Friday, March 11, 2011

March 11, 19.......

Today is not just any other day.  It's Friday.  But it's not just any old Friday either.  This Friday is a special day.  What makes this Friday so special?  Well, someone special to me was born this very day. 

He's a man of many moods.
He can be grumpy.
 He can be silly
He loves to make his children laugh
And he is willing to play
He gave me three precious gifts
Happy Birthday, Rich!!!

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Very....

Jenny Matlock

It is Thursday and I am playing along with Jenny Matlock and her Alphabae-Thursday meme.  It's lots of fun, and she reads all the posts.  This week's letter is V. And I thought of the word "very."  How often do we use that word?  Has it lost its meaning?  Allow me to demonstrate.  

Yesterday was a very busy day for me.  I had a chaotic morning, but my morning did not suck. I got a hair cut.  My hairdresser found a white hair.  It was curly.  How weird is that?  It is very weird.  I had an appointment with the school in the afternoon.  An IEP meeting.  We are changing some services for Emily and we are very hopeful she will benefit from these changes.  

But I do not want to bore you with the very tedious details of my day.  Instead, I would like to share some pictures that I am very proud of!

We went to Tom's Farm on Saturday.  The kids rode rides, we shot things at the "shooting" range and saw a magic show.

He was very excited to drive this tractor.  Yes he really drove it.  Of course they go very slow.  He got the hang of it right away.
We even asked him if he wanted to drive us home.  He's a very smart boy.  He said no, because he didn't have a license.
We did some very serious shooting
See what I mean serious.
Emily did a very good job
Kristin seemed very comfortable.  Very.  
 Ryan got some very helpful expert coaching
And soon he was on his own.  

All in all it was a whole lot of fun.  We were pooped.  Very.  So is the word very overused?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

My Morning Officially Doesn't Suck


Do you ever have one of THOSE mornings?  You know the kind?  The kind where everything goes wrong-and-you-can't-find-your-keys-because-you-were-sitting-on-them.  Yes, it was that kind of morning.

First of all, I am sick.  It can leave now.  The way I am trying to cough up a lung you would think I could get rid of it.  I woke up late because I am a light weight I took cold medicine that "may cause drowsiness" last night.  In the world of me, that means I will be in a fog for about 24 hours.  And I only took half the dose.  Yeah.  I only take that stuff out of desperation.  So I am tired and sick...wait.... that would be sick and tired and trying to get the kids going. The boy is testing me more than he ever has.  I hope he realizes how much restraint I exercised.  Especially when he stuck his fingers in his ears and sang out, "LALALALALALA." I get lots of brownie points!!!

Teen angst is very real, and is not to be taken lightly.  Especially when said teen feels as though she has been verbally attacked.  Her social studies class is learning about the Mormons.  Pssst....we are members.  Okay now that we have out in the open.  Some of her classmates made derogatory remarks about our church.  She took it very personally.  And rightfully so at 13.  I sent an email to the teacher this morning and let him know what had happened.  I was brief--shocker--and nice.  He is going to address it today and not mention names.  This email set me back as did my son's antics of not getting dressed.  Then we couldn't find his shoes, then I couldn't find my keys.  It's time to go...tick tock tick tock!  The blood is getting hot and my usually mild mannered self *snort yeah right* is quickly be taking over by my mama bear self.

I was very pleased to get the kids off to school.  After I dropped off the boy and Little Middle, I told the teen I deserved a high five for surviving an otherwise sucky morning.  She high-fived me and it was a weak one...not because she didn't feel like doing it, it simply failed.  I didn't care.  I was happy to be done.  I could breathe again.  We were on our way to the middle school and that is when we saw it....a car accident.  Right in front of our eyes.  We both screamed.  It happened in slow motion, and yet it was instantaneous.  Why is that?  One car was going straight, the other was turning left.  The left turner turned into the on coming car.  I pulled over because I saw it.  A lady across the street was on the phone calling the police.  She saw it too.  I was impressed at how fast he got there.  It turns out, he had just left the site.  He was very nice, and I honestly think he didn't really need our statements.  He knew by looking at the cars what happened.

After seeing that accident, I decided my morning no longer sucked.  It was chaotic and stressful yes, but it didn't suck.

How was your morning?

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The Status Quote

CAGirl 
R bought Reduced Fat Oreos. Reduced Fat. Oreos. Really? What's the point? There are certain food items that just need to be bad.  Oreos is right near the top of the list.
If men are so competent, how come you always see signs reading DANGER - MEN WORKING? :) Oh the possibilities here are endless.
If I was to need an alibi, whose got my back?  I will also help you hide the body.
One of my coworkers talks to me in a dog voice.  Ummmm..it does not make me wag, sit up, or bark.  It's annoying, and why is she doing it!?  STOP! Maybe she/he has a Scooby-Doo complex.
I hope the next Middle East dictator to step down is Yo Gabba Gabba.  That would be awesome, because then the whole world would plot his demise.
I couldn't make this up if I tried. This morning on the way to work there was a herse in the HOV lane (2 or more occupants). There was only the driver and a casket in the back. Was he using the lane legally? Are there stipulations that the passenger must be breathing?  Maybe he just drives around with a hearse. 
My favorite thing today was a teenage kid saying to his friends "Let's just cross now if we get hit we get hit." then walking into oncoming traffic. Bahahaha So good to know kids today have such care free attitude.
My daughter moments ago: "When you die, can I have all of your stuff?" BHAHAHAHAHA.  Oh this one is probably my favorite.
Mini-vans are often referred to as "the sweatpants of the automotive
world. They're comfortable, roomy and practical, but you don't really want
to be seen them." (stolen from "fans of being a mom FB page) I don't care if it is stolen...it's spot on! 
Omg I tried to fix the toilet ( yes me!!) my kids put toooooo much toilet paper... I tried to fixed it and I made the biggest mistake... I flush it... I run out as fast as I could.... It was overwhelming...thank God for newspaper. I like running, but not chase by toilet #%%# Okay I think toilets are plotting some sort of hostile take over because mine did the exact same thing, except I was not prepared for it to happen.  It was a sneak attack!
What are your friends saying? 

Monday, March 7, 2011

I Hear the Wings Are Great!

Have you ever visited People of Walmart?  Kind of makes you feel good about yourself doesn't it?  I actually saw a person of Walmart the last time I was there.  It would have made a great entry.  It was a dude wearing old faded blue jeans with red, white and blue star patches all over them.  Maybe he was in a show?  Still would have made a great entry.  Sometimes, parents get their kids in the act.  They dress their kids a certain way because they think it is funny and cute.  I think certain items of clothing should not be made for the under 18 set. 

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Who exactly do you have a problem with?  The parents for purchasing a Hooters shirt for their child?  Call me prudish, but I don't want my son running around with a HOOTERS shirt on...ever.  What message does this send?  Do you blame Hooters for selling the item?  I choose both.  I don't think it's funny or cute to see a little boy in a Hooters shirt.

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