of people. I have had bad experiences with other races, and even with homosexual folks. I don't judge a whole group of people based on my experiences with one or two of their particular what-have-you. I realize that I am probably best taken with a grain of salt considering my best friend is a gay man (Love you Jim and Jesse!) who happens to be my children's god-parent.
I am also shocked that in today's much more informed society, that discrimination still happens with the younger/young-ish folks. I realize a lot of parroting of parents' opinions is happening, and I am sure that bad experiences tend to sour folks on groups of people. However, social media (including television) has been exploring anti-discrimination methods for a few years now. (total sarcasm on the last 4 words, btw.)
I have seen a number of commercials about using the phrase "that's so gay" and have used the method described in the commercials to point out to my students how inappropriate that phrase is. I also have taken the time to explain that inanimate objects are not capable of emotions, so cannot be happy or have a sexual orientation. (Go figure *shrug*) I also have seen the efforts of the NOH8 group on Facebook.
The point is, I realize that sometimes I come across as a gruff old biddy, but I'm really a soft fluffy teddy bear. Until you mess with my children, or my family, or my friends, or my beliefs/rights, or family and friends' beliefs/rights. So, as Ollin of Courage 2 Create suggests, I am letting you all know that I will be providing a non-discrimination statement for viewers of my blog. Should be ready to go in the next few days. Until then, go out and make the world a more soft and fuzzy place for others, okay? Much peace and love to you, my readers!
Friday, March 23, 2012
Call Me Grace
Today has been a day. I don't have a clue what it is, but for some reason, I have been in the foulest mood. I have tried to at least be someone those around me can tolerate, but before I left for lunch, I was an unpleasant person. Lunch made me feel so much better. However...."this too shall pass."
After lunch I decided the students would very likely not be asking for assistance with Geometry Questions (because I am surely the right person to ask for help with Geometry Stuff), so I picked up the answer key notebook that weighs 9 million pounds (I'm tough I tell ya) to return said item to the rightful owner. However, being the naturally talented and classy broad I am, the notebook slipped from my shoulder, attempting to take my throat with it. I now have a slash on my neck. Woohoo!
My mother told me to go to the nurse's office to clean it up, being that everyone and their dog has touched that answer key. One of the lovely ladies in the office took me and cleaned up this cut (that up until she started to clean it had not bled), and that's when I had a DROP of blood (if that) appear. No bandage for me, thank you very much! I am TOUGH!!
Really, the pain is at a dull ache and not worth mentioning (mostly). My mother came to the nurse's office to remind me "Only you, only you" and of course, she's right. If I am going to injure myself, I will surely do it in a big way.
And just a moment ago, I was exiting a classroom, and nearly got mowed down by a large freshman running for class. I covered - "GOD - bless America!" See, I can be a good girl.
After lunch I decided the students would very likely not be asking for assistance with Geometry Questions (because I am surely the right person to ask for help with Geometry Stuff), so I picked up the answer key notebook that weighs 9 million pounds (I'm tough I tell ya) to return said item to the rightful owner. However, being the naturally talented and classy broad I am, the notebook slipped from my shoulder, attempting to take my throat with it. I now have a slash on my neck. Woohoo!
My mother told me to go to the nurse's office to clean it up, being that everyone and their dog has touched that answer key. One of the lovely ladies in the office took me and cleaned up this cut (that up until she started to clean it had not bled), and that's when I had a DROP of blood (if that) appear. No bandage for me, thank you very much! I am TOUGH!!
Really, the pain is at a dull ache and not worth mentioning (mostly). My mother came to the nurse's office to remind me "Only you, only you" and of course, she's right. If I am going to injure myself, I will surely do it in a big way.
And just a moment ago, I was exiting a classroom, and nearly got mowed down by a large freshman running for class. I covered - "GOD - bless America!" See, I can be a good girl.
Finally Friday
This week has seemed to drag, although I have been busy every night this week. I am not sure why the days are going so slow. Perhaps it is dreading the things I am doing every night? No...I enjoy the majority of the "tasks" - writing group, nail appointment, even the wellness class...so, could it be the daily routine? I don't believe so. Although the schedule is the same, the fact is that every class period brings something different - different students, different questions, different assignments. Must be the fact I felt last week flew by.
