So far this year, I have really done well with at least one resolution- to work down the fabric stash. I've been making pillowcases for the Better Homes and Gardens Million Pillowcase Challenge. The pillowcases are donated to local charities with ours going to the Shriners Hospitals in houston and Galveston. So far, I've made 60 of them. That's 60 yards of fabric that are no longer in my house!!
I haven't been knitting too much this year since I've been sewing so much. But, I am starting a cardigan for next year when teen goes off to high school and I will be sitting in the football stands waiting for the half-time show. Teen is going to be in the marching band.
The princess is doing fine. We went shopping today and had fun. She is definately spoiled.
Other than that, life is just rolling along. February was drama-free and I am hoping it stays that way a little longer.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
The Plague, pt. 2
So, it turned out that by Friday, my cold had turned into pneumonia and I was hospitalized overnight. Massive doses of antibiotics and breathing treatments every 4 hours made for a very long night. Thankfully, I got to go home Saturday and hubby made me rest on bed all day Sunday while he took care of the kids.
But then Monday came... Talk about a disaster. Surly teen was supposed to help out by watching his sister so I could rest and recover. He didn't, so I had to get up and do all the mommy things. After getting DD settled and sending her back to the electronic babysitter, aka the TV, I was heading back to bed when the phone rang. It was my mom and she said, "I think (your brother) is dead." After asking all the usual questions- called hospital (no), the police (yes- but no accidents reported), the GF (yes, but got voicemail)- I asked for the GF's number and tried to call her. I left her a message asking her to please call us and let us know, then I proceeded to call the 2 hospitals in Waco. First one called confirmed my mom's fears. My borther had been hit by a car the previous evening and had died from massive head trauma. So, hubby comes home from work, we leave the kids with a neighbor and head to Waco to help out mom. We got home early Thursday afternoon.
Basically- brother was drunk and walking down the middle of a 7 lane busy street in Waco. He was in what they term the suicide lane- the center left turn lane without a median. A 21 yo girl was in that lane, and started to speed up and move over to her right. She, sadly, hit my brother. He was wearing dark clothes and the area was poorly lit. The poor girl didn't see him. ANd despite the fact that she accidentally killed my brother, I am not mad at her. I am mad at him for getting drunk and getting hit and causing this poor child a lifetime of guilt.
But then Monday came... Talk about a disaster. Surly teen was supposed to help out by watching his sister so I could rest and recover. He didn't, so I had to get up and do all the mommy things. After getting DD settled and sending her back to the electronic babysitter, aka the TV, I was heading back to bed when the phone rang. It was my mom and she said, "I think (your brother) is dead." After asking all the usual questions- called hospital (no), the police (yes- but no accidents reported), the GF (yes, but got voicemail)- I asked for the GF's number and tried to call her. I left her a message asking her to please call us and let us know, then I proceeded to call the 2 hospitals in Waco. First one called confirmed my mom's fears. My borther had been hit by a car the previous evening and had died from massive head trauma. So, hubby comes home from work, we leave the kids with a neighbor and head to Waco to help out mom. We got home early Thursday afternoon.
Basically- brother was drunk and walking down the middle of a 7 lane busy street in Waco. He was in what they term the suicide lane- the center left turn lane without a median. A 21 yo girl was in that lane, and started to speed up and move over to her right. She, sadly, hit my brother. He was wearing dark clothes and the area was poorly lit. The poor girl didn't see him. ANd despite the fact that she accidentally killed my brother, I am not mad at her. I am mad at him for getting drunk and getting hit and causing this poor child a lifetime of guilt.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The Plague
And, no it's not Swine Flu. I just feel like I have the plague. It's an every day cold, but it feels so much worse. My ears are stuffed, my nose is running like a faucet, and I think it backed up into my eyes because they are watery. I hate being sick. I'd rather go through labor without drugs than be sick.
Friday, January 1, 2010
I Survived December- Barely
And I managed not to have a rant this year! It must be the recession that kept everyone home or at least acting civilized. And, no, I did not brave any store on Black Friday.
So, to start the New Year off right, here are some things I am thankful for, and some things I hope to accomplish this year:
1. I am thankful that my whole family is healthy and has, so far, avoided any serious cold or flu. We did have Strep right before Christmas. Mine was the worst, and I needed a steroid shot to reduce the swelling in my throat. We all recovered and nobody was hospitalized.
