Wednesday, November 18, 2009

{weird}

well yesterday i found myself in slc with only one child....so i went to taipan. i cruised the aisles, looked at all there was to see. was just about to the end of my visit and then i saw this...
only it was in a cheap frame, poorly stitched, the buttons were ugly, and the fabric was bad.
i thought well holy s@#$, that's my picture. some little china man somewhere saw it either on line or in the country sampler and they've made it and are selling it at taipan. it has to be a copy of mine because it's an original design and they had used the same font, same star buttons. isn't that just the weirdest thing? it freaked me out!

i think they say that imitation is a form of flattery but i just think it's a little weird.;P

ooo and i got to go to pine needles and just shop as long as i wanted because it was peytie and she's my good shopper girl....so many fun, fun things. i got some great stuff to do for dickens! i'm so excited to start working on it!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

it's knowing...it's knowing...

that's what i heard this morning, way too early for a saturday, the little excited cries of a 3 yr old who was very excited to see the white stuff. she made sure she opened every door and let the sleeping person in bed know what was going on. if i was 3 i would do the same thing. i love the snow. love it. good thing i live in the state with the best snow on earth.
so a few minutes after she let us all know she came in to my room with a dress on and wanted me to help her put her jacket on. why? she was going to go watch daddy, who had just left. i heard the coat closet door open and close and i thought i better go check things out. this is what i found...

they are a little dark, sorry. i have to describe the clothing though. pajamas with a lovely spring dress over them with the buttons done up wrong, her snow boots, a jacket, a knit hat and gloves that aren't actually on her fingers.

i love this girl. she makes me smile.

happy first snow if you live where i do!!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

you go girl...

i have to tell you this funny story...

there was a 13 yr. old walking home from school today. she was looking down and accidentally bumped into an older boy. she apologized and he started yelling at her. he eventually hit her in the arm and wound up to hit her again...here is where the story gets good...ding dong didn't know that the little 70 lb girl he was picking on knows tai kwando (sp?!). he went to hit her and she took his hand twisted it around got him face up on the sidewalk...and per her instructors teaching...kicked him square in the groin with all her might. then she took off running. she looked around once and he was high tailing it in the opposite direction. after closer inspection by the police officer that was called he discovered that the kid had literally ran out of his shoe...it was sitting in the middle of the road! HA...sucker got his, eh?

so WAY TO GO LITTLE WOMAN! that was the best story i've heard in a while and i had to share it with ya'll.

Monday, November 2, 2009

blind side....

bid d and i are big movie goers. i've decided it's because he can relax and not think about all the things he has to do (ocd). and i can relax because it's oh so quiet and dark with no children. (i greatly love my children but they drive me a little cuckoo sometimes.) so here's where this story is going...
when you go to the movies as much as we do, you see the same previews over and over and when they are promoting a big movie you can see those previews ALOT. well we've seen (is it seen or saw, i can never figure that one out.) the preview for 'blind side' ALOT. it's the new movie with sandra bullock, tim mcgraw and that big ole black boy that can play football. i always start out ok with that preview...i tell myself, it's ok, it's just a movie, don't cry. but it's not! it's a true story. anyways i get to the part where she shows him the bed...if you've seen the preview you know what i'm talking about. by that time i'm crying...big tears streaming, ugly crying. guess who else is crying? you guessed it...the tough guy. he's crying and laughing at us at the same time because we're always crying by this point. he told me he won't go see it with me because he'll probably cry like a baby. i love a man that can cry. especially when it's over something like that...he never did until maya came along. sometimes i would make him promise he would cry at my funeral, seriously. then along came the middle girl and now...sometimes it's for no good reason even. i love it...it makes me love him even more.

ugghh...

if this doesn't cause frustration....a 3 yr old who will stand in front of the toilet and poop in her diaper....i hate diapers.

Friday, October 30, 2009

observations from the bus...

