Where to begin? By now you know that Missy is in Kindergarten, DQ is in high school, I hate getting up early and I love having alone time with Red. BUT...
I've stopped rocking in the corner. I'm out of the fetal position and actually, this isn't so bad. I might even be able to survive the year. If I don't get stupid and volunteer for a bunch of extraneous crap.
Can you say, "oh shit?" 'Cuz children, that is my new theme song. Not only am I trying to start a Girl Scout troupe, I've volunteered to investigate starting a PTA in our preschool, signed up to be on the fundraising committee at Missy's school AND do book orders for her class, plus, I'm aiming to be in charge of the calendar at preschool.
Yes, I am totally stupid and have completely over-estimated my abilities. I really hate it when I do that.
Friday, August 28, 2009
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Welcome to My World
It's a crazy one. Here's the guide.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
Mr. Clairol: My darling husband and love of my life. He's a mechanic, dyes his hair platinum blond and drives to work on a Vespa. I swear he isn't gay.
Drama Queen: My fourteen year old daughter who is frighteningly brilliant and gorgeous to boot. Of course, I am her mother.
Missy Hoohaw: The four year old daughter. She loves animals and roughhousing and earned her name by being a 28 year old Marine in a preschooler's body. No, she doesn't swear and drink. But she can run twenty miles in the rain and give a mighty Hoo-rah.
Big Red: Our toddler son, who is redheaded and proud of it. He's got a healthy temper and the sweetest smile this side of the Mississippi, so it evens out. I was worried about defending him from his sisters at first. Now, I worry about the girls.
The Beast: Our dog, who is a mutt, heavy on the Great Dane. He's named after a heavy metal guitarist in my husband's all time favorite band. This says it all, believe me.
This is my life. Try not to be too jealous.
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8 comments:
Whoa! That's a lot of stuff!
I have signed up to do absolutely nothing. Perhaps I UNDERestimate my abilities, but, well....I'm pregnant, and I just don't feel like it. I have no better excuse.
On the plus side...wait, um, nope. Nothing there. :) Except there are millions of us singing the chorus with ya - does that help? :)
You're not stupid. You're just a mom who really cares about what goes on at her children's schools. If there were more parents like you, our public school system would be much better than it is. Sure, you've probably overextended your sweet self, but your children will know that their education is important to you. And that they are important to you.
You mean I am NOT the only one!??!
Um, good luck?! :) You'll do great, I know. And the students will be better for your caring.
oh girl...youlove to torture yourself, no? back away from the volunteering!!!
dang! how bout just sitting..and doing nothing. strange, I know, but you will LOVE it once you get used to it! ;)
XOXOX
You need the T-shirt that says, "Stop me before I volunteer again!"
But I'm one to talk - I'm the Treasurer of the High School Drama Booster Club this year. Treasurer!! Like, I'm in charge of the MONEY! Yikes!
*b%4ch slap* Gurl? What u thinkin'? You should be drinking mimosas and laughing at all the over-committed moms. Oh well, I guess we can be laughed at together ;)
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