2. My family is wonderful and loving and I appreciate my kids every time we go some place and there is some screaming kid ruining it for everybody else. They were never the screaming type, but I was also the mom who removed them if they couldn't behave, not just sit there oblivious to all the angry stares.
3. Despite everything I have said or thought in the past, I do have some truly awesome in-laws. MIL surprised me with not one, but two skeins of Quiviut from Alaska. At over $100 for a small skein, it was... it has left me speechless. She also found a wine glass that I had been looking for, too. It was one of those painted ones. I had been unsuccessfully searching for the Hannukah one and what do I get for Christmas from her? The Hannukah one!!
4. My mom seems to be healing, finally. She's had some trouble, but I think the New Year is already starting to look up for her. She will be 80 this year and is in surprisingly good health for someone her age.
5. Resolution- to try to work down both the fabric and yarn stashes before I but anything new. Or at least to check the stashes before I buy anything new!
6. Resolution- to try to loose some weight. Problem is, every time I loose it, it finds me again and brings along a few extra "friends" for laughs.
7. Resolution- to try to be a better mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend, etc.
Gonna try to take it easy on the resolutions as I don't want to set myself up for too much failure. So, there it is. Happy New Year to all one of my readers!
So, to start the New Year off right, here are some things I am thankful for, and some things I hope to accomplish this year:
1. I am thankful that my whole family is healthy and has, so far, avoided any serious cold or flu. We did have Strep right before Christmas. Mine was the worst, and I needed a steroid shot to reduce the swelling in my throat. We all recovered and nobody was hospitalized.
2. My family is wonderful and loving and I appreciate my kids every time we go some place and there is some screaming kid ruining it for everybody else. They were never the screaming type, but I was also the mom who removed them if they couldn't behave, not just sit there oblivious to all the angry stares.
3. Despite everything I have said or thought in the past, I do have some truly awesome in-laws. MIL surprised me with not one, but two skeins of Quiviut from Alaska. At over $100 for a small skein, it was... it has left me speechless. She also found a wine glass that I had been looking for, too. It was one of those painted ones. I had been unsuccessfully searching for the Hannukah one and what do I get for Christmas from her? The Hannukah one!!
4. My mom seems to be healing, finally. She's had some trouble, but I think the New Year is already starting to look up for her. She will be 80 this year and is in surprisingly good health for someone her age.
5. Resolution- to try to work down both the fabric and yarn stashes before I but anything new. Or at least to check the stashes before I buy anything new!
6. Resolution- to try to loose some weight. Problem is, every time I loose it, it finds me again and brings along a few extra "friends" for laughs.
7. Resolution- to try to be a better mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend, etc.
Gonna try to take it easy on the resolutions as I don't want to set myself up for too much failure. So, there it is. Happy New Year to all one of my readers!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving
So a big Happy Thanksgiving to all my readers- all one of you. If there are more, please leave a comment so I know you are out there!!
Anyway, today is the day we stuff ourselves with tons of food and then sit groaning on the couch arguing over who is going to fetch the remote from the coffee table so we can turn off the football and turn on something more interesting. Not big football fans around here. I did make an apple pie, and hubby picks up the pre-made turkey at 2, so, all is quiet.
As for tomorrow, you will find me cringing behind the couch and hoping no one gets killed this year in the mad Black Friday dash to supposedly save a few bucks. Remember folks, if they have 10 of the item and you are number 11, you might as well get something else!! ANd if you are wondering- my Hannukah shopping is complete, and all I have to do is wrap the gifts.
Anyway, today is the day we stuff ourselves with tons of food and then sit groaning on the couch arguing over who is going to fetch the remote from the coffee table so we can turn off the football and turn on something more interesting. Not big football fans around here. I did make an apple pie, and hubby picks up the pre-made turkey at 2, so, all is quiet.
As for tomorrow, you will find me cringing behind the couch and hoping no one gets killed this year in the mad Black Friday dash to supposedly save a few bucks. Remember folks, if they have 10 of the item and you are number 11, you might as well get something else!! ANd if you are wondering- my Hannukah shopping is complete, and all I have to do is wrap the gifts.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Giggle*Snort*
I am on Facebook and I really enjoy it. I have reconnected with some old classmates and am able to keep up with friends in other states. It's fun. They also have some great Fan Groups- Gecko Rouge, Cypress Station Grill, Neil Diamond and God Wants You to Know...
