Dec 052008
We’ve got nearly one week of December under our belts and so far I’m not impressed. See, December is usually my most favorite of all the months. There’s my birthday, Christmas and New Years. There’s colder temperatures and snow. There’s festive music and lots of holiday candy. What isn’t to love (don’t answer that)?
So far, December has left me underwhelmed.
- We have a budget crunch that is causing all sorts of stress and drama. Worrying about crap like this does not do wonders for ones Christmas spirit.
- Harry’s school is cheesing me off too. They have a “Holiday Shop” every year, staffed by the PTA, where kids can go and spend a couple bucks on presents for their family. We sent Harry on Monday with $20. All week long, he’s told us the shop is closed during recess, the only time he really has to go to it, since he takes the bus after school. So Kile drove him to school this morning so they could be there when this thing theoretically “opened”. Turns out? They’ve been having a hard time staffing it so it’s only been open after school. Yep, when Harry has to take the bus home. Kile is planning to take off work early on Monday and pick him up so he can go to the Holiday Shop at long, long last. In the meantime, I think this is awfully prejudiced against the poor kids who have to take the bus. Boo!
- Harry put his iPod in the wash. Yep, the one we JUST got him for his birthday. The one that we got to replace the mp3 player that he put in the wash several months ago.
- What the HECK. It’s like constantly 55 degrees during the day here. And that’s the forcast for the next week as well. This is NOT Christmas weather. I better see some snow and SOON, damnit.
So what’s cheesing you off this week?
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Bear takes the SAT tomorrow. I live in one of the largest cities in the country, but still have to drive 45 minutes to test site in another city because they don’t offer the SAT here. Oh, and the test site? That’d be at the school that’s always on the news for being one of the most dangerous in the country. The kicker? He can’t bring a mobile to call me to be picked up, not even if the proctor holds it during testing. So he gets to drive alone in an unfamiliar dangerous neighborhood, or I get to wait alone at scary school until he’s finished.
Of course, I might not be so cheesed if out of town guests weren’t arriving tomorrow, too. Ah for a hard working clone!
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TURNING 30.
Whoa Joie, that’s extremely frightening! While I grew up down in the city, living in the country for so long has softened me up so much I just might soil myself if I had to deal with what you are dealing with! Yikes. Be sure *you* have a cell phone on you, at least. If you must sit in the car outside the scary school, look like you are talking on the phone as much as possible. That way, anyone who might wanna mess with you will at least think twice as they will think you are in contact with someone else.
And Marilyn, I only gots a coupla things to say…
Schools…usually suck. I know. I used to teach. Right now my daughter’s school is on MY Sack-o-Crap list, argh!!! Why? Pick something. That’s it. All of it.
And…cold? You want cold? I haz it. And it’s so much the lovelier that The Scary Car has no blinkin’ heat. Yeah. Try driving 45 minutes (at least) every day when it’s 15 degrees or so with no heat. The other day my fingers were so cold they were white! I had to run them under warm water for a bit and when they pinked up they hurt to high heavens! Frost bite, anyone? Moon don’t no like the cold, no sirreee.
For whatever it’s worth…welcome to my world. I *am* the original Scrooge. I have never much liked “the holidays”, except for the “holiday” part.
Moon HalloranLeadys last blog post..Eeesh, the screaming! (oh and some more about Dar)
Oh, Rhi? I would KILL to be 30 again! Enjoy it, babe. It’s the best year of your life. Really. I assure you.
Myself. I set some serious goals this week, and I failed miserably on all of them. Somehow it became tradition that we mail cookies to a few people for Christmas. And I had it all planned. The baking days, the running to the post office days. And I didn’t do it.
And I have this cross stitch I’m working on (I’m really starting to hate the color brown) and I had it all planned out, where I should be on it by this point. And I’m nowhere near where I wanted to be.
And your birthday present is going to be late, Marilyn. Because I failed on the goals I had set for that, too! So, basically, I’m mad at myself. For my continued failure of reaching preset goals just because I’m a lazy procrastinator.
‘kin have some of that 55 degree thing? The wind is just whipping through the windows and it’s dang cold here!
Ah well. Playing hooky today, so at least I don’t have to have about the driving in The Scary Car with no heat. ::yay::
Oh and I don’t normally pimp my blog, but every mom of a baby girl needs to go read. I never thought I would be in this situation. Goddess…they are so cute when they are babies but ack they turn into monsters!
Marilyn….hold Evie close, and hope this never happens to *you/her*…
lurves y’all
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