Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
My mom wants to know...
A conversation on the radio this morning caused me to think of this story of Sonya when she was in kindergarden. When the DJ asked that listeners call in with their stories - I seriously thought about doing it - but reconsidered - which prompts me to ask - do you ever call in to radio shows? I don't know if it's because I'm in the car so long or what, but for some reason I always want to call, sometimes I do, but usually I hang up before I'm actually on the radio - what is up with me?
Anyhow, back to the story...
The principal at the elementary school is very pretty - I don't like her, actually but it's because she actually came on to my husband (I think so, and so does he) right in front of me and my son while hubby, son and I were in her office because son had done something wrong, but that's a story for another day.
OK, so she is cute, petite, has really cool kind of 80's hair (which I love), you know long, full of waves & just perfect - you get the picture. One day, while I was walking Sonya to kindergarden (this was probably 6 or 7 years after the incident with hubby), I saw her and her hair was badly in need of a dye job. I mean there was more gray than the beautiful chestnut brown that had been her color before. She must have really gone prematurely gray, because she's at least 7 or 8 years younger than me and that was way before I had to "wash that gray right outta my hair". So, I commented to no one in particular "Hmmm, I wonder why Miss D is letting her hair grow out gray." and prompty forgot about it in my haste to drop Sonya off and get to work.
A few weeks later, it was parent-teacher conferences and when I went in to see Sonya's teacher (very small town and everyone knows everyone else) she said "I have to tell you the cutest story about your daughter." I was proud that Sonya had done something that evoked this kind of enthusiasm in the teacher and couldn't wait to hear the story.
"Well," she said, "Sonya received the highest grade on her reading test last week, so her prize was to go to Miss D's office and read a book to her. While she was walking down the hall with Miss D, holding her hand, she looked up at her and said "My mom wants to know why you're letting your hair go all gray?""
My proud smile quickly faded into a face of pure horror! "Oh My God! She didn't really ask her that, did she?" I asked. "Yep, she sure did and the rest of the teachers are so glad she did - because we were all wondering the exact same thing!"
"And what did Miss D say?" I asked. "She told Sonya she just hadn't dyed it in awhile, but she guessed it was probably about time she did!" I couldn't believe it. I never said anything to Miss D about it and she never said anything to me. To this day, she is nothing but friendly to me and I've never, ever seen her hair that shade again.
Kids say the darndest things!!!
Anyhow, back to the story...
The principal at the elementary school is very pretty - I don't like her, actually but it's because she actually came on to my husband (I think so, and so does he) right in front of me and my son while hubby, son and I were in her office because son had done something wrong, but that's a story for another day.
OK, so she is cute, petite, has really cool kind of 80's hair (which I love), you know long, full of waves & just perfect - you get the picture. One day, while I was walking Sonya to kindergarden (this was probably 6 or 7 years after the incident with hubby), I saw her and her hair was badly in need of a dye job. I mean there was more gray than the beautiful chestnut brown that had been her color before. She must have really gone prematurely gray, because she's at least 7 or 8 years younger than me and that was way before I had to "wash that gray right outta my hair". So, I commented to no one in particular "Hmmm, I wonder why Miss D is letting her hair grow out gray." and prompty forgot about it in my haste to drop Sonya off and get to work.
A few weeks later, it was parent-teacher conferences and when I went in to see Sonya's teacher (very small town and everyone knows everyone else) she said "I have to tell you the cutest story about your daughter." I was proud that Sonya had done something that evoked this kind of enthusiasm in the teacher and couldn't wait to hear the story.
"Well," she said, "Sonya received the highest grade on her reading test last week, so her prize was to go to Miss D's office and read a book to her. While she was walking down the hall with Miss D, holding her hand, she looked up at her and said "My mom wants to know why you're letting your hair go all gray?""
My proud smile quickly faded into a face of pure horror! "Oh My God! She didn't really ask her that, did she?" I asked. "Yep, she sure did and the rest of the teachers are so glad she did - because we were all wondering the exact same thing!"
"And what did Miss D say?" I asked. "She told Sonya she just hadn't dyed it in awhile, but she guessed it was probably about time she did!" I couldn't believe it. I never said anything to Miss D about it and she never said anything to me. To this day, she is nothing but friendly to me and I've never, ever seen her hair that shade again.