I was perusing the last site and looking at the photo people have submitted, elsewhere on-line, of things where they have seen images of different religious figures. One of them posted was supposed to represent Jesus, head slightly bent, hands palms-up, in that supplicant gesture. It was a pic of a dog's arse. Seriously. It gets worse- it totally looks like my dog's arse! I will spare you the pic, but still, who is taking pics of my dog's butt and posting them on the Internet as pics of the image of Jesus? For the record, our dog is Jewish, we've had him circumcised (read neutered)!!
I was perusing the last site and looking at the photo people have submitted, elsewhere on-line, of things where they have seen images of different religious figures. One of them posted was supposed to represent Jesus, head slightly bent, hands palms-up, in that supplicant gesture. It was a pic of a dog's arse. Seriously. It gets worse- it totally looks like my dog's arse! I will spare you the pic, but still, who is taking pics of my dog's butt and posting them on the Internet as pics of the image of Jesus? For the record, our dog is Jewish, we've had him circumcised (read neutered)!!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Fun Stuff and a Rant
Well, I think I am addicted. My baby girl is a Brownie and I am their fearless leader. I am enjoying it, and baby girl thinks I am doing a terrific job. And soon it will Girl Scout cookie time! Who doesn't love Thin Mints???
Working through my projects and getting things done. No new ones added- yet! ALthough, I did see this really nice needle case...
Now for the rant. It's a little one, I promise. Why do uncouth people leave dirty diapers in the middle of the parking lot? It is so tacky and so unsanitary. The car next to mine, a Mercedes, had run over it, too. I do have kids, who are , thankfully, fully potty trained. But, when they were in diapers, I always carried small trash bags to dispose of their diapers. And, I always threw out the diaper in the nearest trash can. Although, there was this one time when I had to change my son's nappy on a plane- in the seat, no less. After being yelled at by the super effeminate male flight attendant, who called all his fellow colleagues over when I wouldn't sit down immediately, I handed him the trash bag with the diaper in it. His colleagues, all women, had a great laugh.
Working through my projects and getting things done. No new ones added- yet! ALthough, I did see this really nice needle case...
Now for the rant. It's a little one, I promise. Why do uncouth people leave dirty diapers in the middle of the parking lot? It is so tacky and so unsanitary. The car next to mine, a Mercedes, had run over it, too. I do have kids, who are , thankfully, fully potty trained. But, when they were in diapers, I always carried small trash bags to dispose of their diapers. And, I always threw out the diaper in the nearest trash can. Although, there was this one time when I had to change my son's nappy on a plane- in the seat, no less. After being yelled at by the super effeminate male flight attendant, who called all his fellow colleagues over when I wouldn't sit down immediately, I handed him the trash bag with the diaper in it. His colleagues, all women, had a great laugh.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Countdown to the Holidays
It seems like my crafting-for-the-holidays list is getting longer. This happens every year. I find some great projects that I want to do and keep adding them to my list because the project would be great for __________. But, I have a plan, maybe.
I have made up project sheets for all the gifts I want to make. As each one is finished, cast off, etc., I check them off my list. I am also carrying a large tote with all my knitting projects in them. It goes everywhere with me- the bus stop, restaurants, doctor's offices (including the orthodontist) and anyplace else that I know I am going to have a long wait (Houston traffic). I need to make over 40 fishie washcloths and every time one is cast off, another is immediately cast on. Is it any wonder that I have the pattern memorized???
As for my sewing, when baby girl is in her sewing class, I have my sewing projects with me and work on them in a different classroom. I have cut out the pockets for the Brownie totes I want to make for my Brownie troop and I had enough fabric leftover to make tissue holders for all of them! I finished several crayon rolls and just need to sew the totes to go with those.
It may be coming together, but I may also be the one babysitting all the kids on Christmas Eve while the others go to Midnight Mass and finishing up my projects! Good thing I am Jewish and have no desire to go to church at midnight! Anybody know a good Chinese take-out in Springfield, Ill. that will be open on Christmas???
I have made up project sheets for all the gifts I want to make. As each one is finished, cast off, etc., I check them off my list. I am also carrying a large tote with all my knitting projects in them. It goes everywhere with me- the bus stop, restaurants, doctor's offices (including the orthodontist) and anyplace else that I know I am going to have a long wait (Houston traffic). I need to make over 40 fishie washcloths and every time one is cast off, another is immediately cast on. Is it any wonder that I have the pattern memorized???
As for my sewing, when baby girl is in her sewing class, I have my sewing projects with me and work on them in a different classroom. I have cut out the pockets for the Brownie totes I want to make for my Brownie troop and I had enough fabric leftover to make tissue holders for all of them! I finished several crayon rolls and just need to sew the totes to go with those.
