True Colors.

Sunday was Hubs birthday. His mother started calling about a week ago wanting to know what he wanted to do for his birthday. Every day she would call him and when he said he didn’t know, she would call me and ask me what he wanted to do.

We for the most part have very busy schedules during the week with out much give, so we try very hard on the occasion we don’t have plans on the weekend to keep a day open to just go with the flow.

Saturday morning she  finally beat him down enough to get him to cry Uncle! and give in to her to plan dinner out.  He called her Sunday about 1:00 to firm up the plans.

This was her response: Oh! I forgot to call you. After I talked to you yesterday Boyfriend and I decided to go out of town and we are not going to be back in time to go.

She does this kind of shit ALL.THE.TIME.

I could see the disappointment on Hubs face. He said he didn’t care but I know him better than that.

I was so pissed. I am extremely protective of those who are mine and to have her do this to her own son, yet again, was more than I was willing to take. I started yelling at him but stopped myself rather quickly, realizing it was not his fault and that no one deserves to be yelled at on their birthday (or most likely any other day for that matter I suppose).

***She called last night and wanted to know how much dinner cost because she wanted to pay for it. She didn’t ask if we could go another time mind you.   I just told her MY parents paid for it and that made her crawl back into her hole, we will see how long she stays there now.

TKO

 Friday morning when we were dropping the kids off at school there was one of these yucky little guys buzzing around.  Of course Mama B and I the kids were in a tizzy about it.  I had a piece of paper in my hand and swung at it a few times and started to wander away to catch up on some gossip to talk to someone and I hear Mama B shreaking my name. So I jumped into the nearest phone booth and put on my superman cape turned around  to   save the day  help Mama B out because the bee kept buzzing around her.  I took my piece of paper and blindly swung at it. Well at the same time I swung my arm, another mom was walking by. I nailed her right in the face. I felt terrible. I would not be surprised if she ends up with a black eye.  Oops.  

* I think it is some kind of a carpenter bee. Yeah, come to find out they don’t sting. Double Oy.

Oy.

I Before E Except After C

A small foreword: There is no way in English language / alphabet that their last names do not come one right after the other; as in both last names start with the same letter and one is followed by “A” and the other by “E”.  Like Xaxxx  and Xexxxx, (see how bcd can’t fit?).

My mom picked Noodle up on Tuesday after her first day of school and brought her by work to see me and tell me about her day.

Me: Do you get to sit by who you wanted?

Noodle: (Puts her hands on her hips) NO! We had to sit  alphabetical  …

Me: (Thinking for a moment knowing M1 is in her class and that they are indeed in alphabetical order) *laughing* I am going to ask you again, Do you get to sit by who you wanted?

Noodle: No, we sit alphab….. OH! Well, yeah I get to sit by M1 (and what 12 year old would not want to sit by her BFF?) but thats not everyone I want to sit by.

Me: (As Noodle starts naming a list of girls a mile long she would also like to sit by) Um, you only have 2 sides.

Noodle: Oh, I guess I do.

Yeah, money well spent if you ask me :).

Someone Make It Stop

7 012  Today my baby started Jr. High. Tomorrow she will be graduating from college.

 

 

 

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that Id like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
Id save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with

~Time In A Bottle, Jim Croce

They Even Had The Sirens On

The other night Hubs and I were outside doing yard work and a fire truck and ambulance pulled up to a neighbors house. Sadly, the first though I had was “I hope they paid their money”. See, we live in a County Island  which means we have no “City of ____”  police, fire, etc.  If you dial the nine one one number they will respond, of course it will cost ya.  You can pay a yearly fee which I believe is about $400.00 for their services. If you do not pay upfront, they will still respond at the small cost of $1,000 per truck per hour AND $100.00 per fireman per hour.  If the neighbor did not pay, that phone call cost them at the least $2,500. My guess is if you don’t have the $400.00, how on earth would you come up with the $2,500. 

We have not paid for the services. Maybe we should. Do I think we are immune from fire or accidents? Not in the least bit…..

When Noodle was wee bitty she would spend her days with my aunt and uncle. I remember the day like it was yesterday and still have panic attacks about it. I heard the phone ring as I was standing out in front of the shop waiting to hear the alarm beep that it was set. I figured if it was important they would call back the next day.  I drove the 15 minutes or so it took to get over to pick Noodle up. I turned down the street (their house was about half way down the block) and saw a fire truck. I remember thinking “Wow, they look like they are really close to A’s house”. As I got closer I saw a group of about 20 people standing on the end of the driveway.  They were at THE HOUSE WHERE I LEFT MY BABY! I honestly do not think I even turned the truck off, let alone put it in park.  It was like I could not move fast enough.  My first thought was “Oh No! Which baby fell into the swimming pool?”. Then I saw the stretcher by the front door. I knew (your mind play funny tricks on you when you are freaking out) then it had to be for an adult, but how did the girls (maybe 18 and 8 months old at the time) call for help? I started screaming and all those people on the driveway were just staring at me. I pushed 2 firemen out of the door way and tore into the house looking for Noodle. She was sitting on the couch looking at me when I saw her.  The relief was huge but at the same time, if it wasn’t her then it was either my aunt or the baby. My aunt came around the corner and told me “I tried to call you so you wouldn’t worry when you got here….”. Turns out my aunt gave my cousin one of those orange peanut butter crackers and cousin we found out is extremely allergic to peanut products.

I don’t know what happened with the neighbor. We finished what we were doing and went inside, I didn’t want to be one of the people standing at the end of the driveway. I hope and pray that everything is ok with them, and that they paid the money of course.

You know, I think its time to suck it up and pay it myself. Sometimes you just can’t put a price on your peace of mind.

Why I Need A Job

We have a bathroom downstairs that is rarely used. If company is over that is the bathroom they use, but other than that it just sits and looks pretty.

I was cleaning the bath tub the other day (which I do every week, although no one has ever used it) and noticed the shower curtain still had the crease lines in it from when I took it out of the package 7 months ago and just hung it up.  Because I have been off for what seems like forever everything else in the house was spotless I decided I was going to iron the shower curtain. Yes, I said iron my shower curtain.

So I drug out the ironing board, which hasn’t seen the light of day in who knows how long, took down the shower curtain and started ironing.  After 20 minutes I still had creases. I decided, fine I will throw it in the washer that will get rid of the creases and the dryer will take out the wrinkles. 

I waited for the dryer to buzz and ran right in to take the shower curtain out as soon as it was done to avoid having to iron it again.

Long story short, it was back to the ironing board. I should have just left the creases, I think they were way less anyoying to me than the wrinkles I can’t seem to get out.