What the hell? Y'all expect a little more consistancy than this. I mean, two sentences in 10 days. I know.
What can I say? Sometimes...life happens, and here..here is..or used to be, I'm not so sure..on some levels it still is..but here is my happy place.
I kinda like to keep it that way.
The beginning of every school year is a little hectic. This year is the most wierd of all, truthfully. But, little dude needs a lot of direction and fifth grade is pretty hard. The expectations are up there. When you couple that with a tornado hitting your school, well, it's hard for a little dude to stay focused and all.
My homework motto is simple. Get home, get your snack and get to it. I'll help. My time is purely devoted to homework until it's supper time. Very few kids, and CERTAINLY none of mine have the self discipline it requires to not get distracted by the millions of things that are there to distract little ADDers, let alone all the EXTRA cool stuff.
Some things haven't changed. Little boys are still distracted by the scent of spring, summer, or adventure on the air and then when you add in cool shit like video games, internet and HD tv, then is it any wonder we have attention problems in this country? And then you couple that with the fact that there isn't anyone there to put a little rigidity in their schedule and you know, kick them out when they need fresh air, or let them chill when they need, or enforce homework times...well, no wonder our education system is so screwed.
I have a real bitch with the system though. I do my job as a parent. I make sure the homework is done every single night, I make sure the papers are signed and the dang agenda...god FORBID you not initial that agenda. And, when the boy gets home...his homework is still in his notebook, not turned in. I mean, dayum...do I have to go to school and hand it in for him too? Or can I not trust that the teachers will do this? And then there's the fact that if it isn't written down, then I cannot make sure that it is done, so what is WITH the snotty notes when the work isn't there? That communication stuff has to go both ways. Ugh. I mean, I do appreciate the job teachers do, do not get me wrong here. I do. I volunteered, I've SEEN the amount of paperwork that teachers have to do and the sacrifices they make to teach and how their hands are tied...believe me...but it's the dang snotty notes. Don't get all snotty...ya know?
I mean crap, do not volunteer to teach fifth graders if you do not understand that they need to be told EVERYTHING. Take a shower, use soap, use shampoo, wash here and there, and don't forget your ass. Seriously. Do you have your homework? Do you have your lunch money? Do you have your book bag? Do you have your signed papers? Did you brush your teeth? Did you eat breakfast? What? EVERY MORNING.
It just is. Repetition, repetition, repetition...and by the time they are ready for high school, they have got it. You don't have to supervise QUITE so closely, but close enough to guide them so their grades don't slip.
Trust me. I have several honor roll students. I know what I'm saying. I honestly do not know how other women have jobs and do their primary job. Some shit falls through the cracks, me thinks if there are several children involved. With one, you can do it, but it's still hard.
SOMEBODY has to do it..it doesn't have to be a woman. I can think of several men just in blog world alone that do it on a regular basis..I'm just sayin'....
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Hey N.O.
You know who you are. Looks like you're getting a "do-over". Think we can get it right this time, Mayor N.?
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Post Of The Week
As I cruise this internet, and try to find new and interesting things to talk to the senior chief about and all, I come across a post. I should just call it the post of the week, but it's random, you know...so it's the cool post of the day.
This one by The Munchkin Wrangler, really spoke to me for obvious reasons.
I know you can raise kids without corporal punishment and have them still respect you. Been there, done that.
This one by The Munchkin Wrangler, really spoke to me for obvious reasons.
I know you can raise kids without corporal punishment and have them still respect you. Been there, done that.
Housekeeping
Good Gawd, do I hate housecleaning. I do. But, I like things to BE clean, so I do it anyway. Did that with the blog this morning and made a loooong overdue update of my blogroll. Just giving a little love...see, everybody likes to feel loved, don't they? Now on to some other housecleaning. Y'all have a great weekend, ya hear?