It may be coming together, but I may also be the one babysitting all the kids on Christmas Eve while the others go to Midnight Mass and finishing up my projects! Good thing I am Jewish and have no desire to go to church at midnight! Anybody know a good Chinese take-out in Springfield, Ill. that will be open on Christmas???
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Once Again...
Evangelical Christians have gone too far. My baby girl- age 8- got a "treat" in her Halloween bag that was a blatant proselytizing tool. I think of it as more of a trick, though, to make children feel guilty. My daughter is a good girl and doesn't need to be told she is going to hell on a day that once meant fun and candy.
Yes, I do realize Halloween has pagan roots, but so does Christmas. And as for resurrection, many polytheistic religions that were practiced in the time of Jesus had a resurrection story. Osiris, an Egyptian god, is killed by a jealous brother and then brought back to life by his wife Isis- twice!! And while we are at it, the "Virgin birth?" Really? The Greeks and the Romans had their stories long before Mary, who grew up hearing them! Zeus became a bull, swan, a woman's husband, a golden rain shower and other things to lie with and even impregnate lovely young women!
Tell you what, if we decide to go pagan and have a bonfire in our backyard and sacrifice a bull, I promise not to invite you to the festivities. You, on the other hand, must refrain from handing out such overly religious propaganda!
Yes, I do realize Halloween has pagan roots, but so does Christmas. And as for resurrection, many polytheistic religions that were practiced in the time of Jesus had a resurrection story. Osiris, an Egyptian god, is killed by a jealous brother and then brought back to life by his wife Isis- twice!! And while we are at it, the "Virgin birth?" Really? The Greeks and the Romans had their stories long before Mary, who grew up hearing them! Zeus became a bull, swan, a woman's husband, a golden rain shower and other things to lie with and even impregnate lovely young women!
Tell you what, if we decide to go pagan and have a bonfire in our backyard and sacrifice a bull, I promise not to invite you to the festivities. You, on the other hand, must refrain from handing out such overly religious propaganda!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Ummm... Yeah
Between my husband doing something to my computer and the fact that I have been asked to be my daughter's Brownie Troop Leader, I have been busy. And to top it off, insomnia has hit in a big way. I was not meant to run on only 4 hours of sleep a night.
So, not much new at the ol' ranch. DD has been home sick one more time, but I think it allergy related and not the flu. My mom came for a visit and briefly upset teh balance in my universe. Hubby lost out on a bid and we are staying in Houston and not moving to some exotic locale, like Japan. Other than that, life is quiet.
Surly teen has started to settle down and do his work. He was on the honor roll the last 6 weeks grading period. I now have an honor roll sticker proudly displayed on my car! He even told me I'm a good mom because I "encourage." How many teens say that??
Baby girl continues her sewing lessons and is making a quilt using Hannukah fabric from my stash. I can't wait until it is done. I think it is going to be great.
Not much going on with me- trying to get the holiday crafts done, but failing miserably- too tired. I need sleep now- not when I am dead.
So, not much new at the ol' ranch. DD has been home sick one more time, but I think it allergy related and not the flu. My mom came for a visit and briefly upset teh balance in my universe. Hubby lost out on a bid and we are staying in Houston and not moving to some exotic locale, like Japan. Other than that, life is quiet.
Surly teen has started to settle down and do his work. He was on the honor roll the last 6 weeks grading period. I now have an honor roll sticker proudly displayed on my car! He even told me I'm a good mom because I "encourage." How many teens say that??
Baby girl continues her sewing lessons and is making a quilt using Hannukah fabric from my stash. I can't wait until it is done. I think it is going to be great.
Not much going on with me- trying to get the holiday crafts done, but failing miserably- too tired. I need sleep now- not when I am dead.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
And So It Begins...
DD came home from school with a temp of 101.1 F. Apparently the brat who is next to her in PE coughed and sneezed all over her and then boasted she is sick. Great going mom of brat, sending a sick kid to school!
Now for my rant, which I haven't done in a month or so- if your chold is sick, please keep them home so as not to make my kid sick. While I realize you have to work, you do have vaction adn sick days for this type of thing- quit being so selfish and use your d*mn sick days to take care of your kid. So you have to cut your vacation short, isn't your child's health more important?? And odn't give me that crap about I don't understand because I have the "luxury" of staying home. It's not about working mom vs. stay-at-home mom. It's about our children. You'd be just as angry at my child if I sent her to school sick and she coughed all over your child.
