In Case You Were Wondering About My Avatar---that Is My Dd {turned 23 Yesterday!!!} Kissing The Blarney Stone.

I can not figure out the picture. What angle is it taken from? Where is her pretty face? Is she on her stomach? Who took the picture? Are they on top of the stone? Is the stone sticking into the air or laying flat? Is it germy? Do they wash it after every kiss? Is she wearing epaluts? Is that how you spell those things that are found on the shoulders of uniforms? Is the stone falling over on her? You are not very helpful.

I love Sugar.

Every now and then, I select a Cow of the Month. It is usually Kiwi. I don't know why. I can't think why a person who does not cherish their faithful SAAB would be given such a title. This month, ta da everyone hail Queen Cow of the Month Wabby !!! Wabbo will be receiving her tiara and sash by email. Kiwi will send them along as she has them stashed somewhere.

We should have another competition. I believe I know the "sorriest" woman in the world. Can anyone beat this?

1. She is in her 20s
2. Is pregnant with her 8th child.
3. Does not work.
4. Sends her kids to school dirty. Someone reported one of them to the child abuse hotline for body odor and wearing the same clothes each day.
5. Rarely picks her kids up at school. Family members do it.
6. Last 2 times she has picked them up, she has send bigger kids up to say she's in the car, sick, and I need to bring the signout sheet to her. I did so once.
7. Yesterday, I refused and she came up looking 100 percent healthy, nicely dressed, spunky.
8. The child who was reported came to me with a baby doll and said, "I have to give my baby a bath. She stinks." The child smelled heavily of baby powder. She is four.
9. Childcare is free for her but she must sign many papers: field trip permissions, monthly attendance papers, daily signout, etc. They disappear into a black hole.

Who can beat that?

My baby will be home. I had a dream that he was still in the hospital with the pneumo thorax and that he got out of bed, fell and broke two bones. I want him HERE>>>>

Kiwi, give up the tiara.

Where is my post I posted yesterday which completely explained why my love for my Saab is so deep and mature that I know I must let it go??? And which answered all questions and discussed all topics wisely and succinctly??
I wuz robbed! Call the Internet Police

However. ahem. Congratulations to Wabby for snagging the tiara and sash; I will put them in the mail right after I launder and iron them. And um, replace the doodads in the tiara that I used for poker chips. Well, first I have to take the sash away from Jet, but I'm sure she'll find another chew toy she enjoys.

I am quite sure that lovely mother of 7+ should win the Most Useless Breed Cow of the Year Award. Maybe someone could inject her with those 5 year birth control pods after she gives birth to another neglected child.

Yes, the local police and fire departments stage a mock accident every year or two, with kids at the high school in key roles and the rest of the students watching. They make it very realistic, call the parents of the "victims" to the scene, take them away in ambulances, have an assembly about the fatalities, etc. It has quite an impact on a lot of students.
Guess what you have to look forward to when it decides to call it quits? Six months ago I thought "oh, these are hot flashes, eh? Well, I can live with this, no big deal." Now, I'm having trouble sleeping and every time I turn around I'm having a hot flash. It's exhausting. And sometimes nauseating. How the **** long does this crap last anyway? I'm also starting to think that no estrogen=permanent joint pain.

Is there anything else I can beeyotch about?

We went down the road a piece yesterday and met up with DD at the State U. to go with her and some of her friends to (DD's friend) M's dance recital. It was great, and we got to take them out to dinner, so that was nice too. When we got home, we traded vehicles with Dd's bf, so now I have the little red sports car to tool around in. Wow, that thing is tiny compared to my SUV!

Later gators. Gotta go look for those poker chips.

Kiwi

Call the parents? Like make them leave work and scare them?

DS is not home yet but I've spent the day watching, so to speak, his journey. He ran over something in the road and was afraid his car was damaged and dangerous. But now he's on the road but the car has to be checked out later. I just want him home SAFE. He's about two towns away.

Here's a characteristic of a professional educator. We took the kids who'll go to kindergarten next year to see their school. They had a tour, a snack, and were told to sit in the hall, against the wall while the bus came. They sang songs. The principal stood and observed them. We have one cute little guy who is bound to be a bully as soon as he can find someone smaller. When kids told him to move down and give them room, he got his little smirk and didn't move. Zoom ... the principal is sitting on the floor with him asking him sweetly what his name is. I'm sure she wrote it (and some others) in a book of Kids To Keep An Eye On.

