Wednesday, December 18th 2013
It is a full moon...and my werewolves are running amok... either that or there is only 7 days until Christmas and my wild Indians are in some kind of trance throwing caution to the wind along with rules and manners!
So I talked to Monkey's teacher on Tuesday and she was at her wits end as she said the class had been horrible all day. She hollered at them to stop talking and I about peed my pants it was so loud when she yelled. Then I chimed in on the hollering (it felt right at the moment) and threatened that the Christmas party would be cancelled if they didn't straighten up. We got their attention...for at least another 45 seconds. Then I go by today to see how things are for the party on Th and if there is any last minute instructions that me and the other homeroom mom need. They were wild again. And last night my two were so loud and at each other throats that I threatened to take all of their gifts back and would make them watch hubby and I open presents. Today, I see Monkey's 1st grade teacher who said she hasn't smiled all day! I think there is something in the water.....
The Christmas choir program was last week at the capital so the girls still have those songs plus other random Christmas music in their heads. But apparently the music teacher has moved on to the third and fourth grade musical in the spring and tonight I over heard Monkey singing Have yourself a Merry Christmas which segued immediately (seamlessly I might add) into 76 trombones...I had to stop and think about what I just heard come out of her mouth. I thought nothing of it other than it was odd yet normal for her and then Lawyer began humming and singing it and hour or so later. So guess what tune I have in my head right now....could be worse I guess.
We took the girls to see the Christmas parade last week. I can't say parade with a straight face. Lawyer, when she was very little, would tell us she wanted to go see the pahraid, like the word had more than two syllables in it and an emphasis on the "PA" with a soft h sound after it. We have a county fair parade and we took them to see it when they were little every year and they either laughed or cried depending on what apparatus or person was marching/driving by. (think fire truck with sirens a blaring...) So we decided to go, for the second time only, to the Christmas parade and we bundled up the..ok that is an overstatement. Actually, we screamed, PUT YOUR COAT ON WE ARE GOING SOMEWHERE RIGHT NOW! We tend to procrastinate and then have sudden last minute urges...So we have a random assortment of items on as we decided we could go to hubby's office as it is on the second floor and on the parade route...and WARM. Genius right?! It was like 20 degrees outside with a stiff wind. It was cold enough that if you were outside long enough you would get chilled to the bone. But the "pahraid" was not worth actually standing out side and watching the little event. It is sad really. 39 pageant queens, 14 political candidates, 3 floats with one horrid sounding band (bless their hearts) 2 marching bands and Santa riding on a pink fire truck and taking about 8 minutes. Ok, I may have slightly exaggerated about the beauty queens and candidates but it just seemed like there were that many to me. Not a fan of pageants....another day, another topic... We then got the bright idea to go see the huge tree at the town square that the town paid $130K for. (It is a bit of a sore spot for many since its lights don't work half the time...)We found a space where all the lights were working and had our friends, who happened to show up at the same time, take our picture. Did I say it was freezing outside? We were GROSSLY under dressed and like to froze our little hineys off. Fun time but not worth the frost bite.
Now if I can get thru the next couple of weeks without ending up on the most wanted page I will be successful. I have two kid parties tomorrow, an appt and a funeral at the same time on Friday (don't ask), massive clean up of the office on Sat/Sun as Father in law (FIL aka Gasket Man) is coming on Monday and our home office doubles as the extra bedroom when we throw the blow up bed on the floor. I am off all next week thankfully but trying to get to that point of relaxation but school functions and work is about to kill me. And I am trying to get back into cooking b/c we ate out or fixed frozen meals for a week or so and I felt like a ton of bricks was in my insides. I felt cranky and sluggish and just generally sick. Not doing that anymore so had to get to cooking again so I watched my Pioneer Woman recorded episodes to get inspiration last night and today. Saturday I made her fettuccine alfredo with some shredded chicken and man o man was it good. Tonight I made GF fried chicken, roasted butternut squash, and fresh green beans tonight. Love me some home cooking! Now to try and not kill my offspring before the fat man in the red suit arrives...
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