Books! ‘n other stuff!
Thanks for all the helpful hints on the Pup’s reading problem, guys! I am looking into several of them, and then today took her to the Bookstore, and let her pick out WHATEVER BOOK she wanted.
Then I spent an hour telling her that NO. that did not include BABY BOOKS that were for INFANTS and TODDLERS. Heh.
So. She didn’t want anything ‘too hard’ and I explained that we were looking for something to challenge her, that she’ll like, and she said “that’s too hard.” and I sat down to watch her go through books and books and books and. She didn’t even want the dragonology books, that are GLORIOUSly beautiful, or anything like that. She didn’t want a WEREWOLF story – which was like SLICING my heart out. She looked and looked and looked.
And then, there it was. Proof that the pup undeniably has some of MY GENES in there somewhere. Proof she was INDEED mine. She found her books. She picked the one.
THE ONE.
English Roses written by….
*wipes tear* I’m *so* proud! Of course, after I told her that was fine and we’d get it, and that it was written by Madonna, she went…
“…who’s Madonna?”
It was like she RIPPED OUT my heart and ATE it! But she’s young. I have time to teach her. *chuckling*
And – so a certain Canadian will be Happy since she’s been telling me to get this series for months and I never can remember the name of it when I’m actually shopping for books and such, and then I can’t remember who writes it, or anything about it because under all the hair color I AM blond you know.
Well I was walking by a shelf and they were ALL RIGHT THERE – three of them, right at eye level and they JUMPED into my arms and proclaimed their undying love for me and that I! Must! Have! THEM! and so, Mei? are you HAPPY NOW? I’d better like em, you know! You KNOW how I am about my happy endings!
(PS. TG – I’m NOT KIDDING! Hell. to. PAY! ahem.)
So. Then, after the bookstore, with the pup proudly holding her book. By MADONNA. We went to look for birthday presents for The Girl, who turns 12 on Friday. My baby. TWELVE! Gah. Anyway, while we were there, we picked her up a new swimsuit, because part of her party involves a trip to the local pool with her girlfriends, and she needs a new one and so yes! New swimsuit.
Please tell me, why EVERY SWIMSUIT I looked at in her size, everything above infants/girls came complete with BOOBAGE PADDING? She is TWELVE people! She NEEDS NO BOOBAGE PADDING! It’s bad enough i had to buy her a REAL BRA recently – but padding of the boobage in swimsuits? this should NOT BE ALLOWED!
Cute little dangly jewels on the belt? Sure. PADDING? NO!
Harumph.
Clearly I’m handling this growing up stuff REALLY WELL, huh? heh.
PS…
This commercial? Cracks me up EVERY SINGLE TIME!
Now me and The Girl go around quoting it. “i LOVE you! You never hated me and you NEVER WILL!” “you are the most GRATEFUL little….”
So (a needle pulling thread…. la!)
Yesterday I did it. I finally bit the bullet, screwed up the courage, took charge of destiny, so on, so forth… and made the call.
That’s right – the call.
I called the High School where the boy will begin attending in just 3 short weeks. (YAY! BACK TO SCHOOL!) (holy crap – HIGH SCHOOL!)(GAH! only three weeks to get ready!) (BACK TO SCHOOL!) To the great amusement of the secretary, we had the following conversation:
So. Um, yeah. I’m a nervous first time freshman mom…
….do you have the right number? (She was totally thinking “Prehaps you meant planned parenthood..”)
oh! no! I mean my SON is gonna be a freshman and I’m his mom…
(laughter) Oh! Ok, yes. Can I help you?
After that point, she oh so nicely assured me that his classes will be set for him and he can get a schedule when he attends the Freshman (OMFG. FRESHMAN. in HIGH SCHOOL!) orientation the night before school starts and even told me when the first bell rings and yes. So. nervous first time freshman mom is nervously awaiting orientation. Which I can’t attend because it’s for the KIDS ONLY. and getting info outa him, being all teenager-y and stuff will be like this:
So, how’d it go?
Fine.
Got everything you need – schedules and locker and stuff?
I guess.
You ready for tomorrow?
Whatever.
Oh. This is gonna be So! Much! Fun!
(…kill me now. heh.)
Then someone asked me if we had had The Talk yet in preparation for this whole HS experience. My Reply? “You mean the one that starts ‘I’LL F’IN KILL YOU if you even THINK of making me a gramma before I’m EIGHTY-TWO 50′ – then yes.”
Heh.
(I’m so doomed.)
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In other news – I stayed up all night reading Book 9, Phantom, in the Sword of Truth Series by Terry Goodkind that arrived in the mail yesterday. I finally collapsed bout 3/4 the way through around 7am. I finished it about an hour ago. (these are not LITTLE books) And all I gotta say is….
AUGH! WHAT DO YOU MEAN the next (and FINAL! SOB!) one is not coming out till 2008?!?!? I MUST know what HAPPENS!
PS. Terry Goodkind? Please be aware that if I do not get my fairy tale happy ever after ending after TEN YEARS of waiting and hoping and praying and RIPPING MY HEART OUT for the plyght of Richard and Kahlan? THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY!
