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When Myles was still tiny and needed to be carried to and from the van in the infant carrier, I would sometimes haul out the stroller for the short walk from the school parking lot into the school to pick Sam up in the afternoons. I saw the looks the other mothers gave as they clearly had forgotten how heavy those damn things can be, particularly when baby reaches the upper weight limit. I felt awkward and chalked it up as one of those things mothers do to one another when they have the luxury of a high horse to sit on.
The other day I passed a mother on my way out of the school. I don't know her, but from seeing her at pickup every day, I'd guess her baby is about six months old now. She's generally pretty friendly and smiles or says hello (as I do with her). On this particular day, her baby wasn't with her as she rushed into the school. In the back of my mind, I suppose I thought this was odd because her baby is always with her. Maybe I unconsciously knew something wa…
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A cub scout mother approached Steve at this week's meeting to let him know that you can request teachers in Sam's elementary school and we should really request Mrs. Gray for second grade, "because Sam is very intelligent and needs challenged." While I'm grateful for the information, I'm wondering exactly what prompted this sharing. We don't really know her at all so she must be somehow otherwise aware of our current first grade nightmare...which makes me nervous. ------------------------------------- I found a "new loss blog" the other day and the author was talking about her latest visit to her OB. Trying to be reassuring, he apparently told her "lightning doesn't strike in the same place twice." I felt like I'd been doused with a bucket of ice water. I wanted to scream...I still want to scream. ------------------------------------- I haven't been to the cemetery in a very long time. ------------------------------------- Myles…
Missed my alarm clock ringing Woke up, telephone screaming Boss man singing his same old song
Rolled in late about an hour No cup of coffee, no shower Walk of shame with two different shoes on
Now it's poor me, why me, oh me, boring The same old worn out blah, blah story There's no good explanation for it at all
Ain't no rhyme or reason No complicated meaning Ain't no need to over think it Let go, laughing Life don't go quite like you planned it We try so hard to understand it The irrefutable, indisputable fact is Pshhhhh, it happens
My trusty rusty had a flat I borrowed my neighbors Cadillac "I'll be right back," going down to Wally World That yellow light turned red too quickly Knew that truck the moment it hit me Out stepped my ex and his new girl ("Sorry 'bout your neck baby")
But it's poor me, why me, oh me, boring The same old worn out blah,blah story There's no good explanation for it at all
"Mom, what's that path over there?" Sam asked as we left the post office.
"That's the bike path."
"Can we ride our bikes there today?"
"Not today...how about tomorrow?"
"Great...right after school?"
This morning I asked my husband to load Sam's bike and his bike up in the van (I do not own a bike of my own). He seemed eager to help (I should have immediately suspected something sinister).
All day I had horrible daydreams about the myriad of ways I could kill myself on a bicycle. See, I haven't been ON a bicycle in...oh...14 years or so (except for the time I tried Steve's bike at my parents last year and discovered my "healed" ankle hurt immensely when pedaling...not to mention the pain-inducing seat up my butt). I imagined trees and sharp turns and falling down ravines into streams. My nerves were shot by the end of the day, but I soldiered on and r…
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Please don't get your hopes up. Even though I didn't get to Miscellaneous Thoughts last week, I don't have too much insight this week either. ---------------------------------- Happy Friday the 13th! ---------------------------------- I've fallen behind on my self portrait/photos and my Photo Fridays. I have to break out the camera and really get busy some time this weekend. I should be able to squeeze in a few shots between the APL mall grand-reopening, shopping and lunch with mom, my soon-to-be-sister-in-law's baby shower, and an APL meeting of the Board of Directors. The last time I had a weekend this busy planned, I got the flu. I hope that doesn't happen this time, since Steve's been sick this week with it. ---------------------------------- Myles need shoes in order to move up to the toddler room at daycare. There are so many things about this that I am just not ready for, not the least of which is the fact that I had no idea there were so many cute shoe c…
I thought I was nuts. Making a mountain out of a mole-hill, as my dad might say. But Sam brought home his report card yesterday and I'm just so confused that I think it's pointless to even worry about it anymore.