Kids say the darndest things!!!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Get on the bus!!!!
OK, I know I haven't posted in awhile - but you know how it goes.
Conversation on Thursday with my College Kid
Her: Mom, Jess and I are thinking about coming home this weekend. I told her I'd pay half the gas.
Me: OK
Her (1 hour later): Mom, Jess doesn't know if she's coming home. I'm going to offer to pay all the gas, because I really want to come home.
Me: OK
Her (2 hours later): Mom, Jess isn't coming home. She really wants to, but her mom really doesn't want her to spend the money. I guess I'll take the bus, can you get me a ticket?
Me: OK, are you sure she won't change her mind?
Her: No, she won't change her mind.
Her (1 hour later): Mom, did you get my ticket?
Me: Not yet. I was waiting to make sure she didn't change her mind.
Her: She won't change her mind. I've been trying to talk her into it, but she's definitely not coming home this weekend. Can you get the ticket?
Me: Sure. I do it in a little while
Her (1 hour later): Mom, did you get the ticket yet?
I ignored this last text message at 9:45 last night because I thought Jess might change her mind overnight.
Me (this morning): Good Morning! Are you still coming home? Did Jess decide to come home?
Her: No, she's not coming home.
Me: OK, I ordered your ticket online. You're leaving at 3pm. Here are the directions to the bus station, I will meet you in St. Louis is 5:15pm
Her: OK, I'll see you then! Yay!
Her (2:40pm - 20 minutes before the bus leaves): Mom, Jess wants to ride the bus home too. Can you wait and pick us up at 11:30pm?
Me: NO!!!!! Get on the bus! It leaves in 20 minutes. Jess should have decided before now that she was gonna ride the bus. I cannot believe you are changing your plans now.
Her: Mom, why are you so angry with me?
Me: Heather, I asked you 82 times if you were sure Jess wasn't coming home before I ordered the ticket! Get on the bus! You're going to miss it and it's a non-refundable ticket! Get on the bus!
Her: I'm gonna call my dad to see if he can pick me up at 11:30, but then I'll have to stay there all night and I don't want to. Will you call Aunt Shelly and see if she will pick me up?
Me: NO!!!!! Get on the bus! Call your dad! Whatever! I'm out~call me when you figure it out.
Her (10 minutes later): Mom. Here's the plan. Jess' mom said she will pay all the gas home and I have exchanged my ticket for one leaving 2 weeks from now. I'm going to ride home with Jess tonight and we will take the bus home together in 2 weeks.
Me: Whatever - call me when you're on your way. Love you!
Her: Love you too!
Conversation on Thursday with my College Kid
Her: Mom, Jess and I are thinking about coming home this weekend. I told her I'd pay half the gas.
Me: OK
Her (1 hour later): Mom, Jess doesn't know if she's coming home. I'm going to offer to pay all the gas, because I really want to come home.
Me: OK
Her (2 hours later): Mom, Jess isn't coming home. She really wants to, but her mom really doesn't want her to spend the money. I guess I'll take the bus, can you get me a ticket?
Me: OK, are you sure she won't change her mind?
Her: No, she won't change her mind.
Her (1 hour later): Mom, did you get my ticket?
Me: Not yet. I was waiting to make sure she didn't change her mind.
Her: She won't change her mind. I've been trying to talk her into it, but she's definitely not coming home this weekend. Can you get the ticket?
Me: Sure. I do it in a little while
Her (1 hour later): Mom, did you get the ticket yet?
I ignored this last text message at 9:45 last night because I thought Jess might change her mind overnight.
Me (this morning): Good Morning! Are you still coming home? Did Jess decide to come home?
Her: No, she's not coming home.
Me: OK, I ordered your ticket online. You're leaving at 3pm. Here are the directions to the bus station, I will meet you in St. Louis is 5:15pm
Her: OK, I'll see you then! Yay!
Her (2:40pm - 20 minutes before the bus leaves): Mom, Jess wants to ride the bus home too. Can you wait and pick us up at 11:30pm?
Me: NO!!!!! Get on the bus! It leaves in 20 minutes. Jess should have decided before now that she was gonna ride the bus. I cannot believe you are changing your plans now.
Her: Mom, why are you so angry with me?
Me: Heather, I asked you 82 times if you were sure Jess wasn't coming home before I ordered the ticket! Get on the bus! You're going to miss it and it's a non-refundable ticket! Get on the bus!