And PS, if your job is more important than you child, you shouldn't have had a child in the first place!
Now for my rant, which I haven't done in a month or so- if your chold is sick, please keep them home so as not to make my kid sick. While I realize you have to work, you do have vaction adn sick days for this type of thing- quit being so selfish and use your d*mn sick days to take care of your kid. So you have to cut your vacation short, isn't your child's health more important?? And odn't give me that crap about I don't understand because I have the "luxury" of staying home. It's not about working mom vs. stay-at-home mom. It's about our children. You'd be just as angry at my child if I sent her to school sick and she coughed all over your child.
And PS, if your job is more important than you child, you shouldn't have had a child in the first place!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Dishwasher Woes
I enjoy the Yarn Harlot's blog. I think she is funny and insightful. I had to laugh when she had dishwasher problems, but I'm not laughing now. I just spent $167 USD replacing a piston on my dishwasher. I also had them clean out the drain while they were at it. The above is what they cleaned out- minus the quarter, which is there for scale. The gingerbread button is from some long forgotten craft project. The flexible plastic ring is possibly from a baby something or other. My baby will be 8 years old next month. At least my dishwasher won't be a breeding ground for bacteria any more.
One by One...
The kids are slowly stealing my sanity. Grumperina- the 7 yo- woke up in her usual grumpy self and spent the morning complaining about everything. I tried to get the child to eat, but she refused everything. And she felt like her older brother was picking on her- he was, but not to the extent she let on.
Surly teen was not all that surly, he just enjoyed picking on his sister and seeing if she would cry. She did- twice. Not a record, but...
I have since banished the both of them outside into the outer rings of Hell (aka Houston in the summer). They are cleaning their trash out of my car. I'm not sure what I'll have them do next.
Two weeks until school starts... two weeks until school starts... two weeks until school starts... I wish it would start tomorrow!
Surly teen was not all that surly, he just enjoyed picking on his sister and seeing if she would cry. She did- twice. Not a record, but...
I have since banished the both of them outside into the outer rings of Hell (aka Houston in the summer). They are cleaning their trash out of my car. I'm not sure what I'll have them do next.
Two weeks until school starts... two weeks until school starts... two weeks until school starts... I wish it would start tomorrow!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Is it Aug. 24th Yet???
I am soooooo ready for the kids to go back to school. Surly teen ingested a few too many fiber gummies I bought for 7 yo sis and he now has a stomach-ache. Well, duh- I'd have one too if I ate that much fiber. She couldn't go, now he can't stop. When I told that "this, too, shall pass," I did get a laugh from him, though, so he's going to be fine.
Lil' sis is itching to go to the vets with me. She wants to be one when she grows up. I made her a vet costume for last year's "Career Day" at her school. They did it right before Halloween to offset the holiday. She dug out the costume, I lengthened the legs and ironed it and she is ready to go.
Which brings me to the other events of this morning. As I was reading teen the riot act for his fiber overdose, hubby comes out to tell me that he is working from home and I should be quiet. I gave him "the look" and explained to him that he was in my office during working hours and this is my job. He got a kick out of that and went back to his work. Really, he did, he thought it was funny. He thought it was even funnier when I was wrestling the cat into the carrier and the cat peed on me. I should get hazard pay for all that I do.
As for knitting.... it's too hot, she whined. I just can't bring myself to do anything. Not even a simple cotton dishcloth. I do have a new fiber addiction, though, wholly unlike my son's! I got into crazy quilting and took a class a couple of weekends ago. I am having fun, too, and enjoying the embroidery aspect of my new hobby. And, lil' sis is loving her sewing classes, too. Another craft addict in the house. Hubby is doomed!
Lil' sis is itching to go to the vets with me. She wants to be one when she grows up. I made her a vet costume for last year's "Career Day" at her school. They did it right before Halloween to offset the holiday. She dug out the costume, I lengthened the legs and ironed it and she is ready to go.
Which brings me to the other events of this morning. As I was reading teen the riot act for his fiber overdose, hubby comes out to tell me that he is working from home and I should be quiet. I gave him "the look" and explained to him that he was in my office during working hours and this is my job. He got a kick out of that and went back to his work. Really, he did, he thought it was funny. He thought it was even funnier when I was wrestling the cat into the carrier and the cat peed on me. I should get hazard pay for all that I do.
