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Enough already with the Michael Jackson coverage! I have never been a Michael Jackson worshiper and I didn't think the media ever was; does the term Wacko Jacko ring a bell? Now for two weeks all we've seen on all forms of media are Michael Jackson this and that. I don't watch regular TV in my home, however when I go to the gym, it is on those TV's. Every time I login to check my yahoo account, there's his scary mug on the front page.
We've all been asking the question why did he go white for years. Now that he's dead (and in my opinion to gain more news coverage and ratings) the mystery is "really" going to be revealed. I don't care!
I saw a poll this morning on the news:
"Are you worried about Michael Jackson's kids?"
WHAT? Are you kidding me? I was more worried about them when he was caring for them!! Why does it matter if I'm worried about his kids. They aren't my kids and I could never do anything about it...so why point my nose into someone else's business with the media's provocation and invitation?
I admit, when I was 8 years old I thought the song "Beat it" was cool. More than twenty years later I've moved on to more interesting artists whose songs I like better.
I'm sorry that his life ended so suddenly. No one is promised tomorrow and we never know when we're going to go. Instead of dragging this on and on and on...let us get on with our lives so that we can make the best of them instead of being depressed over a pop star who passed on.
I'm done now. Thank you.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
We took lots of pictures of our family over the holiday weekend. Today I took the opportunity to look through them, which turn out to be more like critiquing them. A theme I saw more and more in all the pictures of me was how tired I looked. My eyes were so sleepy looking. After looking at Hannah's youthful appearance, even with her too big of teeth and too long of hair she hasn't quite grown into yet, her eyes were always bright and her skin smooth. How fast that youthful appearance tends to flee. While I washed my now short hair today, I thought about why I was so tired.
I'm tired of fighting with kids that fight with each other.
Going to bed too late.
Getting up too early.
Listening to Aristocats for the 40th time this week.
Dealing with one autistic kid that does too much.
Dealing with another autistic kid that does too little.
Cleaning.
Stress from just....struggling: finances, homeschooling, medical issues.
Does this read so easily on people's appearances?
Almost 4 years ago I found myself standing in the cosmetics aisle with Shiloah and another friend. They found me some under eye make up that helped with the tired look, only now I can't find it and am forced to search for it. This might as well be a search for the Holy Grail for me. The make-up aisle is a bit scary to me...what do you do with it all? How do I know what to do with foundation, powder, dust, mineral blush, glitter, and I've seen some women use lipstick as blush...do I do that instead? How do I get rid of the dark circles under my eyes? Hemorrhoid cream, highlighter, or Spackle? Do I wear blue eye shadow or pink? Lipstick: I usually end up getting a color meant for dark skin, not pasty white, which makes me look even paler and a little bit on the evil vampire side. I just stick to chapstick now. So, I just don't go down this aisle. Unfortunately, my favorite store moved my facial wash to the make up aisle now and I'm forced to get lost wandering the make up section, getting side tracked by all the other offers of beauty and colors. This has gotten me to thinking that maybe a little make up might help in the sleepy eyed looks department.
This doesn't help that about 8 years ago my sister told me on my 27th birthday, "Maybe you should think about wearing make up now. After all, you are 27 now." She made it sound like 27 is 87.
Anyway, moving on. I had a point here, when I was thinking about all this and forming this blog post in my mind. Something along the lines of how when you feel like you've been dragged through the trenches of motherhood, not just IN the trenches....How do you feel and look when you have really laughed? Maybe this is the best make up of all.
This week I made zucchini muffins that Simeon referred to as Bikini muffins. Joshua finally potty trained (Praise the good Lord!!), and one day, left on there while we had a discussion about William Clark that took about 20 more minutes, he poked his head around the bathroom door and yelled "I done!". Ammon has learned to hug our legs, give open mouthed kisses (slobber and all), and refers to everyone as Dad. So, when I come home, I get "Hi, Dad!". Hannah put a price sticker on her leg and then announced she is now $12.85. I found a new store full of the prettiest stuff. I watched a bird take a bath. I have a husband who reloaded 232 songs back on my Ipod after my kids reformatted it. These are things to be happy about and I suppose, if you looked at your life, your kids, your husband, your job, you'll find many, many more things to be happy and joyful about. Better than all the make up in the world.