Her: I'm gonna call my dad to see if he can pick me up at 11:30, but then I'll have to stay there all night and I don't want to. Will you call Aunt Shelly and see if she will pick me up?
Me: NO!!!!! Get on the bus! Call your dad! Whatever! I'm out~call me when you figure it out.
Her (10 minutes later): Mom. Here's the plan. Jess' mom said she will pay all the gas home and I have exchanged my ticket for one leaving 2 weeks from now. I'm going to ride home with Jess tonight and we will take the bus home together in 2 weeks.
Me: Whatever - call me when you're on your way. Love you!
Her: Love you too!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Palin's speech - not as great as Obama's
I was reading 3Carnations blog and she wondered if the shoe was on the opposite foot (if Palin was a democrat) would things be the same? I commented on her blog and then thought it would make for a good post on my own blog, so pretty much copied what I wrote there. Hope you don't mind.
First of all, yes, I do believe that if Palin was Obama's running mate, the same would be going on - only the Republicans would be doing the bashing. No matter what they say, it's always gonna be politics as usual.
I've not yet made up my mind which way to go. I did enjoy Sarah Palin's speech last night, but not as much as I enjoyed Obama's last week - I'll wait to hear from McCain himself though before judging, though something tells me that his speech will lack the charisma that Barrack's had.
Sarah Palin does scare me some though. I am pro-choice, even though that would not be a choice I'd make at this time in my life, I do believe that it is my choice and every other woman's choice. I'm not saying I feel it's right, but I also don't feel the government should make that choice for me.
It scares me that she wanted to remove some books from the library in Alaska. I need to do more research on this, but I don't feel that censorship is a government right either. I feel certain things should be kept from those under 18, but I do not feel the government should decide what a grown person can read. I am totally against censhorship by the government. I was a long time listener of Howard Stern and yes, sometimes I had to turn it off because I was sickened by some of the segments he broadcasted - but I listened to most all of his monologues and his discussions with Robin and Artie - I loved those - I actually learned quite a bit about politics from him over the years. I didn't agreed with everything he did or said, but it was MY CHOICE to listen to him and MY CHOICE to switch the station if he said or did something I didn't like. I cannot imagine a country where the government decided what I could listen to or watch on TV.
One other thing - I liked that she brought her family out last night and that they all held their heads high - they should. They have something to be proud of - a close-knit family that has some of the same struggles that we all have to go through. They're getting by, just like the rest of us. I do feel, however, that she should have addressed some of the bigger issues (not the family-related ones) like the economy and what the plan will be to fix it.
I'm still gathering info and I want to make an informed decision and if I had to vote tomorrow, I honestly can't say who I'd vote for. Right now, it's a toss up.
First of all, yes, I do believe that if Palin was Obama's running mate, the same would be going on - only the Republicans would be doing the bashing. No matter what they say, it's always gonna be politics as usual.
I've not yet made up my mind which way to go. I did enjoy Sarah Palin's speech last night, but not as much as I enjoyed Obama's last week - I'll wait to hear from McCain himself though before judging, though something tells me that his speech will lack the charisma that Barrack's had.
Sarah Palin does scare me some though. I am pro-choice, even though that would not be a choice I'd make at this time in my life, I do believe that it is my choice and every other woman's choice. I'm not saying I feel it's right, but I also don't feel the government should make that choice for me.
It scares me that she wanted to remove some books from the library in Alaska. I need to do more research on this, but I don't feel that censorship is a government right either. I feel certain things should be kept from those under 18, but I do not feel the government should decide what a grown person can read. I am totally against censhorship by the government. I was a long time listener of Howard Stern and yes, sometimes I had to turn it off because I was sickened by some of the segments he broadcasted - but I listened to most all of his monologues and his discussions with Robin and Artie - I loved those - I actually learned quite a bit about politics from him over the years. I didn't agreed with everything he did or said, but it was MY CHOICE to listen to him and MY CHOICE to switch the station if he said or did something I didn't like. I cannot imagine a country where the government decided what I could listen to or watch on TV.
One other thing - I liked that she brought her family out last night and that they all held their heads high - they should. They have something to be proud of - a close-knit family that has some of the same struggles that we all have to go through. They're getting by, just like the rest of us. I do feel, however, that she should have addressed some of the bigger issues (not the family-related ones) like the economy and what the plan will be to fix it.
