Showing posts with label vent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vent. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Random Wednesday Confessions...

- I think Elf on the Shelf is a bit freaky looking and have no intentions of him gracing my home.  It seems like work (for me, the parent) and promotes tattling.  I think I will stick with, 'hey behave, because your presents can go back to the store or to other good little boys and girls." Or, Santa has a list and he will know... all without having a freaky little doll in our house.  Plus, tattling? So annoying. 

- I judge the lunches my students bring.  Rice crispy treats, peanut butter crackers and fruit snacks? Not a meal.  Nutrigran bar, chips and cookies? Not a meal.  There are some really good ones.  Apple, pepper slices, half a peanut butter sandwich, milk and sometimes dessert.  Oh and lunchables are so gross looking.  The meat and cheese make me want to puke!

- I have four loads of laundry to fold, a dishwasher to unload and dishes to wash but instead last night I Christmas shopped online, caught up on blogs and facebook.

- I really hope my kids learn their songs for our Winter Program soon because I don't want my off-key, tone deaf voice to be the ones parents hear singing.

- I bought 3 boxes of girl scout cookies and one box stayed in my car.

- Sometimes, err 99 percent of the time, I try to pawn my child off to her father when I smell she has a poopy diaper. ;)

- I sneaked a peek at my amazon wish list to see if anyone bought anything off of it (they did!!!).

- When people call me mama it takes a lot of self-control not to yell swear words at them.  I have a freaking name.

- I'm so brain dead, I forgot the 'really good' confession I had.

- When I read stay-at-home moms say they they are there for ALL of the milestones and with their kid 24/7 and know what they do all day it makes me stabby.  Unless you are a deadbeat parent, you ARE there for all the milestones, you DO know what your kid is doing and who the heck wants to be with anyone 24/7.  But, that might be my insane need for alone time coming through on that last one.  Frankly, the first time you see your kid crawl is the first time your kid crawls.  He/she could have been crawling forever in their crib when you are asleep and you too, could have missed 'the first time.'  I know what my kid does when I'm away from her, because I ask.  Not too hard.  Do I need to see her 24/7 to survive? No.  It's stupid comments like, "I get to be there for ALL milestones," with emphasis added, that make more women feel insecure in their parenting choices. 

- I like being away from my child.  And my husband.

- I wish some of the 'older crowd' never got on facebook.  Or, someone taught them they don't need status updates every day or telling us exactly what they are doing.  Life happens, even if it is not recorded on social media.

- I cannot wait until Christmas break.

What would you like to confess?

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Three Things

1. I just realized I threw away my flash drive. It had been sitting in my leaf shaped bowl in safe keeping. (Why it wasn't in my office, I don't know). I just was thinking about making a Christmas post about last year in DK and realized um, idiot here threw it away in the garbage the other day!!!!! I am so angry at myself because I did not double safe everything. Especially, my lesson plans and some worksheets. The good news? It is still outside in the garbage. The bad news? Um, this pregnant lady does NOT want to go dumpster picking for the damn flash drive. Ughhhhhhhhhh.

2. I hate pale baby pink. I mean I find it hideous. I will never buy your baby girl baby pink clothes. I like hot pink. I hate how people seem to think I will get over it and love it if this child is a girl. UM NO. It is ugly. If you insist on purchasing it for my child, expect it to be returned and I will use it to buy diapers or a nicer outfit. I really don't see how 'sticking it' to me is going to work. I decide what is going on my child and it won't be that crappy pink. And yes, I will be grateful for any and all gifts I get for my kid, but for those who know about my hatred of pale pink and do it anyway to be funny? Think again. It's going back.

3. In teaching, I get so irritated when I come across the kids that you just KNOW are allowed to get away with things. When they repeatedly ask you the same thing over and over when you give the EXACT same answer over and over. It is so obvious they are used to someone giving in. Sorry bucko, I say what I mean and if you want to play the stubborn game, I win every time. Oh and crocodile fake tears? Really not working. Especially, if you are a 5TH GRADE BOY.

What is pulling your chain today?