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!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
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.
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