*I'm not anti-make up. Just so you know.*
I'm tired of fighting with kids that fight with each other.
Going to bed too late.
Getting up too early.
Listening to Aristocats for the 40th time this week.
Dealing with one autistic kid that does too much.
Dealing with another autistic kid that does too little.
Cleaning.
Stress from just....struggling: finances, homeschooling, medical issues.
Does this read so easily on people's appearances?
Almost 4 years ago I found myself standing in the cosmetics aisle with Shiloah and another friend. They found me some under eye make up that helped with the tired look, only now I can't find it and am forced to search for it. This might as well be a search for the Holy Grail for me. The make-up aisle is a bit scary to me...what do you do with it all? How do I know what to do with foundation, powder, dust, mineral blush, glitter, and I've seen some women use lipstick as blush...do I do that instead? How do I get rid of the dark circles under my eyes? Hemorrhoid cream, highlighter, or Spackle? Do I wear blue eye shadow or pink? Lipstick: I usually end up getting a color meant for dark skin, not pasty white, which makes me look even paler and a little bit on the evil vampire side. I just stick to chapstick now. So, I just don't go down this aisle. Unfortunately, my favorite store moved my facial wash to the make up aisle now and I'm forced to get lost wandering the make up section, getting side tracked by all the other offers of beauty and colors. This has gotten me to thinking that maybe a little make up might help in the sleepy eyed looks department.
This doesn't help that about 8 years ago my sister told me on my 27th birthday, "Maybe you should think about wearing make up now. After all, you are 27 now." She made it sound like 27 is 87.
Anyway, moving on. I had a point here, when I was thinking about all this and forming this blog post in my mind. Something along the lines of how when you feel like you've been dragged through the trenches of motherhood, not just IN the trenches....How do you feel and look when you have really laughed? Maybe this is the best make up of all.
This week I made zucchini muffins that Simeon referred to as Bikini muffins. Joshua finally potty trained (Praise the good Lord!!), and one day, left on there while we had a discussion about William Clark that took about 20 more minutes, he poked his head around the bathroom door and yelled "I done!". Ammon has learned to hug our legs, give open mouthed kisses (slobber and all), and refers to everyone as Dad. So, when I come home, I get "Hi, Dad!". Hannah put a price sticker on her leg and then announced she is now $12.85. I found a new store full of the prettiest stuff. I watched a bird take a bath. I have a husband who reloaded 232 songs back on my Ipod after my kids reformatted it. These are things to be happy about and I suppose, if you looked at your life, your kids, your husband, your job, you'll find many, many more things to be happy and joyful about. Better than all the make up in the world.
*I'm not anti-make up. Just so you know.*
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Way Back in the Day
This past week were all out weeding our garden and Jesse found a fossilized rib bone. Just laying there. I don't know how we didn't notice when we tilled, or if all the rain resurfaced it, but it was pretty cool. We took it to the Wood Gallery here, where they specialize in fossils and petrified wood. They estimated the bone piece to be 40,000 years old. We've also been able to find petrified wood just laying around in our backyard too. Some days, I really wish I was an archeologist. That sounds so exciting right about now.
We've had all kinds of rain so far, so the lake and the river is fuller than it's been in several years. Its been suggested to wait till the end of the summer and then search the areas the water has receded from to look for washed up arrow heads and fossils. I can't wait!
