Thanksgiving

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food,
For love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.

–Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

Thought for the day…

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?

Thanksgiving turkey + nuts = funny

It always gives me just a touch of peace when I find out my 3rd grade boy isn’t the only kid thinking these things are funny.

The mom with THAT kid

This morning was the morning that the train came right off the tracks.

PJ missed the bus, which puts everyone waaay behind the eight-ball.  Typically we have a whole hour for the boys to finish breakfast, get dressed, brush teeth, etc.  But if she misses the bus and it goes by without her, everyone has to be ready to pile in the car within five minutes.  That means they need to be ready for the day to start and yes, that includes me and my swim suit to haul it over to the gym to teach lessons.

So when we left, I at least knew KP was having pajama and pancake day at school.  I also knew that he was in PJ’s, which is one step better than last week’s GREEN day, which I forgot to put him in green all together.

After almost losing my voice from barking demands at my children, we got in the car.  We got PJ dropped off at school, and then CT, and finally KP with three minutes to spare.

So we sat outside of his classroom and I had a chance to take a look at him.   This is what I saw:  Spider-Man PJ top, two short sleeve t-shirts underneath that, green and blue dinosaur bottoms rolled over three times to ensure a good fit, too small tan and orange smartwool socks, three wrist watches, unbrushed teeth, non-combed hair and a crusty nose.

With that I walked him in, kissed him on the forehead and told him to have a GREAT day.

Funny little day

I started today with an email from Whitney that said, “Hope just informed me that PJ is allergic to the lead they have in the pencils at school. She demonstrated how PJ has to plug her nose while she does her school work.”

After I dropped KP off at school I had an over the phone interview for our Life Insurance.  After I answered their numerous questions that put me in the “Home Maker” category, I proceeded to tell her about the $7 a week I make teaching swimming lessons and then she asked, “So…what is your net worth.”  My response, a wicked laugh that shot straight through the phone and right to her inner ear then not so gently pierced her brain.

The final funny hit before lunch, at a little boutique.  I am looking for a cocktail dress and found one that was not exactly what I was looking for, but would certainly do the job and was reasonably priced to boot.  The only issue…I needed latex breast enhancements to go with it and they just so happen to cost more than the entire dress.

Oh, life is funny.

Lunch & coffee with Mrs. Bickerson

Whit headed off to have lunch with girls yesterday.  Here’s a glimps of it.

And today, Lucy and I went over for a little doggy playdate.  I can’t believe I did not take any pictures.  Needless to say, Lucy has been sound asleep for the past two hours.

Thanks Whit!

Sugar & SPICE & not very nice

PJ got off the bus yesterday and said, “I’ve been bad.”  Then turned around to show me the white note that was taped to her backpack.

It said:

PJ punched a student in the stomach.  She was mad that she got a paper cut. Please sign this form and return to teacher.

Fucking great.

Learning from the best

Do you see the gloves? Under the gloves is blood. The girl in the blue is the Vet’s assistant. They almost needed three people to take him down.

This is all over a SHOT.  I wish I had audio.  KP was curled into a ball in my lap.

Of course, when you adopt a dog, all your other pets need to be up to snuff on their shots. And, gulp, the cats had not seen the vet since 2000 (the year CT was born). So here we go. Off to the vet to get the cats ready for the dog.

And after I told them Arthur would be the easier of the two cats to deal with, the woman in the blue, as I am taking the photo, was saying “you did it, you did, you won, you won the award for the worst cat I have ever given a shot to.”

I told her, that’s nothing, you should see my daughter.

I Love Lucy!

I love Lucy!

PJ’s 10th birthday came 3 1/2 years early.

May I introduce to you, the newest member of our pack….Lucy the standard poodle (just in case you were wondering).

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