Last week was a blur, but very vivid things stand out. My son biting his tongue twice in the same setting. Okay, yeah, I snickered, but I did sympathize because that does hurt. My daughter doing laundry. Someone writing a letter to me that was pretty sweet. The commercial that made me laugh until I cried. Whisky 18 at the Nail on Saturday night (I LOVE being DD!!) - way to rock out Jamie's band! The people watching I did that night was intense. I saw some interesting things (most of which I believe I can do without remembering).
I guess I just wonder if time is a subjective thing. Thoughts?
Last week was a blur, but very vivid things stand out. My son biting his tongue twice in the same setting. Okay, yeah, I snickered, but I did sympathize because that does hurt. My daughter doing laundry. Someone writing a letter to me that was pretty sweet. The commercial that made me laugh until I cried. Whisky 18 at the Nail on Saturday night (I LOVE being DD!!) - way to rock out Jamie's band! The people watching I did that night was intense. I saw some interesting things (most of which I believe I can do without remembering).
I guess I just wonder if time is a subjective thing. Thoughts?
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Okay...
I decided to loosen up, and leave this blog out there for whoever to find, not just the elite few I trust to read it, so if you were forced to get a Google account for me, I apologize and truly feel bad for that fact. But on a bright note, you can always use it as the spam container!!! The posts will continue to be sporadic, and I will try to primarily address the day to day joys that are my life. However, there will be rants, and memes, and crazy links, and just the general weirdness that is me.
I am sure that someone, some day, will leave a comment (that isn't spam or hateful), and that is the day I am looking forward to. I have enjoyed so many other blogs, and truly wish I could spend time building mine into the vision in my head. Thank you Redneck Mommy for inspiration and all that you have shared. Thank you, dear readers, for being out there, somewhere.
Now, to go out and build this thing into the vision I have in this twisted mind.
I am sure that someone, some day, will leave a comment (that isn't spam or hateful), and that is the day I am looking forward to. I have enjoyed so many other blogs, and truly wish I could spend time building mine into the vision in my head. Thank you Redneck Mommy for inspiration and all that you have shared. Thank you, dear readers, for being out there, somewhere.
Now, to go out and build this thing into the vision I have in this twisted mind.
Say 33 - blog meme
Kaye Dacus posted this a few weeks ago, and after arguing with my computer, I managed to get back to where I can post again. So, the following is a meme from a blog she follows, and she told her readers to use it on our own blogs if we choose to. Now for my answers...
Say 33---You in 33 Questions
1. Your main trait: passionate impatience with stupidity
2. The quality you like best in a man: currently, breathing is highest on the list, followed immediately by being ready, able, and willing to work (so he can keep me in the manner I would like to become accustomed to), then he must have a great sense of humor
3. The quality you like best in a woman: really, it's so close to my answer for #2, you might as well just read that again.
4. Your main flaw: See #1
5. Last time you cried: St. Patrick's Day - I laughed so hard at a commercial, I cried. Then later that night, I laughed so hard at something I saw, I cried.
6. Ideal job: English/writing professor
7. Scent of a place: prairie after a rain storm stirs up the sagebrush
8. Beloved movie: the one I return to repeatedly is probably a tie between The Princess Bride (I love both stories in it!) and Pirates of Penzance with Kevin Kline, Rex Smith, and Linda Ronstadt (I know, I'm a big dork, but I love it!!!)
9. Book on the nightstand: The first book in The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, the Unbeliever - Lord Foul's Bane. (thanks Sean - and Mom)
10. First and best kiss: first kiss - Jay R. in 6th grade - can still point out the exact spot it happened too. Best kiss - hmmmm, still waiting really
11. You couldn’t do without: My children
12. How you would like to die: peacefully in my sleep
13. Song you sing in the shower: I honestly don't sing in the shower. I'm too busy trying to stop my shoulder from hurting, or thinking about my schedule for the week, or planning what new and exciting ways I can torture my children and my mother
14. Your deadly sin: See #1
15. Your not-so-deadly sin: Addiction to seek and find games
16. Your motto: If it first you don't succeed, try brute force
17. Ideal first date: depends on how old I am when it happens, I guess
18. Favorite present: my daughter's first steps on her own, on Mother's Day
19. What you do on the train: I've never been on a train, so if I ever get to ride on a train, I imagine I would be gawking like the hick from the sticks that I am
