Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Saturday, June 7, 2008
4+6=Mass Confusion
So today I returned to the spot of yesterdays meltdown. Cousins sandwich and ice cream shoppe. (I'm not spelling it that way to seem fancy, that is the way they spell it.)
I gave them another chance to pull some Rocky Road out of a hat and make me a happy woman. They failed me again, but I forged ahead and bought Mint Avalanche- quite satisfactory.
At said sandwich shoppe, they have little punch cards. Buy 10 sandwiches, get one free. We like these sandwiches and have redeemed many cards. Well, I looked in my wallet and found two punch cards. One had 6 punches and one had 4. So, happy day, right? Not so fast.
Minimum wage does not guarantee the smartest cookies in the batch. So I hand the girl my two cards. She looks confused and hands them back to me and says 'You have to fill them up.' What? Really? So, I inform her that together they have 10 punches. (i.e. give me my free sandwich.) She stills seems confused but closes the window and goes away to get my stuff. I guess she turned over the reigns to another smarty pants, who ran my debit card and handed me my card and two punch cards. Not my original ones, but a new one that had combined all 10 punches and a new on with a punch for my 'free' sandwich. I thought maybe it was good luck and he had given me my free sandwich AND a full punch card. Nope, he charged me for the sandwich and gave me somehow simplified punch cards.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that he and the other girl were morons. Next time I'll actually say the 'i.e. give me my free sandwich' bit.
Until then, don't try this sort of trickery in your neck of the woods.
I gave them another chance to pull some Rocky Road out of a hat and make me a happy woman. They failed me again, but I forged ahead and bought Mint Avalanche- quite satisfactory.
At said sandwich shoppe, they have little punch cards. Buy 10 sandwiches, get one free. We like these sandwiches and have redeemed many cards. Well, I looked in my wallet and found two punch cards. One had 6 punches and one had 4. So, happy day, right? Not so fast.
Minimum wage does not guarantee the smartest cookies in the batch. So I hand the girl my two cards. She looks confused and hands them back to me and says 'You have to fill them up.' What? Really? So, I inform her that together they have 10 punches. (i.e. give me my free sandwich.) She stills seems confused but closes the window and goes away to get my stuff. I guess she turned over the reigns to another smarty pants, who ran my debit card and handed me my card and two punch cards. Not my original ones, but a new one that had combined all 10 punches and a new on with a punch for my 'free' sandwich. I thought maybe it was good luck and he had given me my free sandwich AND a full punch card. Nope, he charged me for the sandwich and gave me somehow simplified punch cards.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that he and the other girl were morons. Next time I'll actually say the 'i.e. give me my free sandwich' bit.
Until then, don't try this sort of trickery in your neck of the woods.
Friday, June 6, 2008
The First Hormonal Meltdown
So, today (Friday- finally posted on Saturday) was a little bit draining. I have 3 1/2 days of school left (hooray) which means I am full of joy, but totally stressed out about moving out of my classroom and getting all the student paperwork done and in the right place. I am also getting that 'I'm so sad to see my babies leave' thing. This is slightly confusing considering the year I have had.
So, after work today, I sat down and worked on some more Girl's Camp stuff. I continue to feel overwhelmed about the amount the we are planning. It is more than a headache to make sure everyone is doing their part and trying to do my stuff. One of the areas of confusion has been the camp T-shirts. The Stake isn't doing them this year and we wanted to have them for our girls. Due to some stuff, we still don't have the t-shirts.
So I decided to skip out on date night and go try to find cheap t-shirts. I went to Steve & Barry's at the mall. No luck. I kept looking. In the process, I tried on a couple things for myself. THAT my friends was a mistake! I felt like a stuffed sausage. I immediately started to tear up.
The frustration of not finding the t-shirts was getting to be more than I could handle.
Then I tried to buy a birthday present for a party I have tomorrow night. I found something, but could only find one person at a register and she was talking to a lady for 8 hrs about watch repair. Then another lady was helping someone by answering a question and after she answered the question, she just walked away with me standing there, even though she had seen me circling the area for about 10 minutes.
This all apparently was too much for me. I got home and went upstairs and started sobbing. John came in to talk to me.
It went something like this:
Me: sob, sob, sob
John: What's wrong?
Me: sob, sob, why am I so chubby? sob sob
John: Um, you are pregnant (If anyone reading this doesn't already know, here's the announcement)
Me:sob, sob, and I couldn't find the t-shirts
And today when I went to get Rocky Road they were all out...sob, sob, sob, for the second time in a row
And I don't want to do camp stuff anymore, sob, sob,
And my clothes don't fit me anymore.
John: Don't you have a couple pair of pants you can wear?
Me: sob, They're dirty, sob, sob, sob, sob, sob
This went on for about 15 minutes. I knew I was being absolutely ridiculous, but I could help it. Finally, I just started laughing so hard because it was all a little dramatic.
I do have to say, John gets 5 gold stars for not laughing until I did.
Well, that was my eventful day. Hoping those don't come around too often. The headache was killer.