We've had all kinds of rain so far, so the lake and the river is fuller than it's been in several years. Its been suggested to wait till the end of the summer and then search the areas the water has receded from to look for washed up arrow heads and fossils. I can't wait!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
A Word About Routines
I can't tell you how many times I set new goals, draw up plans, schedules, and organize a space because TODAY is the day we start a new habit, or routine, or just something NEEDS to change, so here's where we start. Last month I tried a new chore system. Someone said to try anything for a month before abandoning it. Well, it's been abandoned. I was going to try doing "jurisdictions" (if this sounds familiar, it was an idea taken from the Duggars). Well, the jurisdictions involved two chores each for three kids for one month. That didn't work. What did work, and still does work, is our ABC chores. I posted them on the closet door. These change every day, and they are things like Meal Helper, Dishes, Feeding and Care of Pets, Help with Laundry. So, we are back to a more peaceful home now that we are all doing a chore system that was working and are motivating for the kids to do because they aren't in one area for too long.
Then, there's school. Ugh. Sometimes I have to say that homeschooling gets a little overwhelming and once we get a break, it's very difficult to get started again. I decided to start doing school all year round, with a month or so of a break in between topics (planning to do 2-3 a year). Unfortunately, lately, it seems life is taking over and I cannot get back onto our school schedule. We have family coming in this week, so I've put it on hold again.
Next up is sleeping. I don't have an infant that wakes up two times a night anymore, so I shouldn't be having sleep deprivation issues, but I do, because I choose to stay up until midnight when a tornado watch expires, or I'm reading a good book, or I'm blog surfing. Once I don't get enough sleep, now our routine is off, the house gets trashed out and now the whole day feels like it's falling apart before it has even started.
I suppose some people would say this is life. I have such a hard time not being an over achiever, it's difficult to accept this excuse. I've heard it takes an average of 21 days to start a new habit, and just a couple of days to break that new habit. Falling on and off the wagon of whatever resolution you've made for yourself gets really stressful, not to mention, brings you down too. As mothers, I can't say how many times I've said: Today I will: read my scriptures, pray, exercise, not eat any cookies, walk the dog, play with the kids, do school with the kids, clean my house, scrub my floor, call my friend, talk to my husband about IMPORTANT things (not Joshua ate half a loaf of bread), take a meal to someone in need, read that book I borrowed, and run these 13 errands. Well, who wouldn't fail with those expectations?
Isn't there a name for this kind of thing...ah, yes...Supermom Syndrome. I have a bad case of it. And, with it comes a nice heaping dose of guilt. The gift that keeps on giving.
On the days that have gone really well, I notice it is when the routine has been simplified and I've done a few things in preparation. Reading scriptures, walking the dog, praying, then coming home and showering and getting breakfast ready for the kids seems to be the best way to start our day. After that, it seems things fall into place: school, cleaning, playing, naps, early dinner, baths, bedtime. That's not to say we don't have squabbles and crying and hectic moments, but it's easier to handle when I'm prepared for the day. One of the funniest things that I've noticed for myself is that I have to wear shoes. If I wear my shoes, then I'm motivated to do stuff. If I'm barefoot, I'm more likely to be lazy and let things slide. I think this stems back to getting ready in the morning to take the dogs out for their walk. I remember Justin, my german shepherd mix, happy, tail wagging and anxious to get out the door the moment he saw me get my shoes. If we could all meet the day that way, like Justin did, with excitement and energy, we'd probably be able to get that whole Supermom list done. Ok, realistically, maybe only half of it.
Then, there's school. Ugh. Sometimes I have to say that homeschooling gets a little overwhelming and once we get a break, it's very difficult to get started again. I decided to start doing school all year round, with a month or so of a break in between topics (planning to do 2-3 a year). Unfortunately, lately, it seems life is taking over and I cannot get back onto our school schedule. We have family coming in this week, so I've put it on hold again.
Next up is sleeping. I don't have an infant that wakes up two times a night anymore, so I shouldn't be having sleep deprivation issues, but I do, because I choose to stay up until midnight when a tornado watch expires, or I'm reading a good book, or I'm blog surfing. Once I don't get enough sleep, now our routine is off, the house gets trashed out and now the whole day feels like it's falling apart before it has even started.