20. Something you’d change in your body: um, DUH!! If you know me, you know the answer...although I'm working on it!
21. Your addiction: food
22. Now on your left: piles of papers with math problems on them, a folder with the sign in sheet for GearUp, a prospectus for Trent University in Nottingham, emails, and some other papers I'm not sure of
23. Now on your right: more papers with math problems on them, info about OdysseyWare, a bottle of water, and my daily schedule for work
24. Now in front of you: My computer, and a student writing vocab
25. Now behind you: Another computer, a can of Dr Pepper, and a calculator
26. 3 names for (of) your children: I have 2 already (Girl and Little Man) but I recall having a strong desire (when I was 12 or so) to name my son Justin Jory, and I have always loved the name Honoria for a girl.
27. 3 things in your purse: wallet, cell phone, keys, bag of meds, and an extra pen (call me an overachiever on this, but that is literally all that is in there now)
28. 3 places that fascinate you: Australia, New Zealand, and England (I'm sensing a theme here)
29. 3 people you’d like to meet: Stephen Hawking, my great grandparents, and many of my ancestors
30. 3 traits that annoy you in others: Dishonesty, closed-mindedness, and intolerance (these were Kaye's but they are mine also)
31. 3 values inherited from your parents: Strong work-ethic, open-mindedness, ability to think for myself
32. In your past life you were: A teacher probably
33. In your future life you’ll be: A professor, of grammar, yeah, that's it
2. The quality you like best in a man: currently, breathing is highest on the list, followed immediately by being ready, able, and willing to work (so he can keep me in the manner I would like to become accustomed to), then he must have a great sense of humor
3. The quality you like best in a woman: really, it's so close to my answer for #2, you might as well just read that again.
4. Your main flaw: See #1
5. Last time you cried: St. Patrick's Day - I laughed so hard at a commercial, I cried. Then later that night, I laughed so hard at something I saw, I cried.
6. Ideal job: English/writing professor
7. Scent of a place: prairie after a rain storm stirs up the sagebrush
8. Beloved movie: the one I return to repeatedly is probably a tie between The Princess Bride (I love both stories in it!) and Pirates of Penzance with Kevin Kline, Rex Smith, and Linda Ronstadt (I know, I'm a big dork, but I love it!!!)
9. Book on the nightstand: The first book in The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, the Unbeliever - Lord Foul's Bane. (thanks Sean - and Mom)
10. First and best kiss: first kiss - Jay R. in 6th grade - can still point out the exact spot it happened too. Best kiss - hmmmm, still waiting really
11. You couldn’t do without: My children
12. How you would like to die: peacefully in my sleep
13. Song you sing in the shower: I honestly don't sing in the shower. I'm too busy trying to stop my shoulder from hurting, or thinking about my schedule for the week, or planning what new and exciting ways I can torture my children and my mother
14. Your deadly sin: See #1
15. Your not-so-deadly sin: Addiction to seek and find games
16. Your motto: If it first you don't succeed, try brute force
17. Ideal first date: depends on how old I am when it happens, I guess
18. Favorite present: my daughter's first steps on her own, on Mother's Day
19. What you do on the train: I've never been on a train, so if I ever get to ride on a train, I imagine I would be gawking like the hick from the sticks that I am
20. Something you’d change in your body: um, DUH!! If you know me, you know the answer...although I'm working on it!
21. Your addiction: food
22. Now on your left: piles of papers with math problems on them, a folder with the sign in sheet for GearUp, a prospectus for Trent University in Nottingham, emails, and some other papers I'm not sure of
23. Now on your right: more papers with math problems on them, info about OdysseyWare, a bottle of water, and my daily schedule for work
24. Now in front of you: My computer, and a student writing vocab
25. Now behind you: Another computer, a can of Dr Pepper, and a calculator
26. 3 names for (of) your children: I have 2 already (Girl and Little Man) but I recall having a strong desire (when I was 12 or so) to name my son Justin Jory, and I have always loved the name Honoria for a girl.
