Ah bein tagged!
Tagged by Sussy! Hi Sussy!
Q)What were you doing 10 years ago?
Hm. 1996 – Married, 2 kids, starting talking about a 3rd kid [who didn’t arrive until 99] – just got our first computer, and online for the very first time! Whee! The beginning of an addiction!
The HELL?
Dude. it must be in the water at the Middle School or something! I mean seriously! The GIRL came home, and she was all “Is the boy here? I got somethin to tell ya but not in front of him!”
And so, the boy, he goes out to ManSpace, and she leans in and whispers “A BOY came and sat by me for LUNCH today! Yeah! And he’s in my band class! and my typing class! and he SAT BY ME THERE TOO! and then! Then he asked for my EMAIL ADDRESS!”
WHAT?!? SHE’S TOO YOUNG!
Gah. That’s it. Maybe it’s time to rethink this homeschooling shit…..
..and no – I didn’t tell The Boy. I did worse. i told PAPA! MUHAHAH!
Innocent Pup
Went to the Little League board meeting last night, and while I was gone, apparently the pup got bored – as I found her on the couch like this when I got home. So peaceful, so quiet, so innocent….
too bad we all know better. *L*
So.
The boy talked with AN today, and seems she had to go to her dad’s place or something, thus the lack of movie time this weekend. However, apparently, she INVITED HIM TO HER HOUSE! Invited him! to her HOUSE! He thinks she and her boyfriend are still together, so that it’s a friend deal, but he’s still pretty stoked about it, so that he’s happy still.
So I’m happy still. *grin*
Man – i gotta start sleeping with a pen and pad of paper by my bed. Woke up by the dog, and had some seriously wacked out dreams – was gonna mention some of them, but damn if I can’t remember a damn thing now! Been trying all day. Course, i do have a whole scribbled bit about crossroads or something from about 4am that may or may not become a story – but well, I gotta decifer my writing first. *L*
Other then that – not a darn thing exciting up in here and I know you don’t want to know how my back hurts so bad I think it’s punishing me for having kids, and I’m crampy and irritable. I thought not – so we’ll just say round here? it’s
Just another manic Monday.
(ooooooooh eeee ooooooooh)
Dear Old Lady at Fred Myers,
Look, I know that little tiny infant was crying. It’s clear that she was tired, hungry, and Gramma wasn’t cutting it no matter what she tried. But you know what? Wandering and saying to a complete stranger (ie: me) that Gramma should “smack that child so it has a reason to cry!” was completely inappropriate. The infant (INFANT) couldn’t have been older then 4 weeks, and it really wasn’t all that loud or piercing as an older childs cry would have been. Suggesting beating an infant as a solution is pure stupidity. I bet if momma had been tucked away in a corner nursing the baby girl to quiet her, you’d have bitched about THAT too.
To a complete stranger.
And given her the dirty look you gave me when I snapped back “She’s an INFANT and hungry/upset. Plug your ears or move the hell on outa housewares.”
Not only are you an idiot, but a bitter old bitch. Why not stay at home and send your own (likely fucked up) kids to shop for ya next time, huh?
Disgusted still, even 24 hours later..
~L