As for knitting.... it's too hot, she whined. I just can't bring myself to do anything. Not even a simple cotton dishcloth. I do have a new fiber addiction, though, wholly unlike my son's! I got into crazy quilting and took a class a couple of weekends ago. I am having fun, too, and enjoying the embroidery aspect of my new hobby. And, lil' sis is loving her sewing classes, too. Another craft addict in the house. Hubby is doomed!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Movies and Babies
So, hubby and I went to see HP6 last night- without our kids. Youngest would have been too scared and oldest would have spent most of the time in the bathroom pretending not to be scared. We passed by a row and I noticed 2 women there with very young children- under the age of 2. The previews start to roll and when the one of the new "Twilight" movie shows one of the characters turning into a werewolf (sorry folks, I didn't jump on the "Twilight" train), the younger kid starts screaming. I report it to the manager who asks the (very) young lady to take her screaming child out. After the movie is over, she is sitting there, holding the now sleeping child and giving me the evil eye.
1. If you can't afford a babysitter, or your family won't watch your child, then you can't afford a night out at the movies.
2. Take your kids to the movies earlier in the day so we adults can enjoy a kid free movie.
3. Use birth control so you don't get pregnant in your teen years and ruin your life and my movie.
4. My taxes paid for that baby's birth and all his pediatrician bills as you are not working and his daddy is absent! Get over yourself.
If I go to the movies with my kids, who are 7 and 14 now, we go to the earlier shows. When my youngest was an infant and before we knew anyone in our new neighborhood, I would take her to the movies. We tried to time it during her naps and I fed her as the previews were rolling. If she fussed, either my husband or I would take her out of the theater immediately. My first child was born was I was 28, and the last when I was 35, happily married and on firm financial legs.
1. If you can't afford a babysitter, or your family won't watch your child, then you can't afford a night out at the movies.
2. Take your kids to the movies earlier in the day so we adults can enjoy a kid free movie.
3. Use birth control so you don't get pregnant in your teen years and ruin your life and my movie.
4. My taxes paid for that baby's birth and all his pediatrician bills as you are not working and his daddy is absent! Get over yourself.
If I go to the movies with my kids, who are 7 and 14 now, we go to the earlier shows. When my youngest was an infant and before we knew anyone in our new neighborhood, I would take her to the movies. We tried to time it during her naps and I fed her as the previews were rolling. If she fussed, either my husband or I would take her out of the theater immediately. My first child was born was I was 28, and the last when I was 35, happily married and on firm financial legs.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Things to Do...
...while waiting in line to pick up your kid at summer school:
1. Try to keep his younger sister entertained. I taught her to knit and needlepoint. Does she bring her projects with her?? No. So, she climbs around the car acting like a monkey.
2. Listen to the hybrid engine not make emissions!
3. Get ahead on Christmas knitting- or at least, that was the plan!
4. Listen to the Disney Channel and try not to poke out eardrums with knitting needles.
5. Wonder if feeding kids peanut butter sandwiches for dinner, again, is child abuse. I do include carrots and either milk or juice.
6. Wonder what fabulous meal hubby is having with his colleagues at dinner.
I have not poked out my eardrums, yet. I did finish a simple garter stitch bib and started a knit burp cloth. I have not throttled monkey-girl. I have packed up a bag of her projects. We have run out of peanut butter and I really don't want to go to the store today, so it's spaghetti for dinner. Hubby's fab dinner turned out to be Whataburger.
1. Try to keep his younger sister entertained. I taught her to knit and needlepoint. Does she bring her projects with her?? No. So, she climbs around the car acting like a monkey.
2. Listen to the hybrid engine not make emissions!
3. Get ahead on Christmas knitting- or at least, that was the plan!
4. Listen to the Disney Channel and try not to poke out eardrums with knitting needles.
5. Wonder if feeding kids peanut butter sandwiches for dinner, again, is child abuse. I do include carrots and either milk or juice.
6. Wonder what fabulous meal hubby is having with his colleagues at dinner.
I have not poked out my eardrums, yet. I did finish a simple garter stitch bib and started a knit burp cloth. I have not throttled monkey-girl. I have packed up a bag of her projects. We have run out of peanut butter and I really don't want to go to the store today, so it's spaghetti for dinner. Hubby's fab dinner turned out to be Whataburger.
Friday, June 12, 2009
May was a disaster...
...and June is not looking too good, either. My son turned 14 in early May and those hormones kicked into overdrive. By the time he is done with puberty, his sister will be starting. I've got at least another 11 years of the hormonal roller coaster and I truly want to get off- NOW!!!!