27. 3 things in your purse: wallet, cell phone, keys, bag of meds, and an extra pen (call me an overachiever on this, but that is literally all that is in there now)
28. 3 places that fascinate you: Australia, New Zealand, and England (I'm sensing a theme here)
29. 3 people you’d like to meet: Stephen Hawking, my great grandparents, and many of my ancestors
30. 3 traits that annoy you in others: Dishonesty, closed-mindedness, and intolerance (these were Kaye's but they are mine also)
31. 3 values inherited from your parents: Strong work-ethic, open-mindedness, ability to think for myself
32. In your past life you were: A teacher probably
33. In your future life you’ll be: A professor, of grammar, yeah, that's it
Now, feel free to use this on your own blog, and leave comments if you would like! I'd appreciate a comment once in a while!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Today is a good day...
I have managed to add well over 4K words to a document regarding my latest WIP (Work In Progress), 999 of which are the opening scene. I feel like I have accomplished a fantastic thing. The other words are plot points I want to cover, some thoughts of the main character, and even some ideas for a cliffhanger ending.
I am looking forward to my Wellness the Wright Way class tonight. Pat says he has researched some information for us to help us create a fitness routine right for us. I am finding myself more relaxed and even peaceful at times. Eventually this too shall pass, right? I have children after all.
I am looking forward to my Wellness the Wright Way class tonight. Pat says he has researched some information for us to help us create a fitness routine right for us. I am finding myself more relaxed and even peaceful at times. Eventually this too shall pass, right? I have children after all.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Bad Days - I has 'em
Obviously. Everyone seems to have them. It's okay. Maybe I could take inspiration from those days that seem to drag forever, or I feel bitter towards every chirpy happy face I see. I could use these inspirations to work on the story I've been holding on the back burner too long, or start a new one. The new story could inspire me to work on that back burner story. OR I could get inspired to write an article for the local paper for a change. (I hear there's money in that too!)
Somedays it just doesn't pay to chew through the leather straps, but then again, I could take the time to turn those bad days into positive moments. Eventually my day did turn out better, and of course, this involved my great children.
Girl, who is a teenager, made me laugh so hard I nearly puked, really. She has such a great sense of humor, and her laugh is infectious. She just makes my day in little ways, and I have been realizing she needs to hear that more often. Girl learned new vocab in Spanish class and was so eager to study it (WTH???) that I had to take her back to the school to get her notebook.
Little Man, who is not even 10, has a brain the size of Jupiter, and the imagination to go with it. Sometimes I wonder where his ideas come from (left field, anyone?) He has to do a dress-up speech on a person of interest. His person is Jim Henson. Can you imagine how thrilled I was? I mean, Dude created Yoda! And his Dark Crystal and Labryrinth work! Wow. So, Little Man wrote his speech and practiced it, and then Mom nearly dropped the ball. I spaced out the costume part. Time to race to Masie's house (she is a grocery store, cafe, and costume supply store all in one). After I arrive, I realized I had crocheted a beard and mustache thing for a beanie. Duh Mom. His speech is today, and I am eager to hear how he thinks he did.
See, bad day turned great, and I was inspired to actually add to the blog. YAY!!
Somedays it just doesn't pay to chew through the leather straps, but then again, I could take the time to turn those bad days into positive moments. Eventually my day did turn out better, and of course, this involved my great children.
Girl, who is a teenager, made me laugh so hard I nearly puked, really. She has such a great sense of humor, and her laugh is infectious. She just makes my day in little ways, and I have been realizing she needs to hear that more often. Girl learned new vocab in Spanish class and was so eager to study it (WTH???) that I had to take her back to the school to get her notebook.
Little Man, who is not even 10, has a brain the size of Jupiter, and the imagination to go with it. Sometimes I wonder where his ideas come from (left field, anyone?) He has to do a dress-up speech on a person of interest. His person is Jim Henson. Can you imagine how thrilled I was? I mean, Dude created Yoda! And his Dark Crystal and Labryrinth work! Wow. So, Little Man wrote his speech and practiced it, and then Mom nearly dropped the ball. I spaced out the costume part. Time to race to Masie's house (she is a grocery store, cafe, and costume supply store all in one). After I arrive, I realized I had crocheted a beard and mustache thing for a beanie. Duh Mom. His speech is today, and I am eager to hear how he thinks he did.
See, bad day turned great, and I was inspired to actually add to the blog. YAY!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)