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Priorities
All I wanted to do was get some new underwear. I mean, I'm not much of a clothes hog or fashion queen or anything like that, but I do like me some comfortable underwear. I was long overdue. My old ones are cute still..but a little stretched and sprung and hey, the romance doesn't stop just because you've been married for awhile.
If anything, it's harder to keep it harder..ha!ha! Seriously, though...when I woke up and checked my planner, I saw that I had only 2 things to do on my list. Upgrade my undies and get some grocery shopping in. Not too bad of a task list, eh?
Ha!
The trip to the panty store took like twice as long because of the interrupting phone call in the middle and then the party on the other line wanted to talk to someone who was at the house and not with me panty shopping. The irritation that this person experienced transferred right over the phone line, too. My bad. Geez. NOT! It is not too much in life to be able to have enough time to pick through a bunch of cotton panties on a table, picking out the correct size in the intriguing designs that only a woman's store can come up with.
And yes, it would be nice to do a little Christmas shopping in August, honestly. I have always wanted to have the ability ..to plan ahead. Who knew planning ahead was actually a luxury. Well, I'm hear to tell ya...it is.
So, my two things didn't get done. Only one, and ya know, my priorities were on the panties, personally. The senior chief was pretty happy to eat some delivered Chinese that night. Just sayin'.
If anything, it's harder to keep it harder..ha!ha! Seriously, though...when I woke up and checked my planner, I saw that I had only 2 things to do on my list. Upgrade my undies and get some grocery shopping in. Not too bad of a task list, eh?
Ha!
The trip to the panty store took like twice as long because of the interrupting phone call in the middle and then the party on the other line wanted to talk to someone who was at the house and not with me panty shopping. The irritation that this person experienced transferred right over the phone line, too. My bad. Geez. NOT! It is not too much in life to be able to have enough time to pick through a bunch of cotton panties on a table, picking out the correct size in the intriguing designs that only a woman's store can come up with.
And yes, it would be nice to do a little Christmas shopping in August, honestly. I have always wanted to have the ability ..to plan ahead. Who knew planning ahead was actually a luxury. Well, I'm hear to tell ya...it is.
So, my two things didn't get done. Only one, and ya know, my priorities were on the panties, personally. The senior chief was pretty happy to eat some delivered Chinese that night. Just sayin'.
New Diet Method
Well, I wonder if people aren't a little like fish...follow me here, I know that it sounds a little wierd to say it like that.
Fish grow to their environment, right? So, the bigger the body of water, then the bigger the fish gets, right? I suppose they do have their limits programmed in somewhere, but still, the theory is basic, eh?
Well, what happens to a person when they start wearing loose clothing and whatnot? Do they grow to fit their environment...like fish? I can still wear most of my genes(oops, I mean jeans), although I am very unhappy with what the scale is telling me. However, I have not been wearing them, I have been wearing stretchy shorts..oh so comfortable and all...so, back to the jeans I go..hoping I am just like a fish.
Fish grow to their environment, right? So, the bigger the body of water, then the bigger the fish gets, right? I suppose they do have their limits programmed in somewhere, but still, the theory is basic, eh?
Well, what happens to a person when they start wearing loose clothing and whatnot? Do they grow to fit their environment...like fish? I can still wear most of my genes(oops, I mean jeans), although I am very unhappy with what the scale is telling me. However, I have not been wearing them, I have been wearing stretchy shorts..oh so comfortable and all...so, back to the jeans I go..hoping I am just like a fish.
I Can Beat You Blindfolded
Olympic moment...Phelps getting the fifth gold. Awesome, eh? The senior chief was all over that...watched it live. Watched him empty his goggles out after the run.
What a message...I can beat you blindfolded!
What a message...I can beat you blindfolded!
Balls To The Wall
I swear that is the most accurate description of this past year. I mean, I'm hearing you folks out there rumbling and grumbling because the senior chief isn't blogging anymore and didn't follow some protocol before he quit, but he didn't really quit, you see. It's just been..balls to the wall. I should take you all through a day in the life of the senior chief once, really, because if you don't gain the admiration for him that I have after just one day...just sayin'.
