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Not Me Friday and Some Pet Peeves

I really don't know where the "not me" list started.  I just know I wanted to play.  So if you are reading this, please raise your hand.

I did not take a nap on the couch while the boy watched a movie.

I did not finish off the fudge.

I did not procrastinate at all yesterday.

I did not yell at anybody.

I did not stay up late.


Pet Peeves

People who speed up when they see you are signaling to get over in THEIR lane.

People who inch forward at the stop light, and then when the light turns green they just sit there.

Mean girls.

People who insist on cranking the base of their stereo and sharing their music with the world.

The fact that most drivers do not know how to do a four way stop.

People who freak because it is raining.
And just because I can't stop there...a letter or two.

Dear Old Lady,

Was I in your way?  Were my kids?  I am asking because you pa…

Writer's Workshop

It's Writer's Workshop Thursday!!  If you are not familiar with this, there is a lovely button at the bottom of this post for you to follow!  This is one of those weeks where I can't just pick one!!  I am writing from 1, 2, & 3.

I have many complaints that I can lament about.  But I think I will take this opportunity to gripe about something I mentioned earlier this week.  Homework.  First of all, as my dear friend says, "Homework promotes child abuse!"  And I have to agree.  Now there is no need to call CPS on either of us.  We haven't actually reached that point.  And since her daughter is a junior in high school she is mostly free of the homework torture chamber.

From kindergarten kids are saddled with loads of homework.  Do you remember kindergarten?  Do you remember what your homework was?  Of course not!  Because you didn't have ANY!  Do you remember your homework in first grade?  It was probably spelling one night and math the next.  Reading.  …

Kind Words

Kind words are sadly hard to come by.  Harsh and hurtful words seem to be the commonplace these days.  So isn't it nice when we are showered with lovely kind words from our peers?

Today when I picked up Kristin from school, I met her in the classroom where she is the Teacher's Aide.  A choice she made on her own, and a choice I think has been quite good for her.  Her teacher thinks very highly of her.  In her classroom is a large piece of paper with Kristin's name at the top.  Below are things the class all said about Kristin.

I love the "talks a lot."  I am not sure if this a good thing or not.  But what I saw I noticed, are the things she worries about most:  many friends, smart, cute dresser.  And what she should take most notice to are these:  Cheerful, respects others, smart, nice and kind.  Those words are the ones we should carry with us.

It is hard to accept compliments.  Why?  Because we don't deserve it?  Because we are somehow conceited when we say,…

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It is the most wonderful time of the year...again! After three weeks(yes THREE) they are going back to school. And they will go four days and then have a 3 day weekend. Man these kids get the mother load of time off. But then, their summers are cut way short. I digress.

I am the kind of parent who celebrates school! Ah school, beautiful glorious school. I do not boo hoo about my kids being gone. I don't throw a wild party in their absence either. I think I am in the happy middle some where. I do miss their silly games, the laughs, and being able to be a bit immature for a few glorious moments. But at the same time, I am thrilled to not have to referee arguments for a few hours. I am happy to not have to watch another episode of Full House, Hannah Montanna, or Phineas Ferb...well I actually kind like Phineas and Ferb. Call it a secret indulgence. I am also happy that I do not have to remember who got the last turn on the Wii, the big computer, or "daddy's sp…

Why Do I Torture Myself?

Every night when I finally put head to pillow it after midnight.  Since Christmas vacation--yes I say CHRISTMAS vacation and not WINTER break--I have really become lax about getting to bed even by midnight.  I don't need to worry.  No need to get up early.  I have had the luxury of sleeping til 8 and even 9 on some occasions.

Despite being able to sleep in a bit, I am still so tired the next day that I am dragging my feet.  And then I do the same thing all over again!  So why do I torture myself? Well I know the answer to this!  It's because from the time I wake up until all my kids are in bed, I am on duty.  Why would I want to waste a few precious hours of solitude on SLEEP!  Yeah, it's true:  early to bed, early to rise.... but I am talking sanity here.  It's that time when I can watch grown up TV.  When I can play absolutely non-stop on the computer without any interruption...unless of course my bladder has something to say about it.

So every night I indulge in my …