Thoughts from here to there...

No snow day, kind of sad, but again not, really don't want to come back on a Monday in May

I love my dog, well not really my dog. See the person in the house who ignores her the most, never feeds her, never walks her, but sings the "wiggle wiggle" song and gets her all wired, is the side fo the bed she sleeps on...yes hubby.

We got rid of beloved Spike. Big Fry just outgrew him, as all little boys outgrow legos, and dumptruck. You know, just like in Puff the Magic Dragon. He went to a great home.

I realize disrespectul people, especially adults, really bug me, really...(work related, so all I can say about that)

School video cameras are great for caching children who decide to ketchup on the toilet seats.

Finally got that Pinterest invite and logged on. Oh my goodness, it should be called "Pin Time Sucker". Need to careful of that APP

Polar plunge success this year, 46 balmy degrees and 6,000 dollars raised, whooohoooo

I love my various female friends. At work, at home, online, texting. Can't think of a better nourishing and replenishing myself.

Well getting ready for work is calling, have a great day!

Sometimes it just is...

Sometimes it just is...
Good to be content and realize some days ARE just like the credit card commercial, you know the one PRICELESS
This week ended with enjoyment. Small Fry adores Bingo, me not so much. I think is it the asperger-like mathematician in him. We are at the table, four bingo cards a piece. EACH GAME (there are 10 games). The lady next to us wins two in a row. He is distraught, but has his eye on the prize. Blackout, no small prizes for us, we are going for the 50 dollar big prize. G53, G53....small fry in a whisper O69, oh please O69. Announcer....O....69!

Second special day, Big Fry and archery-qualifying for state, always good to get it out the way. So of course we go practice more. Making the day special, He LISTENS and follows my feedback. Takes up my offer to get new school clothes, and doesn't by a single black piece, gets a long sleeve button shirt, and we end it with Cold Stone, to share (worth every calorie by the way)

Yep priceless.

I have yet to see him wear the button up, I was told "I meant to get that for summer" Well it all can't be perfect.

Still cool

There is nothing like being in a car, flipping a channel and a song coming on that everyone starts singing and waving their arms. The even cooler part is if two tweener boys are one small fry give it their all. Even cooler than that they let me join in.
Thank you Kelly Clarkson, "Stronger"

Yep, still have a little cool mom vibe

Hilarious

I was lamenting to hubby about Valentine's Day AFTER reading Karen's post and all the little notes. I break it to him "Guess what Karen's hubby did? Left little notes everywhere, how cool is that!"

Hubby's reply: "You mean you didn't find all the little notes I left for you?" Nice try buddy, nice try.

Then I laughed my you know what off.

Yes

Well here it was, finally and UN-eventful day day at work. It has been a LONG time coming. I think I will finally have that glass of wine.

Multitasking

For once this isn't a post about ME and multitasking. Which by the way I am NOT doing today. The day started out with a dentist appt-mine. And a semi-sick small fry. Who doesn't appear all that sick as I sit here typing. Confirm that, "Can I go play in the front yard?". NO
Not that I mind having a semi sick kid sick at home, it gives me an excuse to STAY home and do some things that I don't usually get to do. Valentine cookies are on the list. And a big long nap. Which leads me to the multitasking story.

I love multitasking, I think it is an efficient way to run. MOST of the time. My dentist, Dr. Ann is a great multitasker, very efficient. VERY. I don't know though if dentistry is really a multitasking career though. I mean really, shouldn't a dentist really be concentrating, I mean really hard on the patient? Even though doing a filling to them is like putting underwear on to the rest of us. Don't get me wrong, she is this very friendly, petite, cute Asian lady, who I think in a previous life ran a sweat shop of some kind. She brings efficiency to a whole new level. Talking about her upcoming weekend plans-for a little while-then she is all business. Water is spraying, tools are flying, pushing and prodding everywhere, inside my mouth by the way. She is up, she is down, checking on other patients, flying in and doing some more lightening speed work. I usually sit there a wreck, even WITH the nitrous. It is while I was thinking of this it reminded me of punishment. Does she make it so miserable that you SWEAR UP AND DOWN that you will floss like she told you, mabye even 3 times a day, just not to go back.

I don't think so, it is her version of multitasking and efficiency. A sweat shop, I really think so. That is why I need a nap-a second one.

I.really.need.wine

It's Monday...
I really need wine, like now, and more than a glass...
IT'S ONLY MONDAY!!!!!!

Where is that apple hanger?

I was anxiously waiting for hubby to show up for the big dreaded meeting. And waiting, and waiting a little more. If there is one thing I know, middle school teachers don't like to be kept waiting. He arrives to the meeting-panicked look, "Where's Alec?"
In the next room I tell him, I grabbed him at the office. Hubby gets that look, "I have been waiting for him for 20 minutes outside. I tried to text you.'
I reply, "Oh, my phone died when I got here,I thought I told you I was getting him".
Hubby, "Ummm, no you didn't"
He looks at me, the teachers look at us. All I could say was, "Well you know, the apple and the tree!" and then quickly, "I REALLY am organized...at work".

Super Sunday

I am spending super Sunday at work. Sigh. Being gone from work to learn new things, just causes MORE WORK.
I am taking big fry with me. Hopefully a quiet place and no one but me to talk to and distract will help him caught up before Monday.
Today's hubby's birthday, but more importantly and 8 year milestone. It really can't get more super than that.

Sometimes the apple is very far away

Monday afternoon meeting coming up with Big Fry's teachers, all four main ones at the same time. At our request due to multiple failed assignments since the start of the 3rd nine weeks.
Here are few of the comments we have heard thus far:
"Very little effort"
"Seems to get the content, just unorganized"
"Talking to others around him, they are complaining" AND "gets distracted easily"
"Late assignments affecting grade"
"Missing assignments affecting grade"

I am perplexed, see this is NOT how I was in school. NOT in any grade or any level, well ok maybe when Carey and I were roomates that one year in college. I think I will blame it on her, (he he). So I stumble around confused. We question, we brow beat, we lecture. We bribe, we love and logic, we reinforce and punish. The hole gets deeper. I imagine him dropping out, I imagine him giving up. I imagine with him no job, no effort to hold a job, and living with us forever (I don't even mind that part too much). Whatever genetic pool this trait came from it is not me. I have an idea where, but that is too scary to think of.

So I am wondering about this apple and why it has fell so far from the tree, and how I want to hang it up again, ripen a little more or something...