Like..today...started for him, last night about 8:30pm when one of our best customers called with a breakdown. Understand, that why we are in business mostly..is the service. They lose thousands of dollars a minute ..yes a minute..in these places and they want someone who will be there any time and get them up and running.
Anyway, so they called with an issue and with the commute time, he didn't get home until 2am and then had paperwork to do. When he is home, he is working on some home project or spending time with the kids.
And believe me, with this many people living in the house ..there is ALWAYS a home project. They just had to do some roof work which they did.
I stole his phone this morning so he wouldn't be bombarded with phone calls and so he could sleep until he was refreshed. Next, I'm going to make some bacon and eggs and coffee when I decide he's probably close to waking up. I find that to be a very effective way of getting my people up and moving. I do not go stomping around saying.."WHAT are you going to sleep til noon?" and being all bitchy....I cook something yummy for them and they wake up cheerful and ready to kill things or clean things for me. Or, patch roofs and do flooring and whatnot.
This house is old, too and been a little abused over the years. Boys are hard on things, no doubt. Now it's time for a little face lift. I might talk him into going to the hardware store and helping me figure out how much tile I need. I mean, 79 cents a square foot is the cat daddy of sales..for the very stuff I wanted from the get go. Overstock or discontinued products and all.
The kids are back in school and we are on that routine. That is always good. My blogging schedule did free up..but for other reasons..mainly the kids going back to school. I'm almost caught up with the month long party we had while Army boy was here. Did I mention that many beers were consumed? Songs were sung...talks were had. It was pretty intense.
Then there's the endless car issues. Army boy had some true confessions ..egads.. about how he abused his car....They replaced an alternator and fixed the brakes on one, a total brake job..from the wheel hub and bearings on out..new rotors the whole complete kit, plus some damn rod in there with some bushings...(not the tie rods) had to be replaced and a leak in the gas tank.
And we cannot forget to factor in the business partner. I'm not really going to talk about him or them here, but trust me, that is a factor. He's the reason I took the phone for the senior chief this morning, we'll just say it that way. He's not a crook or anything like all that....but he's just a business partner. He's a good ol' boy from south Georgia and he ain't going to be changing his notions any time soon.
That poor man gets up at 5am every morning and doesn't rest until 10pm at night. The only thing I can do for him right now is keep a cold one in the fridge and lots of massage oil by the bed, eh? So, y'all cut him some slack too.
I think we're gonna do a cabin at blogtoberfest this year and bring the little people. They'll be pleased as punch to play by the river and have a little quiet time. The weekend before blogtoberfest is Talladega and the fall is no kids. They get to go in the spring as a reward for their hard work all year long. Honor roll reward and all, because they usually miss one day of school. Last year was a bitch because we took a couple of days off at Thanksgiving and that is just the wrong time around here. They pump them with all kinds of information right up til the last minute during the fall ...during the winter, too, but there's enough time off during the winter break to go somewhere.
We have had an entire year like this. It's WONDERFUL, really, because the two before kind of sucked. I was thinking about how long I'd been blogging just the other day and wow..there's been a lot of shit happening. Wish I'd have started this when my kids were younger...sigh.
Anyway, off to spoil the senior chief, now. Y'all be nice, k?
Like..today...started for him, last night about 8:30pm when one of our best customers called with a breakdown. Understand, that why we are in business mostly..is the service. They lose thousands of dollars a minute ..yes a minute..in these places and they want someone who will be there any time and get them up and running.
Anyway, so they called with an issue and with the commute time, he didn't get home until 2am and then had paperwork to do. When he is home, he is working on some home project or spending time with the kids.
And believe me, with this many people living in the house ..there is ALWAYS a home project. They just had to do some roof work which they did.
