Me: Montana is maybe going to sleep over Saturday night.
Sky: Montana who?
Me: How many Montanas do you know?
The kids: TWO
Me: Montana your cousin and Montana who?
The kids: HANNAH MONTANA (in their best duh Mom voices)
Me: Yes. Hannah Montana is coming to sleep over Saturday night. Who wants to give up their room for her?
Couple of knuckle heads, I'm telling you!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Creepy or Resourceful...
I did my good PTA member volunteer duty at Zack's school on Friday evening. It was the annual bingo night. This is a crowd favorite and for the first time in years we had a packed house. There wasn't a seat available in the whole room. I was put on popcorn bagging duty and oh my Jon Stewart was it hot in there.
I was working with another Mom who just moved to the area. We got to chatting, we had a lot in common, and were enjoying each others' company and I was starting to think, "hey maybe we could be friends". (quit laughing people who know I don't make friends easily). Things got a little hectic while we were cleaning up and the next thing I knew she was gone. I only got her first name. I didn't get her kids names although I know their teachers.
Do you think a note to the teacher saying "Hey can I have the contact info for one of your students? I don't know WHICH student, but lets hope that only one of them has a Mom named Jane." she would think that was weird? Yeah me too.
Maybe we'll both be haunting the halls at Fall Fest.
I was working with another Mom who just moved to the area. We got to chatting, we had a lot in common, and were enjoying each others' company and I was starting to think, "hey maybe we could be friends". (quit laughing people who know I don't make friends easily). Things got a little hectic while we were cleaning up and the next thing I knew she was gone. I only got her first name. I didn't get her kids names although I know their teachers.
Do you think a note to the teacher saying "Hey can I have the contact info for one of your students? I don't know WHICH student, but lets hope that only one of them has a Mom named Jane." she would think that was weird? Yeah me too.
Maybe we'll both be haunting the halls at Fall Fest.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Dedication...
Background: Zack used his own money to purchase a used (good spending tip) blue tooth for his Xbox 360. The blue tooth is used so he can interact with the friends he links up with to play games in groups.
Zack: Mom, if I walk away, really far will my blue tooth disconnect. Like, will it only connect if it's close.
Me: Yup. It will lose connection as you get further and further away from where it is connecting.
Zack: Okay so is your bathroom really far away? Or is that close?
Me: ZACK! Were you talking on the blue tooth WHILE you were going to the bathroom?
Zack: I really really had to go and I was playing with J. He covered my men while I was going but then the blue tooth went fuzzy and disconnected.
Me: PLEASE do not talk on the blue tooth or the phone or anything else while you are going to the bathroom. No one wants to be a part of that.
Zack: Mom, if I walk away, really far will my blue tooth disconnect. Like, will it only connect if it's close.
Me: Yup. It will lose connection as you get further and further away from where it is connecting.
Zack: Okay so is your bathroom really far away? Or is that close?
Me: ZACK! Were you talking on the blue tooth WHILE you were going to the bathroom?
Zack: I really really had to go and I was playing with J. He covered my men while I was going but then the blue tooth went fuzzy and disconnected.
Me: PLEASE do not talk on the blue tooth or the phone or anything else while you are going to the bathroom. No one wants to be a part of that.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Sniff...
We walked into Skyler's school's open house last night, her little friend walks up to her, sniffs, and says "You
smell like vanilla...and sugar".
Sky had gotten into my perfume right before we left *eye roll*. She was wearing Pink Sugar.
Girlfriend must be a Super Smeller.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The Birth of an Athlete...
It's that time of year again (it feels like it's always that time of year). Zack is playing on his first advanced soccer team. The first game went a little like this (he's the goal keeper in yellow):
He was a beast and spent the whole game blocking and punting, blocking and punting. We were so incredibly proud of him. Not just because he played very well but because all of a sudden he has this enormous soccer drive/heart. He can't wait to get to practice every day. He never complains about drills or running or if practice runs an extra hour long (ahem Coach Matt I'm looking at you). He is excited just to play which is new for him. He used to be interested because he got to see his friends and to be a part of the team, but actually putting forth physical effort? No.
It didn't matter one iota to me (or to him really) that they lost on Saturday. I was insanely proud that he went out there and gave it his all, which I don't think he's actually done before. I felt like I was watching an athlete being born.
He was a beast and spent the whole game blocking and punting, blocking and punting. We were so incredibly proud of him. Not just because he played very well but because all of a sudden he has this enormous soccer drive/heart. He can't wait to get to practice every day. He never complains about drills or running or if practice runs an extra hour long (ahem Coach Matt I'm looking at you). He is excited just to play which is new for him. He used to be interested because he got to see his friends and to be a part of the team, but actually putting forth physical effort? No.
It didn't matter one iota to me (or to him really) that they lost on Saturday. I was insanely proud that he went out there and gave it his all, which I don't think he's actually done before. I felt like I was watching an athlete being born.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Owie...
I'm not going to bore you with the details of my seven hour ER visit on Sunday. Okay okay, I'll give you the diagnosis. Ovarian cyst with a side order of chemo rash (Do not enter the term "rash" into google images. I'm warning you).
It's clear from this latest incident that my body hates me. It's making a game of coming up with painful conditions to test my mettle. I'm just about ready to fold. I'm living on little pills that take away the pain and make the details of life a little fuzzy until I can see my regular doc on Friday.
Apparently when I complained about getting constant sinus infections my body said "Okay bitch, let's kick it up a notch".
I'd like to go back to the sinus infections now. Please?
It's clear from this latest incident that my body hates me. It's making a game of coming up with painful conditions to test my mettle. I'm just about ready to fold. I'm living on little pills that take away the pain and make the details of life a little fuzzy until I can see my regular doc on Friday.
Apparently when I complained about getting constant sinus infections my body said "Okay bitch, let's kick it up a notch".
I'd like to go back to the sinus infections now. Please?
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