Sunday, November 23, 2014

Been Around the World, Don't Speak the Language

My car has been in a sorry state. In that, it's messy.  In September, I drove a young friend who called it "repulsive."

The kids are always apologizing to their friends when they get in.  They apologize, but they don't take responsibility. Which they should because it's all their crap that's causing at least 60% of the problem.  The other 40% is a result of a life-long condition I've had concerning messy cars.

Anyway, things really came to head last night when I was driving some peeps home from a theatrical experience.  In order to accommodate four adult passengers, I had to frantically swat debris from Mac's seat while Adriana looked on and commented, "It's nice to know that someone like you has a flaw."

That was kind of a nice thing to say, but on the whole, the miniature van is embarrassing.

So, I got up this morning and I cleaned the car.  I can now ride with pride. I still need to use some upholstery cleaner on Mac's seat, but on the whole, it's far less humiliating.

This should last at least five days.  We'll see.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

The Visit

My mom is flying in today from Arizona.  That last time she flew in from a warmer locale to visit, I got a hideous facial infection and had to spend most of the time in the hospital.

This time, I'm feeling good and ready to party.  We have a play on the agenda, as well as some hockey games, Grand Friends' day at school, a Thanksgiving feast, and probably some other fun stuff.

Let the good times roll.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

It's Thursday. It's Serial.

I have to admit that right now I'm not giving the blog my full attention.  Instead, I'm listening to Serial on my headphones while Mac watches some infernal show with singing frogs, and Shef sulks on the couch.  Because of the show with the frogs.

To be fair, the frogs are really terrible.  You should see Shef's face right now.  The two of them are huddled up on the couch and Shef looks absolutely disgusted.  Even Mac doesn't seem to really be enjoying it.  I think he's watching it because it's HIS TURN to pick, and he can't admit he picked something completely stupid.  The show also has talking letters of the alphabet.

Shef just interrupted me to audibly complain about the vapid dialogue.

"Mac," I said, "you could let Shef pick now."

He made a sound that I feel like meant NOOOOOO.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Goofy Goober

Per my resolution to enjoy winter and fight crabiness, I went for a run outside with my friend Paula yesterday.  I wore lots of clothes, and guess what?  I wasn't even cold.  It was quite pleasant.  So far, so winning at winter.

Unfortunately, crabiness creeped in over night, and I'm feeling some crank coming on.  Life will be better for me, my colleagues, and my students if I find a way to banish it. One cause is that on Tuesday nights, we have vocabulary homework that the kids do online.  Inevitably, I get five emails from kids who, for whatever reason, cannot complete this online vocabulary assignment.  EVERY WEEK.  Sometimes their parents also write to say, my child tried really hard to get this done and wasn't able to!  Everyone is clearly annoyed.

I'm about ready to go back to pencil and paper vocabulary assignments with no drag-and-drop and online etymological dictionary.  Let's just do some good old fashioned word work already.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014


It's that time again.  This week, Lee and I are giving you Ceramic Fowl with DVD.  Here, I feel my chicken is really striving to be like The Incredibles.  It's his dream, I'm pretty sure.

And, today I'm going running outside in the algid temperatures, most likely.  And I'm not even going to complain about it.

Monday, November 17, 2014

She was a Bad Egg

I've made a decision, and it's major.

I'm embracing winter this year.

Last year, I spent every day complaining bitterly about winter and being depressed and miserable.  It does suck here in the winter, but there's no gain in pointing it out all the time.

So, this year, I'm going to enjoy it!  I'm going to bundle up and go walking!  I'm going to put on my gore-tex-enhanced running shoes and lope around the lake!  I'm taking the kids to the sledding hill!  I'm asking for snowshoes for Christmas!  Whee!

There's been snow on the ground for a week.  We'll see how long I can make this last.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Strike That. Reverse It.

Remember Claire?  She was our nanny from the time Mac was born to the time he was three years old, and therefore obviously deserves a Nobel Prize of some sort.

Now Claire is just about eight months pregnant with her first child, and I got to go to her shower yesterday.  I have to say, I felt a little bit old attending a former babysitter's baby shower.  But on the other hand, it felt like a baton was passing.  Do you hear what I'm saying? Go, Claire, go!

I know it's hard to tell, but that tiny person on the right is just about EIGHT MONTHS pregnant.  One of the shower games required guests to take a piece of yarn and estimate how big around Claire's "belly" is.  I simply measured my own non-pregnant waist, and that was about right.  

I didn't allow this game to be played at my own baby shower because we would have needed many, many skeins of yarn to accomplish it.  And, I would have cried.

I didn't win the belly estimating game, but I did win another one, partly because Claire's mom (Hi, Anne!) let me cheat off of her just a tiny bit.  As a result, I got to munch delicious chocolate-covered cranberries on the way home.  Divine.