Well, I’ve been thinking about y’all. I have. I’ve tried to picture what your Christmas trees look like. What your cookies smell like. What your kids look like dressed in their cute little holiday sweaters. And you know I love you. And I’m sure you can relate. But the blog? Well, it’s just not a priority right this minute. It will be, no doubt. Got things planned for making it more interesting. But I just can’t do it until the holidays are done. Forgive me… you always do and I adore you for that…
Nothing much going on here. You know, the typical stuff… Snow, tantrums, Christmas, potty training, blah blah blah…
Austin is having some problems. He’s got this teacher that is giving him a hard time. She actually left me a message telling me that Austin “accused” her of not grading his papers on time. Well, if she hadn’t used the words “accused” I might have responded to her differently, especially since I knew about the interaction he had with her before it even happened. But Austin is the most diplomatic person I know. I’m not kidding. So if she’s saying that he’s being disrespectful or non-compliant, I know she’s full of shit. She’s on my bad side now. This son of mine EARNS and DESERVES an A or B in all his classes. I know because I help him with his school work and I’m very much involved. If he has A’s in every class and she gives him an F, I know something is up. And this is where his bad grades started… (some history: the teacher is a proud Hispanic doctorate)
Several Hispanic student were joking around with Austin in her class telling him that he runs fast in sports because he’s black. Austins reply come back to the students, “Well, you jump so high because you are used to jumping borders.” OH SHIT! BAM! Well, the proud hispanic teacher with a doctorate didn’t like his response. And she’s punishing him for it. She consistently gave him A’s in her class until that happened and now he’s earning F’s? Hello, Cruel World. But in my mind, Austin was defending himself, if not just giving them shit where they had given it to him. No, it wasn’t the most diplomatic way of doing it. But he’s 13. The teacher should have been the adult. She should have intervened. Instead she is setting an example of how racism rears its ugly head and perpetuates itself. Not acceptable.
Speaking of 13 year olds. My won wears a 13 in shoes. Do you know how much it costs to buy Nikes every 3 months for a 13 year old athlete who has a foot that won’t quit growing? OMG. There’s the wrestling shoes… the basketball shoes… the football shoes… the school shoes… OMG. Homeboy better get some fargin’ athletic scholarships for college. I’m just sayin’…
Guess what!? It turns out Jeremy has been saving for months to get me the Christmas present I’ve been drooling over. Guess what came in the mail last week?
Yeyah!
And I bought myself some Uggs. Now that I own a pair, I wonder how I lived life before them.
And, lastly… My kids are cute… And we got too much snow last night…
That’s all for now…
I went to a Children’s Museum meeting today and was chosen to take on a HUGE challenge. I’m the new coordinator for a massive City of Smallville Father’s Day Event here in our town. We pay the city to block off Main Avenue in the heart of town and set up booths, concessions, entertainment, etc. It’ll be so rewarding though, after the headache is all done. I’ve heard that the previous coordinators were completely fried and frazzled by the time Father’s Day comes around…
It’s in June but we start the planning next month. I made the mistake of telling some of the other Board Members how much I love event planning. I didn’t think they would put me in charge of the committee for that. Luckily I’ve been given a good group of people to help me. It’s fantastic experience and I’ll be paid very well for it. But… YIKES! THOUSANDS of families will be there!
Wish me 6 months of smooth planning and no new gray hairs, eh?
Remember me telling you about Sabine? No new news on where she is, no leads on who might be responsible for her disappearance. But they did find her blood in her car so they believe she is no longer with us. My heart is so heavy for her… for all of the innocents out there who have lost their lives and that loss never found justice… I’m bitter and angry about it and probably take it to heart more than most of her acquaintances because of what happened to my mom.
The only peace I can find is thinking that maybe she was brought home because she wasn’t meant to live in the times we are about to face. Perhaps there is good in that. I just hope that she didn’t feel much pain and fear as she left our world.
I was sewing away during naptime the other day and started thinking about her. I started bawling like a baby. I had to turn my machine off and crawl into a ball on my bed to get it out. She wasn’t mine to miss or mourn, but I’m still sad for her and others like her. I just think its so unfortunate that women and children weren’t given the strength to defend themselves against the rage of men.
My heart goes out to her and hers…
… A Coach purse… A khaki Coach Carly Large Purse with bronze trim. That’s all I want. I’ve never had a designer anything. Santa, please take note. I think I’ve changed enough diapers and wiped enough boogers to deserve a nice bag. That is all…
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In other news… I went to see Twilight on Saturday. OMG! Was the acting horrific!? OMG. Here’s my tiny review…
Bella? Please quit blinking so much when you’re uncomfortable with a scene. We want to love you and don’t need much. Just quit blinking every time your character requires some depth. I ADORE you anyways. Even though you hit the bong more than you hit the book.
Edward? Your hair and/or your enormous head disguised by the hair bothers me. Please get a trim. I’m also guessing that your actor is going to come out of the closet soon. Just a premonition…
Jasper? Could you please try to be less weird?
Dr. Cullen? Please wear less makeup.
Mrs. Cullen? You are perfect.
Rosalie? I love you.
Emmett? Didn’t I sleep with you in high school? Seems a bit of a haze… It obviously wasn’t impressive, but you’re cute anyways.
Alice? You are just what I imagined…
Victoria? Georgeous. You are my alter-ego.
James? Heeeelllo. Brad Pitt, move the hell over.
Charlie? You were of the few who could act.
Jacob? You perfect, gorgeous boy! The only youngster in the movie who could act. Perhaps because you had no lines? I trust that you will be a LARGE, good looking Werewolf in #2 and show those other non acting dorks how to do it…
That’s my piece. Bring on New Moon!
Go see it if you haven’t. You have spent $9 on worse things. Jeremy said the movie “was entertaining,” and he’s quite the skeptic. If you haven’t read Stephenie Meyer’s books– DOOOOO! It’s soooo worth it. Read Twilight before you see the movie and you’ll have quite a bond.