So, after work today, I sat down and worked on some more Girl's Camp stuff. I continue to feel overwhelmed about the amount the we are planning. It is more than a headache to make sure everyone is doing their part and trying to do my stuff. One of the areas of confusion has been the camp T-shirts. The Stake isn't doing them this year and we wanted to have them for our girls. Due to some stuff, we still don't have the t-shirts.
So I decided to skip out on date night and go try to find cheap t-shirts. I went to Steve & Barry's at the mall. No luck. I kept looking. In the process, I tried on a couple things for myself. THAT my friends was a mistake! I felt like a stuffed sausage. I immediately started to tear up.
The frustration of not finding the t-shirts was getting to be more than I could handle.
Then I tried to buy a birthday present for a party I have tomorrow night. I found something, but could only find one person at a register and she was talking to a lady for 8 hrs about watch repair. Then another lady was helping someone by answering a question and after she answered the question, she just walked away with me standing there, even though she had seen me circling the area for about 10 minutes.
This all apparently was too much for me. I got home and went upstairs and started sobbing. John came in to talk to me.
It went something like this:
Me: sob, sob, sob
John: What's wrong?
Me: sob, sob, why am I so chubby? sob sob
John: Um, you are pregnant (If anyone reading this doesn't already know, here's the announcement)
Me:sob, sob, and I couldn't find the t-shirts
And today when I went to get Rocky Road they were all out...sob, sob, sob, for the second time in a row
And I don't want to do camp stuff anymore, sob, sob,
And my clothes don't fit me anymore.
John: Don't you have a couple pair of pants you can wear?
Me: sob, They're dirty, sob, sob, sob, sob, sob
This went on for about 15 minutes. I knew I was being absolutely ridiculous, but I could help it. Finally, I just started laughing so hard because it was all a little dramatic.
I do have to say, John gets 5 gold stars for not laughing until I did.
Well, that was my eventful day. Hoping those don't come around too often. The headache was killer.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
All Sorts of Cuteness
How much do I miss this little kiddo? Too much for words. I still have a pic of him on my file cabinet at work. He's helped me make it through a tough year. When the kids ask who he is I just say 'My favorite little boy.' I think I've hurt some feelings, but I must tell the truth.
Just a Taste
I know we all have them, so here is your invitation to post your list of things to do before you die.
Here are a few of mine.
1) Hike the Appalachian Trail (not just stand on it, like I did back in August)
2) Swim with the manatees in FL (who was with me when I first saw manatees? Rachel?)
3) Publish a book of family history
4) Learn how to tie balloon art
5) Play the pan flute at any outdoor festival (I'm just kidding. I hate the pan flute)
6)Become really organized
7)Become Nicola
8)Read all the books that I own
9)Learn how to watch just one CSI episode and not 5 in a row. (Curse you, cable)
10)Have beautiful penmanship
11)Learn to play the piano, but have no one at church know about it
12)Become personal best friends with Harry Connick Jr.
13)oh, and Paula Deen
14)Get rich and have a personal chef
15)Get rich and have a live in hair dresser. Man do I hate doing my hair. The ponytail is such a blessing from heaven.
16)Own a farm. Become FarmGirl.
17)Win a lifetime supply of Dove chocolate
18)Become a professional genealogist and get paid to travel to exotic places to do said genealogy
19)Have a really great idea that I didn't steal from someone else
20)Continue to find the best friends wherever I go! (just a little cheese for the list0
Here are a few of mine.
1) Hike the Appalachian Trail (not just stand on it, like I did back in August)
2) Swim with the manatees in FL (who was with me when I first saw manatees? Rachel?)
3) Publish a book of family history
4) Learn how to tie balloon art
5) Play the pan flute at any outdoor festival (I'm just kidding. I hate the pan flute)
6)Become really organized
7)Become Nicola
8)Read all the books that I own
9)Learn how to watch just one CSI episode and not 5 in a row. (Curse you, cable)
10)Have beautiful penmanship
11)Learn to play the piano, but have no one at church know about it
12)Become personal best friends with Harry Connick Jr.
13)oh, and Paula Deen
14)Get rich and have a personal chef
15)Get rich and have a live in hair dresser. Man do I hate doing my hair. The ponytail is such a blessing from heaven.
16)Own a farm. Become FarmGirl.
17)Win a lifetime supply of Dove chocolate
18)Become a professional genealogist and get paid to travel to exotic places to do said genealogy
19)Have a really great idea that I didn't steal from someone else
20)Continue to find the best friends wherever I go! (just a little cheese for the list0
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Um...what to say?
Well, I've been reprimanded by Bronwyn for not posting since the 11th. I know, I know. I am a horrible blogger. I feel like Rachel when she said that all her funny stories are gone.
Remember how my kids were funny for 2 days? Well, as an update, that hasn't lasted.
I don't have anything amusing or entertaining, so I'll just post a basic update.
1) I purchased most of my garden plants and now I am letting them wilt and die on the back porch instead of planting them. Maybe I'll get motivated tonight.