Going to cook for my sweetie pie.

Well, they all know about it ahead of time, of course, but it still has quite an impact.

I'm reading the beginning of Cold Comfort Farm online and it makes me want to add phrases at the end of sentences such as "as you can quite imagine."

Hope DS arrived home safely and is happily eating homemade food.

Kiwi

Yes, thank you, he is. There's a "growing up" series that parents have to undertake. For example, I had to step back, and tell him that if he felt he should call a mechanic then he should do so; if he felt the car was safe, then he should proceed. I practiced this earlier when he was having trouble in school and reporting very bad grades to me. My training was to demand details and try to figure out exactly what I could do to fix it. Instead, I said, "I'm proud of you and I know you'll make the right decision." Was hard but right. He seems to like hearing that sort of thing.

I wouldn't read anything long online. You're staring at a screen? Isn't that bad for eyesies?

Any realistic suggestions for "hostess gift" DS should take to Mexico next week?

Flowers would wilt. Alcohol or food would be confiscated at the border. Hmmmmm. I'm not all that good with hostess gifts for friends here. Ask Bagzie. She'd know just the perfect thing.

How did I manage to win cow of the month? What did I do? What did I not do?

I'm back from the seminar, all enlightened. Problem is, the problems start hitting you before you can even get home. Aaaargh! I want to go live in seminar land. I met a whole buncha interesting ppl, all ages, all occupations, all at different places in their lives. It was sooo fun b/c I'd never have gotten to know these wonderful people in "real" life. Even ppl that stayed at the B&B were fun. One sweet little grandma looking lady revealed that she raced airplanes in the 60's and was a corporate pilot. Who'da thunk it???

Possibly. It's only the first 3 chapters or so. I can't read anything on paper comfortably anymore anyway, so I'm not sure it makes any difference if I read it online. It really sux getting older.

I am not good with hostess gifts. I usually bring a bottle of wine; obviously that's out. What's the situation? That might trigger some ideas.

You're just cute and adorable. Cow of the Month is always cute and adorable. I should know.
That's not a bad idea!

We have a big branch on our power and phone lines beside our driveway. It partially broke from the tree, but not all the way. Too high to cut down, very frustrating. DH has been trying to cut the whole tree down in hopes that the branch would come with it, but when he started pulling it down, the branch held and started pulling the wires further It's starting to look like a slingshot. He had to stop and call someone with a bucket truck. Don't know when we'll ever get that taken care of.

In the meantime when I took the dog out to play this morning, I could hear an absolutely cacophony of bat squeaking up in the eaves. I may move out of here.

Kiwi

Ack! Bats! I had some in my old house. They nested in the chimney and flew into my den through the fireplace. Exterminators don't appear to know - or at least didn't back then - anything much to do about them. The best advice we got was to open up the windows so they'd find their way out, and then put a screen over our chimney opening. We had two or three *events* though - with bats flying through the house and me holed up in the bathroom with the kids until ex-not-so-DH got home, except he was more afraid of them than I was, and didn't do us any good at all. The last time we had a bat-attack, the kids and I sat out on the front steps for about three hours until our next-door neighbor came over and told me to open up the windows.
Good grief, I had forgotten all about those danged bats!

Have a good day, everyone!

Ella

Sorry to remind you! You'll no doubt be hearing a lot more about in the months to come. If you look back to last summer's postings, that's practically all I talked about.

I've just been looking up some info on getting rid of , and reading through it, I'm so freaked out I have to stop.

I suppose a switch might be nice...if they're into that sort of thing.

I've always wanted some boiled peanuts - how 'bout that?

Bats are good. They are environmentally friendly insect controllers.

You may fetch the switch, but I need more information in order to make an informed decision on this delicate matter. Don't have him take bats. They already have them in Mexico. Who are the recipients, how old are they, is he staying with them for an extended period, is he trying to impress them or merely be polite? Normally I would suggest maple syrup because people keep reminding me none too subtly that everyone likes maple syrup, but something tells me that's not indigenous to Flawridder.

Here are some ideas: Sea Urchin Vases and Wooden Tulips. This would be good if there are kids.


By the way, boiled peanuts are definitely an acquired taste...

If you have hot flashes all the time, how do you tell if you're actually sick? I feel like carp.

Did you ever Google something for so long that you forgot why you were searching for it?

Kiwi