Showing posts from August 22, 2010

I Am A Complainer!

I admit it.  I am a complainer.  A moaner.  A griper.  I go and on.  Sometimes relentlessly! Sometimes it's because I have PMS and if that is the case, then all bets are off.  I can complain as much as I feel like!  And if you don't like it, too bad.  And hand over that chocolate!

Today, I have something worth griping about.  It's not about my kids.  Though I have been known to.  It's not about my husband.  He gets a reprieve since he had shoulder surgery on Wednesday.  No, today I am complaining about two things....

Number one:  HEAT.  I don't care who you are.  If you are hot and miserable, there is nothing in the world to fix it.  You're hot.  Plain and simple.  You crave a room fit to hang meat.  A giant pool with a temp of about 80.  Ahhhh.  You even start thinking of snow, but decide it's a bad idea when you realize how bundled up you would need to be. 

Number Two:  This one ties directly to the first.  MY FREAKING AIR CONDITIONER BROKE!!  In 100 + he…

The Blue Meanies

Do you know who The Blue Meanies are?   Or are you thinking I have finally gone off the deep end?  For those of you who know who The Blue Meanies are, I made some "special" brownies for you to feast upon.  But don't eat them all.  I mean the youngsters need to experience The Blue Meanies the right way!

The Blue Meanies is an army of sorts of Blue...Blue....well they are blue and they are mean.  They are out to destroy Pepperland! They turn it into an oppressed land with no music.  No peace and no joy.  When the Beatles come back they find their instruments and peace, harmony and MUSIC is restored in Pepperland.  It's a far out crazy trip.  I remember watching it at least once or twice when it was the movie of the weekend.  I am too young to have experienced it.  But I am old enough to know what it is!  So here is a little taste of those Blue Meanies to go with those special brownies.

DISCLAIMER:  I have never made or eaten funny brownies.

A Rebel With A Cause

The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.  It's true.  And if you don't believe me, then sit back and read this guest post from none other than my mother!  Remember when I said I knew someone who led a protest?  Well, here she her own words. 

Typical American Teens (taken from my mother's year book)
                            WHEN IT IS TIME FOR A CHANGE
We were not our parents.  It was time for a change.  That is when my friends and I decided it was time for a revolt.  We did not want to wear dresses to school.  We wanted to wear pants and tops.  Not skirts and blouses.  So we put together a plan.  We would have as many of the junior class as possible come to school dressed different.  The girls in pants and T-shirts or what would become sweat shirts.  The guys jeans and sweats or T’s.

I am not sure how we managed this.  There were no cell phones, computers or any electronic way to pass the word.  I guess land phones may have been used.  It would have been …
When does my baby decide to poop? When I am putting him in his carseat to go pick up his brother and sister of course! Can someone tell my daughter that when the lights go out it means stop making noise and I would love to see your sweet face in 8 hours, not 8 mins. You're only young once. After that, you need some other excuse for acting like an idiot.
Today that screaming kid at the store was mine.  My apologies.I just hiccuped, and oddly enough, it sounded like an angry gorilla.Yay for late mornings...just wish I'd been doing something more fun than sitting on the side of the interstate with a flat tire.Only 1/2 a day off this week. Coulda cleaned house, but WAY more fun to play Barbies with my girl!ewwww I just had a toe squishing experience with the biggest toad!

How Much is Too Much?

School has been in session for exactly 8 days.  Three glorious days were homework free.  Five if you count the weekend.  Then last Monday, homework began.  I hated homework when I was in school, and I can honestly say I hate it even more now. The battles, the tears, the sweat, the lack of remembering.  And that is just me!

The rule of thumb is supposed to be:  ten minutes of homework for each grade level.  1st grade students should have ten minutes of homework while the 8th grade student should have 80 minutes.  Well sometimes, one assignment can take the better portion of that time, and you are left with little or no "time" for the remainder of the homework.

Another problem I have had is:  "That's not how (teacher's name) tells us to do it?  Seriously?  Does it really matter how the problem is solved if the outcome is the same?  And additionally, I am lost with most of the math once you start going beyond the basics.  An essay and research I can do.  Math...w…