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Random Tuesday Thoughts

Posted on the March 17th, 2009 under Random Tuesday Thoughts by Elle and Stacy

Keelyat The Un-Mom started Random Tuesday Thoughts and we thought we would join in the fun. Stop by her blog and check out her awesome randomness.

Stacy

I don’t know about you, but just when I sit down to relax, or read or do something myself, the kids appear out of nowhere, and need something.  A drink, a snack, help, anything!  Where do they come from, and how come they know Mom sat down?

Have you ever noticed that when you really have a craving, something happens and you can’t get it?  Like you want a certain kind of donut, and of course they’re out.  Or you want a White Hot Chocolate, and the machine is broken down.  Murphy’s Law!

I always end up going to the grocery store for ONE particular item.  I end up coming home with 15 OTHER items, and guess what!  I forgot the original item I went to the store for in the first place!

If you mop your floor, the next thing that’ll happen is either (a) child will come walking through the door with muddy, wet sneakers, (b) dog will either pee/poop or throw up, or (c) you will spill some sort of sticky liquid all over your clean floor! 

If I let someone go in front of me in traffic, I EXPECTa wave.  Y’know, I did a kind gesture, the least you can do is wave and say thank you!  I need to be thanked, I actually get mad if someone can’t be bothered to wave thank you.  I mean, I didn’t HAVE to let you go, I was being nice, now I’m all mad yelling like a crazy woman, “YOU’RE WELCOME JACKASS!”

Elle

Sissy is in the school play today and is so nervous and excited. She had to be at school by 8am to get ready for the 9am curtain call. Just after 8, the phone rang and I saw it was the school and knew it was Sissy.

Sissy: Mom, did you pack my costume?

Me: Yes, it’s in your backpack. Didn’t you look inside it?

Sissy: No, I just thought I forgot it.

I think she meant that she thought her mother forgot it. This was the costume that she told me she needed for last Friday’s dress rehearsal. She told me Friday morning just minutes before the bus came and I had to work that day. Why do kids always wait until the last minute to tell you what they need? We’ll go to the play tonight and tomorrow night and then we’ll have one exhausted young lady.

Last night I made a New England Boiled dinner and my husband made a split pea soup out of the stock and the ham bone. Can I just say gross!? Besides being disgusting, pea soup always makes me think of The Exorcist. It smelled really awful while he was cooking it and even he had to admit that it smelled pretty bad. He said it looked like boiling green slime with bones in it. Yum! This morning the smell is still lingering and every time I open the fridge I get a fresh cold waft of it again. Blech! So we have like 8 containers of this smelly soup and he’s the only one who will eat it. I’m wondering what people will say at work when they smell his lunch today.