I suppose some people would say this is life. I have such a hard time not being an over achiever, it's difficult to accept this excuse. I've heard it takes an average of 21 days to start a new habit, and just a couple of days to break that new habit. Falling on and off the wagon of whatever resolution you've made for yourself gets really stressful, not to mention, brings you down too. As mothers, I can't say how many times I've said: Today I will: read my scriptures, pray, exercise, not eat any cookies, walk the dog, play with the kids, do school with the kids, clean my house, scrub my floor, call my friend, talk to my husband about IMPORTANT things (not Joshua ate half a loaf of bread), take a meal to someone in need, read that book I borrowed, and run these 13 errands. Well, who wouldn't fail with those expectations?
Isn't there a name for this kind of thing...ah, yes...Supermom Syndrome. I have a bad case of it. And, with it comes a nice heaping dose of guilt. The gift that keeps on giving.
On the days that have gone really well, I notice it is when the routine has been simplified and I've done a few things in preparation. Reading scriptures, walking the dog, praying, then coming home and showering and getting breakfast ready for the kids seems to be the best way to start our day. After that, it seems things fall into place: school, cleaning, playing, naps, early dinner, baths, bedtime. That's not to say we don't have squabbles and crying and hectic moments, but it's easier to handle when I'm prepared for the day. One of the funniest things that I've noticed for myself is that I have to wear shoes. If I wear my shoes, then I'm motivated to do stuff. If I'm barefoot, I'm more likely to be lazy and let things slide. I think this stems back to getting ready in the morning to take the dogs out for their walk. I remember Justin, my german shepherd mix, happy, tail wagging and anxious to get out the door the moment he saw me get my shoes. If we could all meet the day that way, like Justin did, with excitement and energy, we'd probably be able to get that whole Supermom list done. Ok, realistically, maybe only half of it.
Monday, June 22, 2009
2 Statesmen Book Reviews
The U.S.Constitution for Everyone (Perigee Book)
by Jerome B. Agel, Mort Gerberg
History comes alive-in this illustrated guide to the Constitution and all 27 Amendments.
¥ Which state refused to send a delegation to the Constitutional Convention?
¥ Why was the Convention held in secret, with sentries at the door?
¥ What are the 27 Amendments?
The U.S. Constitution for Everyone relates how the "traitorous" Founding Fathers wrote the nation's supreme laws and how the thirteen Disunited States became a more perfect Union. A must for students of American history and for everyone who'd like to know more about the supreme laws of our nation.
My Opinion:
This book made the Constitution more interesting, a little more easily understood and gave important history surrounding the constitution and the amendments.
Common Sense
by Thomas Paine
"These are the times that try men's souls," begins Thomas Paine's first Crisis paper, the impassioned pamphlet that helped ignite the American Revolution. Published in Philadelphia in January of 1776, Common Sense sold 150,000 copies almost immediately. A powerful piece of propaganda, it attacked the idea of a hereditary monarchy, dismissed the chance for reconciliation with England, and outlined the economic benefits of independence while espousing equality of rights among citizens. Paine fanned a flame that was already burning, but many historians argue that his work unified dissenting voices and persuaded patriots that the American Revolution was not only necessary, but an epochal step in world history.
My Opinion:
After reading 1776 Thomas Paine became a real person to me. I really enjoyed this as it brought me to these times. I saw a very close correlation between England at that time and the US Government now and how we need to develop the passion for the Constitution like our forefathers developed then.
by Jerome B. Agel, Mort Gerberg
History comes alive-in this illustrated guide to the Constitution and all 27 Amendments.
¥ Which state refused to send a delegation to the Constitutional Convention?
¥ Why was the Convention held in secret, with sentries at the door?
¥ What are the 27 Amendments?
The U.S. Constitution for Everyone relates how the "traitorous" Founding Fathers wrote the nation's supreme laws and how the thirteen Disunited States became a more perfect Union. A must for students of American history and for everyone who'd like to know more about the supreme laws of our nation.
My Opinion:
This book made the Constitution more interesting, a little more easily understood and gave important history surrounding the constitution and the amendments.
