Into My Mind

I said this to my sister this morning. See, I'm such a dork.

Good morning Mary Sunshine
It's time to go to work
Just kick him in the behind
and call the man a jerk

It won't be very long now
The day will surely end
Midday shall give a bow
and evening will come to bend

I hope that it's a good one
and not a tear is shed
for even if it's boring
It will always end in bed.

I'm a troop leader. WTF? First of all, I've never been in the girl scouts. Second, it's not like I don't have three kids, a full time job, and a husband that may go off to the next natural disaster at any time. Third, it's me.

Moira is now enrolled in dance on Mondays (1/2 tap, 1/2 ballet) and Daisies. Although I am lucky enough to have a troop where the parents are willing to play it by ear and we've only scheduled one meeting per month. We decided that one meeting per month is probably enough at this level and then we're going to try to plan a monthly or bi-monthly activity. Maybe a trip to the zoo, a nature walk through the park, or the pumpkin patch, etc.

I will say though that since I have agreed to take on the role of leader, I am embracing it. I have already priced out the uniforms and have started brain storming ideas for trips or crafts. We'll just have to see how it goes.

The anticipation was at an all time high - all month. Moira is now officially 6. My baby girl isn't so much of a baby anymore. She more of an emotionally crazed short 16 year old. Yes, I just can't wait till her high school years. I'm not sure if I'll survive, but I won't go down without a fight.

Her class party was nice. I've come to swear off joint parties with classmates ever again, but that's just for my own sanity and something to do with gift bags. It's a long story, but in the end I end up on the verge of tears feeling as though I've been set-up in some joke and totally pissed at another mom. Hence, the kids had fun which made it nice, but I will never do that again.

The gifts were great, from both family and friends, but I may be raising a "concern." Her dad, brothers, and I, got her two pairs of pants, a shirt, a sweater, and a dollar on her last gift. She throws the clothes aside just to kiss the dollar. At what age are kids now learning that our world relies on money? She wasn't serious and I know my kids have an idea that there are more important things in life, but dude she kissed a dirty bill. What kind of boys will she be willing to kiss? This is what must be answered.

Life sucks right now. Or at least that's the perception I'm carrying around in my defunked little mind. This better get better pretty damn fast too because I have to escort three children to a dual birthday celebration tomorrow at "Pump it Up" with 25+ children in attendance.
But currently Life Sucks!

So after the eventful night of Monday, I had an interesting conversation with my 5 year old neighbor girl yesterday morning. We head outside to see the kids off to the bus and leave for work. The following occurs...

Girl: "Our car broke."

Me: "Your car broke?"

Girl: "Yeah, our car broke. So, my mom said that we have to share yours."

Me: "Your mom said you had to share ours? But, she borrowed your dad's van."

Girl: "Yeah, but she doesn't like his car. So, we're just going to have to share yours."

Me: "Well honey, we can't share ours right now because we have to go to work. We only have one car and we're leaving."

Girl: "I know, but later mom said we'll have to share with you."

Me: "I don't think she said that. Head on home or you'll be late for school."

Girl: "Well, she doesn't like his car and she wants to share."

Me: "I have to go to work. Smile pretty for school pictures today, okay?"

Girl: "Okay, bye."

Interesting, huh? I know she's fibbing because any time she uses the phrase "my mom said" it's a fib, but I still got a good chuckle out of it. I'm not sure what all took place. I talked to the mom yesterday afternoon, but she didn't volunteer any information so I wasn't going to push for it.

So yes I'm a shitty, spying neighbor. I heard a car alarm go off last night around 9:45pm or so and then all this ruckus. So, I watched for the next hour / hour and a half through a crack in my blinds as my neighbor's truck got repossessed. Yes I know I know, but I bet you would have watched too.

Oh and don't think if it happened to you, people wouldn't be watching. People are always watching.

How do you get an 8 year old to do a book report? We read the entire damn book, got as far as writing down the title on the book report, and then he's done. He's not doing it anymore.

There are suppose to be 4 done each quarter. Do I force him to sit and complete the work? or Do I let him learn his lesson when he gets his quarter grade and it's not too hot?

For those of you that say "Force him", keep in mind that the title of the book got less and less legible with each word. Since I was making him do it, he was going to do it as sloppy as possible. To which my response was "If your teacher can't read it, she's going to make you re-do it." That just pissed him off.

Pissed me off too!

so i sat down on three separate occasions this weekend to try and post and upon each attempt, i got side tracked. i had to do things like make drinks and food or set-up an email account for nick or take a leak. all those important things you know.

now i'm sitting hear blaring aerosmith so loudly that i have no clue if anyone is speaking to me until i look at their mouth. i love aerosmith; they actually rank higher than guns and roses or montly crue. see, i'm cursed being the youngest. i didn't even grow-up listening to my own style music. instead, i listen to whatever the elder generations were listening to. i will say though that i have to laugh every time i listen to "eat the rich" and there's a huge belch at the end.

kids are fine, jason is fine, i'm fine (overworked, but fine). what mother/wife/employee isn't overworked though? i actually got to take a nap this weekend, completely on accident but hey i'm not complaining. i also got to clean up barf so i guess all things are fair and balanced in my world.

my tv shows are going well. tonight is the season finally of hell's kitchen and project runway seems to be dragging me farther into it's jaws with each episode. i have decided though that for the time being i have two new favorite shows; monk and psych. i knew i always liked monk, but now i'm hooked on it and even spent sunday watching repeats on usa. psych is totally a gut busted and those boys are too hard on the eyes either.

that's it. what can i say? i live an exciting life.

I think I may have just found one of the best posts I've read in the last 6 months. Is it crazy to think that he may be speaking a bit of truth?
7 Reasons the 21st Century is Make Us Miserable

Okay, I just have to link to this other post today. This is so hysterical and I can only say thank goodness that we bought from a relocation company and the previous owner was long gone. I'm not what I would have done in these situations, but as a reader I laughed my ass off.

Guest Post: Adventures in Real Estate

This is what happens when you give the camera to the kids and they decide what's important.

...and in your hand...and on your face...

He'll probably kill me for this, but ain't my husband a cutie? God I love him!