I stole his phone this morning so he wouldn't be bombarded with phone calls and so he could sleep until he was refreshed. Next, I'm going to make some bacon and eggs and coffee when I decide he's probably close to waking up. I find that to be a very effective way of getting my people up and moving. I do not go stomping around saying.."WHAT are you going to sleep til noon?" and being all bitchy....I cook something yummy for them and they wake up cheerful and ready to kill things or clean things for me. Or, patch roofs and do flooring and whatnot.
This house is old, too and been a little abused over the years. Boys are hard on things, no doubt. Now it's time for a little face lift. I might talk him into going to the hardware store and helping me figure out how much tile I need. I mean, 79 cents a square foot is the cat daddy of sales..for the very stuff I wanted from the get go. Overstock or discontinued products and all.
The kids are back in school and we are on that routine. That is always good. My blogging schedule did free up..but for other reasons..mainly the kids going back to school. I'm almost caught up with the month long party we had while Army boy was here. Did I mention that many beers were consumed? Songs were sung...talks were had. It was pretty intense.
Then there's the endless car issues. Army boy had some true confessions ..egads.. about how he abused his car....They replaced an alternator and fixed the brakes on one, a total brake job..from the wheel hub and bearings on out..new rotors the whole complete kit, plus some damn rod in there with some bushings...(not the tie rods) had to be replaced and a leak in the gas tank.
And we cannot forget to factor in the business partner. I'm not really going to talk about him or them here, but trust me, that is a factor. He's the reason I took the phone for the senior chief this morning, we'll just say it that way. He's not a crook or anything like all that....but he's just a business partner. He's a good ol' boy from south Georgia and he ain't going to be changing his notions any time soon.
That poor man gets up at 5am every morning and doesn't rest until 10pm at night. The only thing I can do for him right now is keep a cold one in the fridge and lots of massage oil by the bed, eh? So, y'all cut him some slack too.
I think we're gonna do a cabin at blogtoberfest this year and bring the little people. They'll be pleased as punch to play by the river and have a little quiet time. The weekend before blogtoberfest is Talladega and the fall is no kids. They get to go in the spring as a reward for their hard work all year long. Honor roll reward and all, because they usually miss one day of school. Last year was a bitch because we took a couple of days off at Thanksgiving and that is just the wrong time around here. They pump them with all kinds of information right up til the last minute during the fall ...during the winter, too, but there's enough time off during the winter break to go somewhere.
We have had an entire year like this. It's WONDERFUL, really, because the two before kind of sucked. I was thinking about how long I'd been blogging just the other day and wow..there's been a lot of shit happening. Wish I'd have started this when my kids were younger...sigh.
Anyway, off to spoil the senior chief, now. Y'all be nice, k?
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, August 09, 2008
My Baby
It was Ellison that inspired me to take the picture of my beautiful kitty. You do see the resemblance, don't you?
She lays there like the Queen of Sheba, happy for the most part, unless the dog is trying to eat her, or the birds are dive bombing her. The birds do do that quite a bit around here. Poor baby can't even walk across the yard without the birds. She takes it all in stride though, and ignores all for the most part.
She lays so nonchalantly because she is a killer. Her claws are always razor sharp, as are her teeth. She doesn't use them on her people, as I do believe she thinks of us. She did adopt us, after all, not the other way around. She loves her people. She won't bare a claw or rest her teeth on any of us. However, if you are a squirrel, rabbit, bird, or any other kind of wild animal, you are food for her people. She leaves presents quite frequently. She never leaves much of the mice. There is a mice shortage, now that the field is gone. There was an abundance, and then ..not so much.
I quit poisoning them, once I knew she was around as I would hate for her to get poisoned.
My eldest son...ditched the girl and got him a puppy. That boy...amazing. Things have been real good with him lately. My army boy told him that he could just leave his troublesome woman at home because he didn't come all the way from Iraq to deal with her shit. He said, look, bro, we can party, but leave the girl home.