Common Sense
by Thomas Paine
"These are the times that try men's souls," begins Thomas Paine's first Crisis paper, the impassioned pamphlet that helped ignite the American Revolution. Published in Philadelphia in January of 1776, Common Sense sold 150,000 copies almost immediately. A powerful piece of propaganda, it attacked the idea of a hereditary monarchy, dismissed the chance for reconciliation with England, and outlined the economic benefits of independence while espousing equality of rights among citizens. Paine fanned a flame that was already burning, but many historians argue that his work unified dissenting voices and persuaded patriots that the American Revolution was not only necessary, but an epochal step in world history.
My Opinion:
After reading 1776 Thomas Paine became a real person to me. I really enjoyed this as it brought me to these times. I saw a very close correlation between England at that time and the US Government now and how we need to develop the passion for the Constitution like our forefathers developed then.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Hmmm....
I'd have to say this is me some days...
Cartoon by Dave Walker. Find more cartoons you can freely re-use on your blog at We Blog Cartoons.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Garage Sale!
Its that time of year again: Garage Sale season! I've always loved garage sales, but Nebraska residents take it to a whole new level it seems. Since we only have them about 4 months out of the year, we have to fit a whole year's worth of fanatical garage sale-ing into a short time. I suppose most northern states are like this, whereas southern states are afforded a longer, warmer season and therefore, can stay open for neighborly business a little longer.
An impromptu garage sale was decided upon last night and this morning, I dragged out the contents of the shed, my linen closet, and school cabinet to get rid of our clutter. As I was reminded a few weeks ago: if you don't love it, get rid of it! So, that's what I'm doing. Unfortunately, I don't think I'll make enough money to replace my beloved rose furniture that someone stabbed about 50 times with a screw driver. Rather than spend the money to replace the furniture (because it's really comfortable), I thought I could recover the furniture. However, this is proving a little more difficult than I expected. And, I'm waffling over Hannah's queen size bed. I don't know if I should get rid of it or keep it. It's too big for our rooms here, but what if we move again?
I get such a laugh out of some of things I find at garage sales. Things that are put out that I'm sure makes one think "why did I ever buy that?" Like my shiny gold curtains with stripy sheers sewn to the back of them. They are so shiny, they look like, well, this:
My favorites are the sales with the old appliances. They look like something familiar, but you aren't sure what they are. They look like shiny bombs of some kind. I really actually wish I could find some pressure cooker, but they get snapped up pretty quick around here.
The one buy I regret I didn't get was an old neck massager. It had balls that moved inside something that looked like a lumpy pillow. A friend had one that we tried out at work, like 15 years ago. I found one just like it, for cheap, and I didn't snatch it up.
My very last regret item that I didn't buy was an antique Swedish waffle ice cream cone maker. I just don't think my kitchen could reach it's full potential self without this object! The picture below does not do what I left behind justice. The one I saw had all kinds of little delicate tools to go with it. I'm just sure I would have used this item EVERY SINGLE DAY! Alas...we were just not meant to be together.
What's been your weird finds at a garage sale or regret you didn't buy at a garage sale? Please share!! Happy Garage Sale-ing!
An impromptu garage sale was decided upon last night and this morning, I dragged out the contents of the shed, my linen closet, and school cabinet to get rid of our clutter. As I was reminded a few weeks ago: if you don't love it, get rid of it! So, that's what I'm doing. Unfortunately, I don't think I'll make enough money to replace my beloved rose furniture that someone stabbed about 50 times with a screw driver. Rather than spend the money to replace the furniture (because it's really comfortable), I thought I could recover the furniture. However, this is proving a little more difficult than I expected. And, I'm waffling over Hannah's queen size bed. I don't know if I should get rid of it or keep it. It's too big for our rooms here, but what if we move again?
