Where Have I Been All Day?
I wish I had a grand adventure to tell you of, but no.
In no particular order, here are the excuses for my lameness today.
The twins are home. Needy little children is what they are. Feed me. Water me. Clothe me. “What are you, three? No, you’re four, I can’t do everything for you for the rest of your life. Today is a good day to start being a little more independent.”
The middle boys came home looking for a fight. The Awesome household has approximately 47 computers. Only one of which is kid approved. Neither of them have been on it in six months. Today, they were both near death and needed to get on it or they would die. Fun times.
I wore a boob shirt today. Every time I caught a glimpse of the girls I’d get distracted and well…
I wore a boob shirt today. Every time Hubby caught a glimpse of the girls he’d attack me and well…
Difficult to come up with something awe inspiring when little ones are yelling “fart, fart, fart”.
Answered an email from our caseworker wondering what was up with our case. Uh huh I did. Who is running this show here? Because I’ll be happy to take it over, you won’t like it, but I’ll certainly do it.
Answered the first of what historically is many phone calls from Big Boys teachers. Things that struck me as interesting about the phone call. The teacher said he’s been “letting things slide” and now it’s “gone too far”. Yes, that is typically what happens when you let things slide. Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. First time they do something wrong you got to kick ‘em in the arse. Metaphorically speaking. Yeah, who wants to send their kids to my academy? The teacher also said that it is a group of four kids that sit near the back. “Um, maybe move them to the front, or into opposing corners, divide and conquer.” Not that Big Boy is a model student. He is 1/5 of the reason that I don’t home school. My bio children have inherited my stubbornness. The BOTH children have learned it, but have the added bonus of excess energy. It’s best they be the salt of the world right now. All that to say that we have one more child with nothing fun to do until he gets his act together.
Truly, I did a better job on child number three than I have on the rest of them.
I would suggest you all become licensed therapists.
Looking forward to TV tonight. Looking forward to eating tonight. Looking forward to drinking tonight.
Hubby has been gone for thirty minutes, and the dog just figured it out. I think I will run to the grocery store at 6 o’clock to escape this misery.
I’ll be back with something more brilliant soon.
October 19th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
I have to ask….. just what, is a boob shirt and if it has that kind of results where can I get one????
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October 19th, 2009 at 7:31 pm
A boob shirt is just a shirt that shows off the girls. It could be anything really, and a lot of the time is has more to do with the bra. Also, God bless him, thinks I’m sexy in everything and nothing. Well, everything except those maxi dresses. We can’t like those.
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October 19th, 2009 at 11:07 pm
i told you. smokin bod. i get distracted…lol…all to say that us women never give each other enough compliments on things we really got goin on. i love to surprise women this way. my latest was telling a woman in the airport that she truly knew how to make what she had shine. very attractive 60ish kinda gal with the best for her hair cut, all grey of course, and knew what clothes were right for her body. she had it all figured out and i thought she needed to know. in the end i was happy that i gave one of my fellow sisters a little boost.
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October 21st, 2009 at 10:37 am
the rest of my body vetos any boob shirt I could wear! ugg.
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