Yesterday turned out to be a hard day, and the thing that put it over the edge was my mother giving me grief.
That woman can work a nerve like nobody’s business. And sometimes it’s like she can sense me being down and she just can’t resist kicking me.
Let me tell you something. If someone says [...]
Archive for September, 2007
If it’s not one thing, it’s your mother.
Posted in parenting stuff, peeves on September 28, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Reconnecting
Posted in odds & ends on September 27, 2007 | 1 Comment »
First it was an out-of-the-blue email from a sorority sister, whom I haven’t seen since my wedding day. Then it was an email from a friend I’ve known since junior high, catching up. And on it goes. I have heard from several old friends here lately, a pleasant surprise, to be sure. But as with [...]
The temptation is there to pull out my suitcase and start packing it today.
Posted in odds & ends on September 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Ok y’all, I’ve got ten days until I jet out of here for the beach.
I’ve also got six more days at Job #2. Six very looong days.
Already the list is forming in my head, that list of the things I need to do before I leave, the things I need to take with me, the [...]
An open letter to the dummkopf who scraped my car in the parking lot at the mall:
Posted in peeves on September 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Dude.
I know my car isn’t all that pristine anymore. I know there’s a little beauty mark on the rear quarter panel where I backed into a pickup truck at the gas station. (Sidebar: the guy should not have had his tailgate down. Clearly it was his fault. I could not see it.) I know there’s [...]
Those kids are gonna hate me.
Posted in odds & ends, parenting stuff on September 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So tonight is soccer, a makeup game for one that got rained out earlier in the season. My husband has signed us up to be snack parents tonight. Except I am doing it by myself because my husband is conveniently out of town this week. Funny how that works.
I am not one of those moms [...]
Festing
Posted in pure foolishness on September 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So Spawn’s school is having a fall festival this weekend. My husband and I have volunteered to man the funnel cake booth for a couple of hours. Since he and I have never volunteered for anything together, that requires us to work together, this should be interesting. It could be the hardest two hours of [...]
Trying really hard not to get the cart before the horse
Posted in parenting stuff on September 20, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So I had the conference with Spawn’s teacher on Tuesday.
And she’s been seeing a lot of the same issues that I’m seeing. Which in one way is a relief, that I’m not just bugging and creating issues where there are none. But on the other hand, now I’ve got confirmation that yes, there just might [...]
My mother’s back.
Posted in parenting stuff on September 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
One of the little greatnesses of being a parent to a six-year-old is the world that exists only inside their head. Everything is pretty simple, the truth is the truth, and everyone is good and pure and friendly. A six-year-old will also believe all manner of superstitious things.
I have learned a lot from Spawn about [...]
Radio Silence
Posted in odds & ends, pure foolishness on September 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I’m in kind of a weird place this week.
My boss left for 10 days’ vacation on Saturday. Which means I’ve got the office (at Job #1) to myself this week.
My parents left yesterday for a trip, they won’t be back until Friday.
My husband is spending the next two weeks on the road, so chances are [...]
People who say don’t sweat the small stuff have obviously never spent the night in the same room with a mosquito.
Posted in peeves on September 14, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Ever since I gave my notice at Job #2 a couple of weeks ago, I have been second-guessing myself. Not because Job #1 isn’t a lot of fun and something I love to do, but because Job #1 tends to be a bit unstable at times. I’m a big fan of getting paid. As I’m [...]