Not only are his hormones out of control, so is his mouth. It got him suspended the last two days of school. Not foul language, just sexual remarks. I think the entire school heard me yelling at him in the AP's office. My voice does tend to carry. I am still angry and he is still grounded from all thngs fun- computer, Play Station, Wii. And as for TV- only what his sister wants to watch. She likes Hannah Montana and iCarly, so he's haitng me right now.
Then we find out that one of his teachers has been arrested. Apparently the guy may have been taking pics up the girls' skirts. There is the part of me that wants him hung out to dry- revoke his teacher's certification, send him to jail and all. Pedophiles are the bottom of the heap in jail, too, so he's going to have to really watch his back. But, this is middle school, and the kids are vicious. Girls' skirts are really short, too. As the mother of a little girl, though, I have to have empathy for the girls who were vicitimized. If it really did happen, then jail is appropriate. If not, then I feel sorry for him because his carreer is all but ruined and there will be no consequences for the girls.
Not only are his hormones out of control, so is his mouth. It got him suspended the last two days of school. Not foul language, just sexual remarks. I think the entire school heard me yelling at him in the AP's office. My voice does tend to carry. I am still angry and he is still grounded from all thngs fun- computer, Play Station, Wii. And as for TV- only what his sister wants to watch. She likes Hannah Montana and iCarly, so he's haitng me right now.
Then we find out that one of his teachers has been arrested. Apparently the guy may have been taking pics up the girls' skirts. There is the part of me that wants him hung out to dry- revoke his teacher's certification, send him to jail and all. Pedophiles are the bottom of the heap in jail, too, so he's going to have to really watch his back. But, this is middle school, and the kids are vicious. Girls' skirts are really short, too. As the mother of a little girl, though, I have to have empathy for the girls who were vicitimized. If it really did happen, then jail is appropriate. If not, then I feel sorry for him because his carreer is all but ruined and there will be no consequences for the girls.
Monday, March 23, 2009
How to Annoy Your Teen, pt. 1
My almost 14 yo son has outgrown his clothes and shoes in record time. I spent Spring Break buying new shoes and clothes for him. Since there are certain things I will not allow him to wear- suggestive clothing- I am stuck with the dubious honor of taking him clothes shopping.
So, we are in Waco, visiting my mom and we are at the mall. I decide to look at some clothes there at a store called "Buckle." The displays look nice, the clothes look fine... That's how they reel you in. I find a very nice t-shirt that he likes and I can tolerate. I look at the price. I look at the price, again. I about swallow my tongue and start sputtering. Put down your beverage before you read this next part. The price of this "nice" t-shirt was... $68.50. If you read sixty-eight dollars and fifty cents than you read it correctly. I asked the over eager sales girl if this was the right price and she cheerfully confirmed that it was. $68.50 for a flimsy t-shirt that will fall apart the second time I wash it?? No, no, no, no, no!! No, I will not buy a t-shirt for that price.
this is where the embarassment begins. As we are walking out of the store, I was still incredulous and remarking very loudly that I was not about to pay that price for that shirt. Surly teen was mortified and kept saying "mom, mooooommmm, all the kids have one." Suddenly my mother's voice is heard "and if all the kids jumped off a cliff would you do it, too?" The problem is that my mom was not shopping with us that day. Surly teen is glaring at me. A group of older teens has overheard us and are all laughing and we end up going to Kohl's and buying his clothes for a lot less. For the prcie of that one t-shirt, I am able to buy him 3 pairs of jeans.
He got over his embarrassment when he realized that we were in Waco and not Houston and noone knows him in Waco except his grandma and her friends.
So, we are in Waco, visiting my mom and we are at the mall. I decide to look at some clothes there at a store called "Buckle." The displays look nice, the clothes look fine... That's how they reel you in. I find a very nice t-shirt that he likes and I can tolerate. I look at the price. I look at the price, again. I about swallow my tongue and start sputtering. Put down your beverage before you read this next part. The price of this "nice" t-shirt was... $68.50. If you read sixty-eight dollars and fifty cents than you read it correctly. I asked the over eager sales girl if this was the right price and she cheerfully confirmed that it was. $68.50 for a flimsy t-shirt that will fall apart the second time I wash it?? No, no, no, no, no!! No, I will not buy a t-shirt for that price.
this is where the embarassment begins. As we are walking out of the store, I was still incredulous and remarking very loudly that I was not about to pay that price for that shirt. Surly teen was mortified and kept saying "mom, mooooommmm, all the kids have one." Suddenly my mother's voice is heard "and if all the kids jumped off a cliff would you do it, too?" The problem is that my mom was not shopping with us that day. Surly teen is glaring at me. A group of older teens has overheard us and are all laughing and we end up going to Kohl's and buying his clothes for a lot less. For the prcie of that one t-shirt, I am able to buy him 3 pairs of jeans.
