Offspring was 20 minutes late from school... I went to the bus stop and he wasn't there. Where could he be?!?!?! Mind you, I had JUST watched a show about a kid who was literally snatched off the street and kidnapped, so with that fresh on my mind I started to worry a little..... then a little more ... heart starting to pound, I suddenly remember ... OOPS!! He attended photography club after school and I WAS SUPPOSED TO PICK HIM UP! 2 minutes later he called me, peeved, saying "MOM, you FORGOT me didn't you?!" to which I had to sheepishly admit ummmm, yeah... so poor kid had to sit in the heat for 45 minutes waiting for me. Doink!!!
Earlier in the day, I ground up some coffee beans ... or rather, TRIED to because as soon as I started to grind them, the lid flew off and spewed half ground, half not coffee beans all over me, the counter, the sink and the floor. What the hell?! Some kind of plastic lining inside the grinder had broken, became ensnared in the blades and caused the whole thing to seize up.
Mommy fail day.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
School expenses
School supplies: $80. Graphing calculator: $99. Gym clothes: $50. Dad bought wrong size of clothes, so buy another set: $50. Trumpet: $230. Trumpet second mouthpiece and cleaning kit: $60. Subscription to music website for assessments and lessons: $30. PTA fees: $30. Yearbook: $30. New tennis shoes: $50. School t-shirt: $15. First month lunch money: $45.
Damn, it's expensive to be in middle school!
Damn, it's expensive to be in middle school!
Friday, August 17, 2012
You know you've lost it....
...When you drive to the pet store to get the dog's nail trimmed, only upon arrival you discover that you have failed to bring the dogs. Whoops.
Today I more successfully accomplished this task. Whew.
Today I more successfully accomplished this task. Whew.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
A swamp and stinky feet
That's what his suitcase smells like ... a cross between a swamp and stinky feet, after a week away at camp. And I mean everything in the suitcase, not just the clothes, right down to the damn flashlight, it all S-T-A-N-K-S. Imagine not showering for a few days, not wearing deodorant and then taking a big whiff. Or boiling old shoes on the stove. Ok, you get the idea. It stunk. I took absolutely everything made of fabric and took it straight to the washing machine and set everything else out on the porch to air out. Lord help me.
He had more fun than the law allows. At the closing chapel (it was YMCA, so there was some religion in it), they sang songs, locked arms, swayed, held hands, and did all the campy stuff you do. And he looked so happy, just grinning ear to ear. I loved watching him with his newfound friends and it warmed to the bottom of my heart. I remember camp and I made friends at camp as a 10 year old that I wrote to until I was in college.
He did so many things - including horseback riding, canoeing, swimming, tetherball (for which he is proudly sporting MASSIVE - and I must say impressive - bruises up and down his arms), dodgeball, wiffelball, and a 100 other things. Every day was jam packed with activities and he probably never slowed down once to take a breath. I particularly like his description of "bro'-ing out"... time where just the "brothers" from his cabin would hang out and play frisbee and such. They called it "bro time". How adorable. Of course, if I told him I thought that was adorable, he'd kill me. But it was adorable. And hilarious. But he is getting older and wow, he will have "bro"s to hang out with soon. I guess he already does!
He didn't want to come home of course, but I missed him A LOT! I mean, he's stayed with his dad for a week before, and even been gone almost 2 weeks in New Hampshire before, but I've always called him every day or nearly every day then. This time I didn't get to call him at all, so by today, I was really missing my boy. I was so glad to see him, I hugged him till his guts fell out. Ok, almost.
I'm glad he's home. He's not.
Camp was a success!
He had more fun than the law allows. At the closing chapel (it was YMCA, so there was some religion in it), they sang songs, locked arms, swayed, held hands, and did all the campy stuff you do. And he looked so happy, just grinning ear to ear. I loved watching him with his newfound friends and it warmed to the bottom of my heart. I remember camp and I made friends at camp as a 10 year old that I wrote to until I was in college.
He did so many things - including horseback riding, canoeing, swimming, tetherball (for which he is proudly sporting MASSIVE - and I must say impressive - bruises up and down his arms), dodgeball, wiffelball, and a 100 other things. Every day was jam packed with activities and he probably never slowed down once to take a breath. I particularly like his description of "bro'-ing out"... time where just the "brothers" from his cabin would hang out and play frisbee and such. They called it "bro time". How adorable. Of course, if I told him I thought that was adorable, he'd kill me. But it was adorable. And hilarious. But he is getting older and wow, he will have "bro"s to hang out with soon. I guess he already does!
He didn't want to come home of course, but I missed him A LOT! I mean, he's stayed with his dad for a week before, and even been gone almost 2 weeks in New Hampshire before, but I've always called him every day or nearly every day then. This time I didn't get to call him at all, so by today, I was really missing my boy. I was so glad to see him, I hugged him till his guts fell out. Ok, almost.
I'm glad he's home. He's not.
Camp was a success!
Friday, August 10, 2012
Oil rigs?
We're watching Modern Family on DVD (Season 1 - how fun to catch up!) and the fine print says "home use excludes use of this disc at locations such as clubs, coaches, hospitals, hotels, oil rigs, prisons, and schools". Ummmmmm. Oil rigs? To quote Modern Family: REALLY???
Monday, August 6, 2012
Camp
Offspring is off to camp this week. They can sign up for all kinds of activities, and two of the ones he signed up for: archery and riflery.
Was it something I said?!?
Was it something I said?!?
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Ahhhhhhhh.... a new chair
This is my new chair. This is not my house, this is just a stock photo of my new chair. I am so excited. I have always wanted a super comfy chair, and this is DA BOMB of comfy chairs. It rocks, it leans back, and it lays almost completely flat when totally reclined. I am in heaven. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
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