I get such a laugh out of some of things I find at garage sales. Things that are put out that I'm sure makes one think "why did I ever buy that?" Like my shiny gold curtains with stripy sheers sewn to the back of them. They are so shiny, they look like, well, this:
My favorites are the sales with the old appliances. They look like something familiar, but you aren't sure what they are. They look like shiny bombs of some kind. I really actually wish I could find some pressure cooker, but they get snapped up pretty quick around here.
The one buy I regret I didn't get was an old neck massager. It had balls that moved inside something that looked like a lumpy pillow. A friend had one that we tried out at work, like 15 years ago. I found one just like it, for cheap, and I didn't snatch it up.
My very last regret item that I didn't buy was an antique Swedish waffle ice cream cone maker. I just don't think my kitchen could reach it's full potential self without this object! The picture below does not do what I left behind justice. The one I saw had all kinds of little delicate tools to go with it. I'm just sure I would have used this item EVERY SINGLE DAY! Alas...we were just not meant to be together.
What's been your weird finds at a garage sale or regret you didn't buy at a garage sale? Please share!! Happy Garage Sale-ing!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
A Homemaker's Day Book
June 18, 2009
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW: We've had rain almost every day, but I particularly like the short summer storms that come up, rain, and move on. Resume your normal programming....
I AM THANKFUL FOR: A long walk with a good dog.
FROM THE KITCHEN: Spaghetti, disguised as Piccolini Dinner. Just sounds better. Tomorrow will be Mexican food.
I AM READING: Debra Macomber's Blossom Street series.
I AM HEARING: Hannah and Isaac arguing over who Ms. Jingle Bells is and if I think the Jonas Brothers are hot. Why am I even listening? I'm actually more anxious for them to go to bed...just hurry up already.
I AM CREATING: A garage sale pile.
I AM GOING: Survivor night on Saturday! I cannot wait for this. I'll post all about the night on Sunday.
I AM HOPING: We can get the house cleaned up for family coming in next weekend.
AROUND THE HOUSE: We need to fix little things, like some broken peel and stick tiles in the kitchen, and the replace the padded toilet seat that got ripped, and wash the windows. And wipe the black handprint of something off the wall.
ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS: Laying in bed reading...if only I could stay awake to read more than two pages at a time.
A FEW PLANS FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK: Prepping for a garage sale, cleaning, prepping for Survivor night, cleaning, cooking, making a menu and weeding the garden. I'm exhausted just writing that list.
A PICTURE THOUGHT FOR YOU:
Shiloah came to visit 1 year ago this month. I wish we were closer!
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW: We've had rain almost every day, but I particularly like the short summer storms that come up, rain, and move on. Resume your normal programming....
I AM THANKFUL FOR: A long walk with a good dog.
FROM THE KITCHEN: Spaghetti, disguised as Piccolini Dinner. Just sounds better. Tomorrow will be Mexican food.
I AM READING: Debra Macomber's Blossom Street series.
I AM HEARING: Hannah and Isaac arguing over who Ms. Jingle Bells is and if I think the Jonas Brothers are hot. Why am I even listening? I'm actually more anxious for them to go to bed...just hurry up already.
I AM CREATING: A garage sale pile.
I AM GOING: Survivor night on Saturday! I cannot wait for this. I'll post all about the night on Sunday.
I AM HOPING: We can get the house cleaned up for family coming in next weekend.
AROUND THE HOUSE: We need to fix little things, like some broken peel and stick tiles in the kitchen, and the replace the padded toilet seat that got ripped, and wash the windows. And wipe the black handprint of something off the wall.
ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS: Laying in bed reading...if only I could stay awake to read more than two pages at a time.
A FEW PLANS FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK: Prepping for a garage sale, cleaning, prepping for Survivor night, cleaning, cooking, making a menu and weeding the garden. I'm exhausted just writing that list.
A PICTURE THOUGHT FOR YOU:
Shiloah came to visit 1 year ago this month. I wish we were closer!
Cookie Nazi
Disclaimer: This post is more of a rant than your normal average blog post.