He got over his embarrassment when he realized that we were in Waco and not Houston and noone knows him in Waco except his grandma and her friends.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Rome Is Burning...
So, yesterday I was out running some errands around town and meeting with a friend to help her with a knitting problem and I realized what a sorry state our country is in. The sense of entitlement begins very young.
Scene 1- I am at Michael's waiting for the Pier 1 to open and I am standing in line to make a purchase. Two customers in front of me is a late20/early 30ish woman and her pre-school daughter. The friendly cashier gives the child a free glow-in-the-dark bracelet (Halloween leftovers that can't get rid of??). Does this child say "Thank You?" Does the mom prompt the child to say "Thank You?" If you answered "No" to both questins, then you are correct. I was floored. I could not believe it. They walked out and said absolutely nothing to the nice lady behind the counter. WTF???
Scene 2- at the library. I met a friend at the library to help her with her knitting. There was a young (early 20's) woman at the computers with her toddler who was extremely fussy. She was totalyy ignoring this child who continued to fuss and carry on wanting attention. Another lady, once again late 20's/early 30's comes in with two preschool boys who are left unattended while she disappears into the stacks. These two little heathens begin to fight, wrestle, run-around, yell at each other and disturb all of the others who are tryong to be quiet. They are soon joined by a third boy whose mom is on the computer in Internet oblivion. I complain to the nice volunteer who tries to calm the children instead of finding the responsible adults and telling them to rein in their brats!!!
I have 2 kids- a 13 yo son, and a 7yo daughter. They can be a bit much at times and I have been known to call them the poster children for birth control, but I did teach them manneers and would have been mortified if my kiddos had acted like the ones mentioned above. If you don't say "Thank You," you must return the gift to the giver. You do not disrupt in a public place. If I was that desperate for a book, I would have either waited until mom's-day-out or my husband came home. I would not have taken such out-of-control brats to the library with me. Truthfully, my kids love books and woould have sat looking at them for ages, quietly. But, my kids are not perfect, either. Ages is about 15 minutes in reality, which is just enough time for me to find a book for me. They would also follow me into the stacks and sit at my feet looking at their books while I looked for mine.
So, Rome is burning, folks. Are you a fiddler or a fireman???
Scene 1- I am at Michael's waiting for the Pier 1 to open and I am standing in line to make a purchase. Two customers in front of me is a late20/early 30ish woman and her pre-school daughter. The friendly cashier gives the child a free glow-in-the-dark bracelet (Halloween leftovers that can't get rid of??). Does this child say "Thank You?" Does the mom prompt the child to say "Thank You?" If you answered "No" to both questins, then you are correct. I was floored. I could not believe it. They walked out and said absolutely nothing to the nice lady behind the counter. WTF???
Scene 2- at the library. I met a friend at the library to help her with her knitting. There was a young (early 20's) woman at the computers with her toddler who was extremely fussy. She was totalyy ignoring this child who continued to fuss and carry on wanting attention. Another lady, once again late 20's/early 30's comes in with two preschool boys who are left unattended while she disappears into the stacks. These two little heathens begin to fight, wrestle, run-around, yell at each other and disturb all of the others who are tryong to be quiet. They are soon joined by a third boy whose mom is on the computer in Internet oblivion. I complain to the nice volunteer who tries to calm the children instead of finding the responsible adults and telling them to rein in their brats!!!
I have 2 kids- a 13 yo son, and a 7yo daughter. They can be a bit much at times and I have been known to call them the poster children for birth control, but I did teach them manneers and would have been mortified if my kiddos had acted like the ones mentioned above. If you don't say "Thank You," you must return the gift to the giver. You do not disrupt in a public place. If I was that desperate for a book, I would have either waited until mom's-day-out or my husband came home. I would not have taken such out-of-control brats to the library with me. Truthfully, my kids love books and woould have sat looking at them for ages, quietly. But, my kids are not perfect, either. Ages is about 15 minutes in reality, which is just enough time for me to find a book for me. They would also follow me into the stacks and sit at my feet looking at their books while I looked for mine.
So, Rome is burning, folks. Are you a fiddler or a fireman???
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