In the notes section, it says, "Thank you for attending parent conferences. There has been a marked improvement in Sam's behavior." In the columns specifically concerning behavior, where Sam received check marks last time (indicating "needs improvement"), he now received check minuses with "better" noted beside the check minuses. Huh? If a check mark indicates "needs improvement" what does a check minus indicate? and what does a check minus with a "better" next to it mean?
I swear...I never thought first grade would be so difficult...for me. lol!
Somebody please pass the secret decoder ring. Thanks! -------------------------------------- Along the same storyline...I have to tell you about a conversation I had the other…
I know a bunch of us were waiting for the news...and it came...Lucy did great!
I know Rachel is waiting to breathe her sigh of relief for when the rough part of recovery is over. She has always been an awesome mama to Lucy and I know she will get through this part with her typical Rachel style and grace. But if you could please keep her in your thoughts and prayers...I know it would mean a lot.
After seeing myself tagged as "the grumpy one" on a facebook wall photo, I'm having a bit of an identity crisis. Is that how people see me? grumpy?
I'll be the first to admit I'm no Mary Sunshine. And I do have my grandmother's and mother's quick Polish temper. But for some reason I hate the idea that I'm considered grumpy. And so I've been finding it hard to write here.
I know I often share online when there is (or I perceive there is) no other outlet. So this place has become my mental dumping ground. I am most prolific here when I have something I need to work out...some emotion I need to process. When I'm quiet, it means things are going well and I'm happy. I guess that doesn't do much for my image, does it?
I promise...I smile and laugh...and I'm reasonably loveable.
I swear. :o) <---do cheesy emotes help my image?
***Totally editing this to TRY to fix my obvious failings at communication (and quite possibly friendship).*** I …
This week I was involved in the pre-construction meeting for the development of a bike trail between two nice park areas along the Lake Erie shore. It will be a very nice project when completed that I will personally use. So along those lines, this week's charity is the Trust for Public Land.
The Trust for Public Land (TPL) is a national, nonprofit, land conservation organization that conserves land for people to enjoy as parks, community gardens, historic sites, rural lands, and other natural places, ensuring livable communities for generations to come.
It has taken me four years to figure out why I always feel depressed after my birthday. At first I thought it was just seasonal...lack of sun...too much cold...etc. But today it hit me that my birthday is the end of our family's very long holiday season. I make it all the way through Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, and then my birthday in a relatively good mood. But after my birthday, the only thing looming on the calendar to "look forward to" is May 8th. And then May 11th (I'm not so much about Easter because the whole re-birth theme just makes me queasy and irritable.).
Maybe I'd do better if I made more out of St. Patrick's Day in March and then Earth Day in April?
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Sam is selling Malley's Easter chocolates for a school fundraiser. If you would like to look at his personal webpage (and possibly order so he can meet his $150 goal to earn a ticket to Cedar Point Amusement Park), drop me an email. Provided I know who you are, I will send you the link.
Sale goes until April 6th.
Shipping is probably not available out of the USA, but I don't know for sure.
---------------------------------------- I'm a little late with Miscellaneous Thoughts for last week for all kinds of crazy reasons, not the least of which is the 24+ hour flu bug I caught...just in time for my Pampered Chef party Friday night. I hostessed from the next room so as not to infect any of my guests. Hey...I'm just THAT classy. ---------------------------------------- I appreciate all your kind comments to my vent about Sam's teacher. I promise I'm not going to hurt her or anything.
I guess I'm feeling particularly fragile as signs of spring start to show up and I know what's around the corner emotionally for me. I guess I'm just not equipped to deal particularly well with stress right now.
The teacher found the form for day 2 of the great communication experiment. Yay her!
Sam did well on Day 2. Yay Sam!
When I picked Sam up on Day 3, he took one look at me and burst into tears. This is NOT what I was going for. And no, I don't give a rat's …
The lovely Meg revealed herself as my Secret Pal for the SP13 swap with this fabulous package! I can not wait to try my hand at some crocheted socks (I dare not even attempt knitted socks...can you just imagine?)!
Thank you so much Meg! You were an awesome pal and I can't thank you enough for all the delicious goodies!