Roger dodger..anyway, so the eldest comes up and says ..."Look what I found on the side of the road..." Me, I said...What, a big fat sack, tell me it was something good??? Nope..just an adorable little puppy. I wanted to say about...16 weeks or so??German Shepherd mix...and just as sweet as sweet can be. I asked what he was going to do with it ..and he says..."I'm going to nurture her for awhile.." He was sucked in...in love....totally taken in by this sweet dog. When he looks at a woman like that, then I'll know he's in love. Ha! Ha!
So, all good on the ranchero and I love my kitty. Isn't she adorable?
Happy Camper
I like being busy. I like accomplishing things. I like being in the background doing the stuff that matters. I really do.
Glory..not my thing. Attention...not my thing. Well, on an individualized level..but the masses...no way. Not really willing to pay the price, honestly.
But, being the behind the scenes gal...LOVE it. I don't need anybody to tell me I'm important or that what I do is important. It just is. It's all the shit work, honestly, but we all know what happens when the garbage workers all go on strike. Things stop real fast, now don't they?
I LIKE the tedious jobs. I know, it sounds wierd, but it makes me feel good to put order to chaos. I'd like it better if it stayed that way, but hey, those are some of the things that keep life challenging.
Just sayin'.
Glory..not my thing. Attention...not my thing. Well, on an individualized level..but the masses...no way. Not really willing to pay the price, honestly.
But, being the behind the scenes gal...LOVE it. I don't need anybody to tell me I'm important or that what I do is important. It just is. It's all the shit work, honestly, but we all know what happens when the garbage workers all go on strike. Things stop real fast, now don't they?
I LIKE the tedious jobs. I know, it sounds wierd, but it makes me feel good to put order to chaos. I'd like it better if it stayed that way, but hey, those are some of the things that keep life challenging.
Just sayin'.
Simplicity
Some concepts that make Americans peculiar are very simple in concept.
Watching the opening ceremonies in Beijing last night was incredibly awesome. Watching the games today, again, very awesome. But it brings to mind something my daughter said.."Oh, they all look alike." Of the Chinese, she was speaking.
Watching the parade of countries was really cool, too, considering my work helped make them independent. But that's just a side note, and all.
Seriously though, people ask all the time..."Why do WE have to be involved." They state that world affairs are "None of our business." Blah, blah, blah. We've all heard the rhetoric.
The simplicity of it is just this. We ARE the world. We Americans understand probably better than any other country on this earth that we are our brother's keeper. When you have a beloved neighbor whose family is in a war torn country, you care. Our troops are there to back up our caring. They are there for those people..to help..to free. Why do we have to be involved, because WE are the world. We have every nationality under the sun within our borders. We have to care. To NOT act, to NOT do anything. THAT would be the wrong thing.
It's simple.
Watching the opening ceremonies in Beijing last night was incredibly awesome. Watching the games today, again, very awesome. But it brings to mind something my daughter said.."Oh, they all look alike." Of the Chinese, she was speaking.
Watching the parade of countries was really cool, too, considering my work helped make them independent. But that's just a side note, and all.
Seriously though, people ask all the time..."Why do WE have to be involved." They state that world affairs are "None of our business." Blah, blah, blah. We've all heard the rhetoric.
The simplicity of it is just this. We ARE the world. We Americans understand probably better than any other country on this earth that we are our brother's keeper. When you have a beloved neighbor whose family is in a war torn country, you care. Our troops are there to back up our caring. They are there for those people..to help..to free. Why do we have to be involved, because WE are the world. We have every nationality under the sun within our borders. We have to care. To NOT act, to NOT do anything. THAT would be the wrong thing.
It's simple.
Friday, August 08, 2008
Back
Did you miss me? I sure missed y'all...
Anyway, school is back in session and you would not even believe just how busy this summer was. I can't believe it's over already. Especially the last month of it.
We have a lot to be proud of, really, which is good to know at times like this.