HIGH SCHOOL

as a bus driver we are somewhat invisible to the narcissist known as the teenager. we are also invisible to most coaches...possibly teenage narcissists who never outgrew that? there are the exceptions to the rule on both counts. these gives me an unique perspective on what goes on at the high school.

take for example yesterday. i watched two young kids, i'm thinking boyfriend/girlfriend, probably about 16-17 at a high school. they stood out in the parking lot in the freezing cold sluffing their last period hiding behind a teacher's car so they wouldn't get caught. why? so they could rub against each other? the funny thing is that me and one other bus driver were right there....did they think that we couldn't rat them out? another thing was this...the girl was beautiful...the boy? not so much. that is also a very common occurance. interesting.

sluffing was the downfall of my high school career...that and a certain boy who should remain nameless. he was my main dumb in high school. there were lots of other dumbs but he would be dumb #1. kids sluff constantly. it's like a revolving door at the high school. sometimes when i'm doing pe runs i am there every 40 minutes dropping off and picking up classes. i'll see the same kid 3-4 times in one day. i want to yell...STAY IN SCHOOL!....do you want to be a bus driver when you grow up?! of course they would look at me like i'm a crazy adult bus driver who doesn't understand their teen angst and that they NEED to get out of the stifling thing that is high school. those poor kids.

high school kids are zombies in the morning. i don't know what they did before they could put music in their ears. by the afternoon they are loud and obnoxious. lucky teachers that have them 1st period.

couples in high school are the funniest to watch. most of them are past the sticking the tongue down each others mouth phase that the jr high kids are in...we'll get to that at another time...high school kids are in the we're married and have to hug and kiss and tell each other how much we love each other between every class. oh and especially after school. they have to walk each other to the bus or car and make sure that everyone knows that they are together. it cracks me up. when was the last time that you took 3 minutes to hug, kiss, fondle and caress your husband before he left for work? i have 3 kids and most of the time my husband leaves for work at 5:30am. he's on his own.;D i do tell him i love him before he goes because i don't want him to ever forget that i do....there are lots of girls who like a man in uniform. especially a good looking one like big d. insecure, yes i know...that goes back to dumb #1.

then there are the kids once they are on the bus. i have been informed that only dorks ride the bus. there are a few exceptions to this rule. also even the dorks have some sort of hierarchy. and all lower income kids ride the bus, cool or not. my teenager is just kind of a spoiled brat surrounded by others of her kind...love you mad. where was i....oh yeah, hierarchy. it is and always has been the cool at the back and the not-so-cool at the front. don't get me wrong, i usually like the kids at the front much more than the kids at the back. they are nicer and quieter and more willing to help out a girl who's lost on a sub bus. here's the kicker though. sometimes the kids at the front of the bus don't care that they are the nerdier kids. case in point...a girl the other day, think gilda radner as Roseanne Roseannadanna on snl. she was a front seater. i felt bad for her. thought oh this poor girl...no-one probably ever pays attention to her or makes her feel good about herself. she probably has no self esteem at all. well then she starts singing, loudly and off key, a song i've never heard before. she may of even made it up herself. i immediately thought, oh honey stop!, the kids in the back are going to have you for dinner. but then i realized...she thinks she sounds good and she doesn't care about what the kids in the back think. she does have self-esteem, probably more than any of them. good for you. she sang until i let her off the bus and then she put a little dance to it and did it until she was in her house. woohoo for you nerd girl!

low income kids are the most polite kids i drive. whether it's high school or elementary school they are the nicest. rich kids are brats...for the most part. there is a certain area in our valley and the kids from there are aw.ful. but the kids who live on the west side of the valley or the farm kids from out west are by far the sweetest kids i drive. they are polite and tell me thank you and they are willing to help and they are not as mean to each other. that's a thinker for you.

well thanks for letting me ramble. i thought about this yesterday as i drove...

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

windy, windy, windy...

Hum dum dum ditty dum
Hum dum dum

Oh the wind is lashing lustily
And the trees are thrashing thrustily
And the leaves are rustling gustily
So it's rather safe to say
That it seems that it may turn out to be
It feels that it will undoubtedly
It looks like a rather blustery day, today
It sounds that it may turn out to be
Feels that it will undoubtedly
Looks like a rather blustery day today

~winnie the pooh and the blustery day