Ahem. as Catie would say – it was *very* “heart stabbity”
(He SAW HER! and she SAW HIM! there was a MOMENT, PEOPLE! A Shared MOMENT! but she doesn’t REMEMBER anything! But she WANTS TOO and he was so HAPPY for just a GLIMPSE And they are both CAPTIVES of the EVIL MAN! OMG! AUGH!) *stabbity STAB!!*
HELL to PAY. Seriously.
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In other news. Heh. Crazy people coming to my lil site and not finding what they expected/wanted…
should i take off my shoes and socks to rest my sprained ankle – um. Sure, but I hope you didn’t wait for my official opinion…. cuz whew. stinky!
photo of disguise – um. If i took a photo of it, and showed it to you, it KINDA defeats the purpose of my wearing a disguise to STALK YOU WITH!
“monkey girl” superhero – bwahahhaah! Who wants to be a superhero? *g*
feel suffocating – maybe if you took your shoes off…
girl hot dog on a stick make lemonade – Boy watches with camera, thirsty.
boy drill moms – unless he’s a dentist? I don’t wanna know.
nakid cartoon girls – um. not here!
pitchers OF DIRTY /COPS – Who told you my Drink de Jour’s special ingredient?!?
Clearly I’m loving the “Short Stat” plugin I recently installed. *Grin*
So whassup wit’choo?
Reading with the Pup.
The Pup: There’s nothing to DOOOOO!
Me: Read a book.
Pup: Do i HAVE too?
Me: Yes. School starts in 3 weeks, you haven’t been practicing!
Pup: *grumbles*
A little while later – she’s reading If you Send a Mouse to School, and asking me the words she doesn’t know, stumbling over a few, and breezing through others.
Pup: MOM! What does THIS spell? S C I E N C E
Me: Sound it out.
Pup: I DID!
Me: Science.
Pup: Oh. What does THIS spell? T H E N
Me: Oh for the love of…. Then.
Pup: *reads* Then he’ll want to do a science experiment.
Me:…… YOU can’t sound out THEN but you can read EXPERIMENT without a single stumble???
Pup:….yeah, and?
The mind. She BOGGLES. *L* CLEARLY the pup can read much better then she wants anyone to know – when she wants too. Which just cracks me up. Any ideas on how to foster a love of reading in a VERY stubborn 7 year old? My other two discovered it on their own at her age, wanting to stay up late and read a bit before bedtime (they got to stay up a bit later, and I wouldn’t yell) but the pup, she is a different creature alltogether. Any ideas? Hillbilly Mom? I don’t want my pup to become one of your DoNots! Any helpful hints or do I just continue to ride it out until she makes up her own mind?
I know the above comes off as I’m a little short, but she’s halfway through and asking me every other word – words I KNOW she KNOWS – also, she’s asking me the SAME words, and I’m very much on the “sound it out” waggon, and help. I just cut out all the extras for posting sake.
I’m very patient… to a point. Now I want to beat her with the book and hope it sinks in through osmosis. heh. She is so bloody STUBBORN. And she’s read this book MILLIONS OF TIMES over and over. So. Yeah. Suggestions that don’t involve me beating her senseless or slamming my head into a wall – toss em at me.
So….
….remember when I mentioned this upcoming reality show that was SO UNBELIEVABLE that i HAD to see it? yeah? It was “Who wants to be a SuperHero” and it debuted tonight on the Sci-Fi channel.
Oh. My. Fucking. God. I haven’t laughed so hard in WEEKS! They were so SERIOUS and so FLAKEY and Stan Lee being all SERIOUS and yelling at them for partying and the ROTIART who was a TRAITOR and had been coping everything they said and kicked off the boy Levity for wanting to make action figures of himself and the guy with the big gun (HELLO? Compensating much???) The Iron Enforcer, and the abigiously Gay dude and… Monkey girl. And Fat Mama. And…and…and.
I seriously, seriously recommend this show. It has “drinking game” written all over it! I swear! Take a shot everytime they reference their Special Powers! Take a shot everytime the Gay Dude does jazz fingers! 1 shot for each time Stan Lee says “superheros!” A drink for each Challenge! A drink for each time Monkey girl makes monkey noises! A drink for each STUPID CATCH PHRASE! A drink for each time Fat Mama’s Donuts fall off her belt! A drink for each fade to comic book image! Trust me! After 15 minutes you’ll be a PUDDLE OF GIGGLING DRUNKEN GLEE!
Seriously… it’s… it’s… and the ELIMINATION! Only 4 of the 10 discovered REAL CHALLENGE in the ‘change in public’ first test! AND THEN! The TEARFUL apology of Monkey Girl and how she’ll Never Fail Stan Lee AGAIN!
ALWAYS SAVE THE CRYING GIRL! sheesh. Superhero 101!!!
So long, Levity and Nitro G – we hardly knew you!
Remember!
….But as they’re about to learn, it takes more than a sharp costume and cool powers to be a hero — because for a true superhero, it’s what kind of person you are that counts the most….
BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!