We live in a community with a community center that has a gym, pool, movie room, basketball court, etc. One feature they advertise is to "come to the community center and have a cookie." For a year now I've been going to the gym on a regular basis and on the days the kids come with me they go and get a cookie. It is the highlight of their day. We've made friends with all the ladies in the office and it is a nice experience. Even the maintenance man likes the kids and sometimes will bring them milk. Yesterday he allowed my son to help him paint the gym wall.
Last month, they hired a new secretary. (Insert scary music.) She wears an attitude on her face. Her face is all tight and contorted. She is as nasty as the look on her face. We have had several incidences with her rude attitude and so have many of my friends who live in the community.
Yesterday, my son came up to me and told me that he asked for cookies and the "woman" would not give them any cookies and told him that once a week was sufficient. I had had it. Enough of this nastiness! We pay a lot of money to live here and what does a cookie cost compared to what we pay? I jumped off the treadmill and went to the office.
She greeted me with her usual tight, fake smile and "Hi, how are you?"
I answered her cordially and then asked, "Can my kids have some cookies?"
She looked like a deer in the headlights and swallowed hard. She could tell I wasn't happy.
"Well, it's not fair to the other kids if they are eating a bunch of cookies at time. He asked for 9 cookies."
"I have SEVEN kids and there are other kids in the nursery. My kids don't come here to eat a ton of cookies each. They each get one."
"Well, M--- (The manager who is as nasty as she is but no longer messes with me after I confronted him in front of his boss.) has been asking about it."
I said, "So?? We've been coming here for a year and getting one cookie per kid whenever they do come in and now you come marching in here and telling me we can't have a cookie?"
"Well, I'm not going to argue with you, Ma'am. How many cookies do you need?"
"I don't freaking know."
"Your son said nine."
"Then that is how many they need."
She left to get the cookies and I look over at the other lady there who gave me the thumbs up sign. I smiled but I was livid.
Cookie Nazi came back with a bag full of cookies and said, "Oh, and here are some napkins for you too."
hmmmm
We live in a community with a community center that has a gym, pool, movie room, basketball court, etc. One feature they advertise is to "come to the community center and have a cookie." For a year now I've been going to the gym on a regular basis and on the days the kids come with me they go and get a cookie. It is the highlight of their day. We've made friends with all the ladies in the office and it is a nice experience. Even the maintenance man likes the kids and sometimes will bring them milk. Yesterday he allowed my son to help him paint the gym wall.
Last month, they hired a new secretary. (Insert scary music.) She wears an attitude on her face. Her face is all tight and contorted. She is as nasty as the look on her face. We have had several incidences with her rude attitude and so have many of my friends who live in the community.
Yesterday, my son came up to me and told me that he asked for cookies and the "woman" would not give them any cookies and told him that once a week was sufficient. I had had it. Enough of this nastiness! We pay a lot of money to live here and what does a cookie cost compared to what we pay? I jumped off the treadmill and went to the office.
She greeted me with her usual tight, fake smile and "Hi, how are you?"
I answered her cordially and then asked, "Can my kids have some cookies?"
She looked like a deer in the headlights and swallowed hard. She could tell I wasn't happy.
"Well, it's not fair to the other kids if they are eating a bunch of cookies at time. He asked for 9 cookies."
"I have SEVEN kids and there are other kids in the nursery. My kids don't come here to eat a ton of cookies each. They each get one."
"Well, M--- (The manager who is as nasty as she is but no longer messes with me after I confronted him in front of his boss.) has been asking about it."
I said, "So?? We've been coming here for a year and getting one cookie per kid whenever they do come in and now you come marching in here and telling me we can't have a cookie?"
"Well, I'm not going to argue with you, Ma'am. How many cookies do you need?"
"I don't freaking know."
"Your son said nine."
"Then that is how many they need."
She left to get the cookies and I look over at the other lady there who gave me the thumbs up sign. I smiled but I was livid.
Cookie Nazi came back with a bag full of cookies and said, "Oh, and here are some napkins for you too."
hmmmm
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