Thursday, June 3, 2010

How to spend a Thursday

While sitting in McDonald's Mart & I were having "story hour". I started reading my favoritist blogging idol, Wendi Aarons. I started reading to him, he begged me to keep reading. We must have read 5-6 posts. When we finished this we were nearly late to pick up Sebass. Check it out, it's a good one.

Parental Fun

I was going to call this The Joys of Being a Good Parent, but think that there would be at least one Minion with a retort at calling myself “good” at this point.
#1 is a good boy. A very good boy. He has really avoided most of the teen angst & bad behavior, up to this point. Since “being in a relationship” (by the updating of a FaceBook status) he has become increasingly douchebaggy moody. Everyday he finds his siblings to be exponentially more irritating, but one IS a tween and they should be locked in a closet till their voice changes. Any place is better than being at home, or so it would seem.
What follows is the textversation we had yesterday when I requested that he pick me up from the bus & take me to his grandpa’s house, so I could borrow a car.

Me: Please come pick me up and take me to borrow Danggad’s truck.
#1: wait why cant danggad pick u up
Me: Why don’t you call him & find out?
#1: ho ho wichmeans.youhave and he said no
Me: No, he suggested you bring me over.
#1: well linda hasn’t been feeling good i’m not pissed just irked.

When the precious darling picked me up I asked him if he cared to hear my opinion of the fact that he was just irked. He hastily explained that that wasn’t a threat, just that he likes to know what to expect, not have things sprung on him, so he was informing me of his mood.
All I did was look at him. That was all that was necessary. This happened to be the child who, just that morning, informed me that it was the last day for him to fulfill a requirement, so would have to stay after school. And BTW, the sports banquet was also that evening. Hence the need to borrow my dad's car.
He understood the inconsistency between his words and actions.
At least he is a reasonable, irritating, egomaniacal teenager.

Friday, May 7, 2010

A very wise woman *Hi Toni!!!* mentioned to me today that blogging again might be a good, cathartic activity for me. She pointed out that I don't necessarily need to wait for inspiration to strike me with something amazing & hysterical, because, well, no one reads this anyway. (That last bit was mine) That maybe I should put something...anything. So here is anything.

Those are groovy, monsoon clouds that I shot from the roof of my house, cause that's how I roll. Gotta do a transcription now...when life is slow in desktop, I become a word processor!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

I’m shocked by how long it has been since I’ve blogged.

There have been two impediments:

  • I refuse to blog anything that is truly bad and/or serious in my life.
  • Not having the time to rub two brain cells together.

Issue the first:

The minions & I are residing in a different abode from DM. This has been a difficult time & not one I want preserved for posterity…publicly, at least. We are doing well, things are beginning to look up, blah, blah, blah. Not a whole lot of blog-fodder at home.

Issue the second:

I am working full time and have been SWAMPED with work of late. I’m now a “single” mom of 4, count them 4, kids, 3 of whom have extra curricular activities. Not a whole lot of time for blogging.

Now, there have been NUMEROUS blog-worthy events in the past six months. Now that work has slowed up a bit, I’ll see if I can dredge some up.