Many beers were consumed and much food eaten. We had in all..a constant flow of about 20 extra people for about three weeks. While my army boy was here, it was pretty much a background party constantly. Not everyone was partying all the time..except him..ha! It was good, really, to see him relax. The first day or two, he was up and tried to stay up 24/7 and not miss a thing, but even he had to fall down exhausted. He and his brothers took a little side road trip while he was here, as well. That looked like fun. I was glad for a couple of days rest in between, personally.
Some of the very old crowd stopped by and it was nice to catch up with some of them, too. Y'all remember all the bitching..now they are in their mid twenties and starting to settle down a little, wild things that they were. Most have girlfriends, and now they are getting started on their careers. One is going to be a firefighter, which is very cool. It's cool to see them being responsible, and shoot, one had a family of his very own that he was proud of. Ha! Can't wait til THAT kid turns a little older, his daddy was a wild thing for sure and caused his parents ALL kinds of grief.
Some of them...some of them even hung their heads with shame...not that they needed to but it's good to see them learning life lessons and showing it. Just sayin'.
All too soon it came to and end, though. Oh, and the senior chief had a birthday, too, in the middle of it all. I owe him a birthday post, but I barely had time to plan the birthday party what with school starting and all.
Only 2 in school this year, well one in college, but it doesn't start for another couple of weeks. Normally, I'd STILL be filling out papers,..but the rest is pretty much all the same. Get up early, make sure showers and whatnot are taken,breakfast eaten, lunch money in pocket, papers in bookbag ..all that jazz. It's a science..I can do it with my eyes closed, believe it or not.
And, now I'm off to do some Cinderella stuff and figure out what is for supper.
Anyway, school is back in session and you would not even believe just how busy this summer was. I can't believe it's over already. Especially the last month of it.
We have a lot to be proud of, really, which is good to know at times like this.
Many beers were consumed and much food eaten. We had in all..a constant flow of about 20 extra people for about three weeks. While my army boy was here, it was pretty much a background party constantly. Not everyone was partying all the time..except him..ha! It was good, really, to see him relax. The first day or two, he was up and tried to stay up 24/7 and not miss a thing, but even he had to fall down exhausted. He and his brothers took a little side road trip while he was here, as well. That looked like fun. I was glad for a couple of days rest in between, personally.
Some of the very old crowd stopped by and it was nice to catch up with some of them, too. Y'all remember all the bitching..now they are in their mid twenties and starting to settle down a little, wild things that they were. Most have girlfriends, and now they are getting started on their careers. One is going to be a firefighter, which is very cool. It's cool to see them being responsible, and shoot, one had a family of his very own that he was proud of. Ha! Can't wait til THAT kid turns a little older, his daddy was a wild thing for sure and caused his parents ALL kinds of grief.
Some of them...some of them even hung their heads with shame...not that they needed to but it's good to see them learning life lessons and showing it. Just sayin'.
All too soon it came to and end, though. Oh, and the senior chief had a birthday, too, in the middle of it all. I owe him a birthday post, but I barely had time to plan the birthday party what with school starting and all.
Only 2 in school this year, well one in college, but it doesn't start for another couple of weeks. Normally, I'd STILL be filling out papers,..but the rest is pretty much all the same. Get up early, make sure showers and whatnot are taken,breakfast eaten, lunch money in pocket, papers in bookbag ..all that jazz. It's a science..I can do it with my eyes closed, believe it or not.
And, now I'm off to do some Cinderella stuff and figure out what is for supper.
Monday, August 04, 2008
Restroom Post
The ones you all love the best...
Help me figure this out....
Why, oh why, did the senior chief find a jar of dried cilantro and a jar of dried red peppers under the sink, behind the toilet paper..in the bathroom?
I actually couldn't even BEGIN to make up a story as to how those items appeared where they were...but I bet some of you all can...
Have fun!
Help me figure this out....
Why, oh why, did the senior chief find a jar of dried cilantro and a jar of dried red peppers under the sink, behind the toilet paper..in the bathroom?
I actually couldn't even BEGIN to make up a story as to how those items appeared where they were...but I bet some of you all can...
Have fun!
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