I'm just going to make this short and sweet. Mondays suck. I don't know why. Why in a family where Monday thru Sunday is basically the same does Monday suck so badly? We don't really have wild and crazy Saturdays... the Hubs usually works... the only difference in our Saturday is the absence of one or two homeschooling books. Granted, we did go to the park yesterday... woooooooooooooah... watch out... we got wild and crazy.
I know it is so en vogue to not let your kids watch too much tv... but when its time for punishing and taking away things, there's just not enough to go around. What am I saying?... these kids watch maybe an hour of television a day, Coop gets on the computer once a week for about 30 min. They don't do video games. When I am at my wits end, am I supposed to take away.... books???? I think not. These kids are driving me nuts. today. anyway. And I can't stand behavior 'charts' because then *I* have to be diligent enough to keep up with them. Lets face it, while I'd like to think I am a diligent being, there's just too much to be... diligent about. So what's the answer? How do you make kids want to behave without sounding like a broken record or getting on your own damn nerves??
This is what I am marinating in today instead of whipping up a more interesting bloggy blog.
Mondays suck. ...thank God we have nap time.
Monday, October 03, 2011
Saturday, October 01, 2011
Five for Friday... On Saturday
Memoirs of a most astounding, amazing, good, blah, tiring, shitty, average week:
1. Suck it September. Welcome back, October. I am so freaking glad to see September go. I am pleased I made it out alive. The Hubs and I have been dealing with such mundane nonsense lately we literally can't see straight. So damn stressed out. I can't even pinpoint why it's been such a mess lately... It's easier to point out what's not a mess... hmmm... thinking...
still thinking.
thinking.
well... we're alive... yeaaaah, yeahhh, I..... I'm still alive... woahhhhh. (joke. get it? no? you don't know me then.) Ima bitch slap October again and again until it bows down and worships me. Its my month. I'm sick of being stressed out. I'm not doing it anymore. Take that.
2. If you know me, I have preached to you about the library. (this is not an apology.) I find the library to be effing AMAZING. I don't hide the fact that we are not rich people. I have found the library's many uses through being resourceful and realizing I just can't buy all the books I want. (mmmmmm.... the smell of a brand new book! aaaah.) Get this peeps. In Georgia at least, you can order up ANY. ANY. ANY book you can think of through the Georgia PINES Catalog. So say, the Walking Dead series the Hubs and I have been bugging everyone we know about... suddenly I realized, duh! I'll look it up. Yes, I have been ordering Zombie comic books from our local library. I also order any ol' book an author can dream up to suggest in Coop's homeschool curricula. It's amazing really. In fact, I always go through the Sunday paper and look up the best sellers... see what looks good... bam. order it up. Now in this age of download-it-its-there, it can be slow, but I'm a (somewhat) patient person. Our local library's story times are amazing and Coop's even going to read to a therapy dog today. Amazing, I tell ya. ...stepping off soap box.
Seriously, go show your local library some love. They need it in this economy more than ever.
3. Z has begun saying, "Ok everybody, don't panic. Whatever you do, don't panic". I don't where he got it from, but it's hilarious. He also screams, "YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT!" whenever his brothers mess with him. I laugh at this too which does not help the situation.
4. Yesterday I looked up at our shower caddy while washing my hair and noticed that the shampoo bottle said on the back of it, "you can save x gallons of water and $150 per year by turning off the water while washing your hair". WHAT? Eff you, shampoo. I have so few little things I do for fun or pleasure. You are not freaking taking away my long hot shower too. Eat brown rice, not white. Exercise 30 minutes a day. Don't use chemicals, use all-natural cleaning supplies. Disposable diapers are bad for the environment. Recycle. Eat a million servings of fruits and veggies a day. Et tu, shampoo? Shut up.
5. People have asked lately how Coop's doing... with... ya know... Tourette's. Fine, thank you. We seem to be in a slow period. Nothing really going on, lately. My own little experiment is seeing what changes when the step-bro visits soon. Changes in his little world like that sometimes bring on a bit of anxiety and we may get a little tic-y. We shall see. But we're doing good.
Happy Weekend, ya'll. Ima go clean out my grocery-getter. Gorgeous outside!
1. Suck it September. Welcome back, October. I am so freaking glad to see September go. I am pleased I made it out alive. The Hubs and I have been dealing with such mundane nonsense lately we literally can't see straight. So damn stressed out. I can't even pinpoint why it's been such a mess lately... It's easier to point out what's not a mess... hmmm... thinking...
still thinking.
thinking.
well... we're alive... yeaaaah, yeahhh, I..... I'm still alive... woahhhhh. (joke. get it? no? you don't know me then.) Ima bitch slap October again and again until it bows down and worships me. Its my month. I'm sick of being stressed out. I'm not doing it anymore. Take that.
2. If you know me, I have preached to you about the library. (this is not an apology.) I find the library to be effing AMAZING. I don't hide the fact that we are not rich people. I have found the library's many uses through being resourceful and realizing I just can't buy all the books I want. (mmmmmm.... the smell of a brand new book! aaaah.) Get this peeps. In Georgia at least, you can order up ANY. ANY. ANY book you can think of through the Georgia PINES Catalog. So say, the Walking Dead series the Hubs and I have been bugging everyone we know about... suddenly I realized, duh! I'll look it up. Yes, I have been ordering Zombie comic books from our local library. I also order any ol' book an author can dream up to suggest in Coop's homeschool curricula. It's amazing really. In fact, I always go through the Sunday paper and look up the best sellers... see what looks good... bam. order it up. Now in this age of download-it-its-there, it can be slow, but I'm a (somewhat) patient person. Our local library's story times are amazing and Coop's even going to read to a therapy dog today. Amazing, I tell ya. ...stepping off soap box.
Seriously, go show your local library some love. They need it in this economy more than ever.
3. Z has begun saying, "Ok everybody, don't panic. Whatever you do, don't panic". I don't where he got it from, but it's hilarious. He also screams, "YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT!" whenever his brothers mess with him. I laugh at this too which does not help the situation.
4. Yesterday I looked up at our shower caddy while washing my hair and noticed that the shampoo bottle said on the back of it, "you can save x gallons of water and $150 per year by turning off the water while washing your hair". WHAT? Eff you, shampoo. I have so few little things I do for fun or pleasure. You are not freaking taking away my long hot shower too. Eat brown rice, not white. Exercise 30 minutes a day. Don't use chemicals, use all-natural cleaning supplies. Disposable diapers are bad for the environment. Recycle. Eat a million servings of fruits and veggies a day. Et tu, shampoo? Shut up.
5. People have asked lately how Coop's doing... with... ya know... Tourette's. Fine, thank you. We seem to be in a slow period. Nothing really going on, lately. My own little experiment is seeing what changes when the step-bro visits soon. Changes in his little world like that sometimes bring on a bit of anxiety and we may get a little tic-y. We shall see. But we're doing good.
Happy Weekend, ya'll. Ima go clean out my grocery-getter. Gorgeous outside!
Little Daisies
Pure 90's ridiculousness. I freakin' love this song... although I have to say, seein the dude's face for the first time, kinda ruined it for me. A happy (?) little Saturday song.
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