I'm still gathering info and I want to make an informed decision and if I had to vote tomorrow, I honestly can't say who I'd vote for. Right now, it's a toss up.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Heather is gone to college...
She came home this weekend and had a surprise for me...
She got a tattoo! It is a skull with a pink bow on it - it is the ugliest thing I've ever seen. I knew she would be getting one because she's been talking about it for a couple of years, but before I left her at college only 2 short weeks ago - I told her (and my sister heard me) "If you are going to get a tattoo - think long and hard about it and make sure you get something that means something to you. It will be permanent and I want you to be able to look at it 50 years from now and know that it meant something"
So, what does she get? A fucking skull with a bow!!! When asked why she chose that, she answered "it was free" -- Hmnm! Thank you Mizzou for making packets of "free" stuff available to your students. It's not enough for you to charge $8500 for classes and $3000 for a room for 4 months, and $1000 for one meal each day and $700 for books for said classes - you also like to give out "free" stuff to students - Coupons for a "free" tattoo at a local tattoo parlor - Anything on this wall is free~take your pick.
I would have rather paid $500 for a decent fucking tattoo!!!! But hey, she likes it and like my sister said "If that is how she expresses herself, then so be it" - I just can't wait for her to have to go through the teenaged years:)
It is on her back between her shoulder blades (at least it's not a tramp stamp - I'm sure Sonya will have that area covered!) She told me early last week that she had a surprise for me and when she asked me Friday night if I was ready for my surprise - I thought she had a little present for me - you know, for being such a great mom! Boy, was I wrong- I was really pissed, but I'm over it now - she really is a good kid and if this is the worst she does (This better be the worst she does) then I'm OK with it. Darrell was mad, but he's over it too. When we took her back to Columbia Monday the last thing he said to her was "NO MORE TATTOOS!" If she gets anymore - no more help from us for college - she's on her own!!!
When I asked her what she was going to think when she was 70 years old and the skull was hanging down over her asshole - Colby promptly answered for her "She'll think - man, what a good time I had in college" Great - thanks, Colby.
Anyone else ever experience this? How are you supposed to handle it? I'm not a tattoo person, myself, but I do like some tattoos on certain people - just not my kid. Why do kids do this stuff?
She got a tattoo! It is a skull with a pink bow on it - it is the ugliest thing I've ever seen. I knew she would be getting one because she's been talking about it for a couple of years, but before I left her at college only 2 short weeks ago - I told her (and my sister heard me) "If you are going to get a tattoo - think long and hard about it and make sure you get something that means something to you. It will be permanent and I want you to be able to look at it 50 years from now and know that it meant something"
So, what does she get? A fucking skull with a bow!!! When asked why she chose that, she answered "it was free" -- Hmnm! Thank you Mizzou for making packets of "free" stuff available to your students. It's not enough for you to charge $8500 for classes and $3000 for a room for 4 months, and $1000 for one meal each day and $700 for books for said classes - you also like to give out "free" stuff to students - Coupons for a "free" tattoo at a local tattoo parlor - Anything on this wall is free~take your pick.
I would have rather paid $500 for a decent fucking tattoo!!!! But hey, she likes it and like my sister said "If that is how she expresses herself, then so be it" - I just can't wait for her to have to go through the teenaged years:)
It is on her back between her shoulder blades (at least it's not a tramp stamp - I'm sure Sonya will have that area covered!) She told me early last week that she had a surprise for me and when she asked me Friday night if I was ready for my surprise - I thought she had a little present for me - you know, for being such a great mom! Boy, was I wrong- I was really pissed, but I'm over it now - she really is a good kid and if this is the worst she does (This better be the worst she does) then I'm OK with it. Darrell was mad, but he's over it too. When we took her back to Columbia Monday the last thing he said to her was "NO MORE TATTOOS!" If she gets anymore - no more help from us for college - she's on her own!!!
When I asked her what she was going to think when she was 70 years old and the skull was hanging down over her asshole - Colby promptly answered for her "She'll think - man, what a good time I had in college" Great - thanks, Colby.
Anyone else ever experience this? How are you supposed to handle it? I'm not a tattoo person, myself, but I do like some tattoos on certain people - just not my kid. Why do kids do this stuff?
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