2) My bitterness of Wisconsin continues. We still are not consistently in the 70's. This morning on the radio they said 'High of 68. Does it get any better than that?' Um...yeah. It's called 78!
3) This morning I convinced myself that there were only two weeks left of school. I was happy until I mentioned it to someone at work and then I almost had to cry.
4) I am glad that Yoshi is a barker and gives it right back at the yappy dogs next door. I think in dog speak he is saying 'I can take ya.' He's got moxy! Then again he weighs 65lbs and they each are about the size of a toaster oven.
5) My principal has only done one formal observation and that was a couple weeks ago. She is supposed to do a second one before the year is over. Since I am retiring from teaching, I am just trying to see how long I can avoid her. Maybe she'll think it is a little crazy to do one on the last day of school. If not, I think we'll be making fruit loop necklaces. Objective: Have a snack. State Objective: Keep end of the school year kids from going crazy and running underpants up the flag pole. With this year's bunch that might not we a realistic goal, but we'll see.
6) I'm trying to get to 10, so....I keep typing. We are going to see Indiana Jones tonight.
7) I currently have no motivation at all to a) hem pants b)read any one of the 5 borrow books that I currently have c) pull dandelions from my yard before they go to seed d) eat anything healthy
8) Insert really juicy secret of your choice (this is meant to spice things up).
9) One of my students today told another student's mom that her dress was too small. Luckily she has a sense of humor. She asked me if it was. I called her a hussy. Really, it was down to her knees and she had a little sweater on over it. I'm not sure if he was really trying to give a compliment. You know how 6 year olds are.
10) Two of my children have decided that next Friday is in fact, the last day of school. Really? Don't parents check the district created calendar when deciding when summer vacation starts? I didn't know it was that flexible. I would have choosen September 10th of last year. If only I had gotten the memo that it was a pick your own date sort of thing.
Remember how my kids were funny for 2 days? Well, as an update, that hasn't lasted.
I don't have anything amusing or entertaining, so I'll just post a basic update.
1) I purchased most of my garden plants and now I am letting them wilt and die on the back porch instead of planting them. Maybe I'll get motivated tonight.
2) My bitterness of Wisconsin continues. We still are not consistently in the 70's. This morning on the radio they said 'High of 68. Does it get any better than that?' Um...yeah. It's called 78!
3) This morning I convinced myself that there were only two weeks left of school. I was happy until I mentioned it to someone at work and then I almost had to cry.
4) I am glad that Yoshi is a barker and gives it right back at the yappy dogs next door. I think in dog speak he is saying 'I can take ya.' He's got moxy! Then again he weighs 65lbs and they each are about the size of a toaster oven.
5) My principal has only done one formal observation and that was a couple weeks ago. She is supposed to do a second one before the year is over. Since I am retiring from teaching, I am just trying to see how long I can avoid her. Maybe she'll think it is a little crazy to do one on the last day of school. If not, I think we'll be making fruit loop necklaces. Objective: Have a snack. State Objective: Keep end of the school year kids from going crazy and running underpants up the flag pole. With this year's bunch that might not we a realistic goal, but we'll see.
6) I'm trying to get to 10, so....I keep typing. We are going to see Indiana Jones tonight.
7) I currently have no motivation at all to a) hem pants b)read any one of the 5 borrow books that I currently have c) pull dandelions from my yard before they go to seed d) eat anything healthy
8) Insert really juicy secret of your choice (this is meant to spice things up).
9) One of my students today told another student's mom that her dress was too small. Luckily she has a sense of humor. She asked me if it was. I called her a hussy. Really, it was down to her knees and she had a little sweater on over it. I'm not sure if he was really trying to give a compliment. You know how 6 year olds are.
10) Two of my children have decided that next Friday is in fact, the last day of school. Really? Don't parents check the district created calendar when deciding when summer vacation starts? I didn't know it was that flexible. I would have choosen September 10th of last year. If only I had gotten the memo that it was a pick your own date sort of thing.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Dear Sweet Lady
Dear Sweet Lady Sitting Behind Me in Church,
I want you to know that I think you are a wonderful and lovely woman. You are always so cheerful and kind to others. You are incredibly helpful to all the mothers in the ward as you take care of little babies, so their moms can have a break. You will have your arms full in Aug/Sept, when we will have 6 new babies. So, maybe you are trying to efficiently use your time, knowing that soon your hands will be occupied.
But, for the love of all that is holy, can you NOT clip your fingernails in church?????????
Appreciatively yours,
Me
I want you to know that I think you are a wonderful and lovely woman. You are always so cheerful and kind to others. You are incredibly helpful to all the mothers in the ward as you take care of little babies, so their moms can have a break. You will have your arms full in Aug/Sept, when we will have 6 new babies. So, maybe you are trying to efficiently use your time, knowing that soon your hands will be occupied.
But, for the love of all that is holy, can you NOT clip your fingernails in church?????????
Appreciatively yours,
Me
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