Would They Just Leave Already?

So it is day 4 of my weekend of torture. At no point since this fiasco of a school break has occured that I have time alone. Oh one or two will be gone and once even three but there is always that straggler.

I suppose it would be better if they had a place to go, I mean another room or something but alas that still hasn't occurred. So we sit here trying not to kill each other. Finding pleasure in books, TV and Movies.. well they find that sense of joy in bickering and fighting.

If my middle two ever actually leave my home I am going to insist they either live together say in Australia or live in separate parts of the world. Either way they will be out of my hair.

The good news is, so far you will not be reading about me in the news.

The Problem With Cars

As I spoke a few weeks back, my son got a car.. He was jubilant! Excited to be on his way, to be able to provide his own transportion, life was good.

Except... on thursday the week before last he called and asked me to check with the tire place and see how much a new tire and rim was going to cost him. Seems he hit a pothole. The rim was bent and the tire was flat.. Because no one seemed to know the name of the tire place I walked over in the sleeting rain and asked my questions. Got the answers and gave him a call. Silly me, I thought he had taken care of it.

Today, word girl and I went to the mall, I needed new glasses. As she has her permit she needed the practice. No problems well except for the car she just about side swiped and scared the beejeebers out of me... BUT... then when we were just 3 miles from home we were victims to another pothole. Taking out the DONUT that we were still driving on. Poor girl handeled it like a trooper.. Pulled over on the expressway and we switched places. I drove it the rest of the way home.

Hair Boy was amazingly nice about it.. all things considered it could have been prevented and I guess he realized that..

So No School Til TUESDAY

IF I start to babble, if it looks like I have lost my mind. If you wonder what is going on just understand.. NO SCHOOL TIL TUESDAY...

Just keep an eye out, look for me.. if it gets to scary send alcohol and chocolate...

and if all goes well you won't be reading about me in the paper..

but would someone explain why they need yet another 4 1/2 days off. Lets see Winter break was less than two months ago. And since then they have had every other Monday off, snow days and various other days..

Come On!! Give us poor mom's a break because bored teenagers are worse than anything

Blond Girl and the Robin

Today was a day when word girl goes to school early and Hair Boy goes to school late. That means blond girl gets to take the bus.

Now blond girl is a dallier.. I swear she waits until the last possible moment to put on her shoes before walking out the door... We have an alarm set up that actually goes off at 7:11 that means walk out the door then.. NOT put on your shoes and coat.. not grab something to eat no LEAVE.. that will get her to the bus on time. This morning of course she didn't no she dallied.. now she has dallied before with no ramifications but today she paid..

In she comes all sad and droopy saying she missed the bus (it is now 7:35) and needs a ride. So I get myself dressed and off we go not that it is a big deal in and of itself, for a year I did this everyday sometimes twice a day but it was just irksome. We had a nice chat and that made it worthwhile I dropped her off at school and returned home.

Once I got home, I just sat in the car. I do that sometimes when I am tired or just don't want to go in. AND then it happened.. an honest to God gift from heaven. Flying right up to the window and resting on the lip right in front of the side mirror, not inches from my face, was a beautiful red breasted robin. Oh my goodness he was beautiful. Made me just smile..

So blond girl today I thank you for your need to dally it started my day out perfectly. but DO NOT make a habit of it!!

The Girls Went Innertubing

and they of course picked one of the coldest days of the year!!!

But it would seem they had fun. I do so love when they interact in a positive way that does not include them killing each other..

of course when I tell my family and friends, they went innertubing they all being the California water rats that they are, assume water tubing.. then they say.. well wasn't it too cold for that?

shakes her head as she laughs at the family

The Power Rangers Generation

When Hair Boy was 5, barely in kindergarten there was this TV show, it came on like gangbusters drew all the little boys in, yes it was The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. A campy cartoon like show with Caricatures rather than Characters. Poorly written the acting was even worse but oh how the young boys loved it. It came on at 2:30 every day and woe was me if we were not home to watch it.

The marketing of course was brilliant and that first Christmas a power rangers action figure was a must, think cabbage patch crazy.. Of course somehow we managed to find a few figures for my sons, including the oh so desired Red Ranger.. The following Halloween, the show still going strong a Power Ranger was the most desired costume, and even the girls were starting to join in.. gotta love that pink ranger.

Every couple of years the show would evolve, characters would change and now 15 years later it is still on. Oh not every day but every Saturday morning. Ok, that is not too bad I mean it is fun in a campy sort of way and there is a certain message of good behavior, good vs. evil and leadership. But can someone please tell me when my kids (remember 20, 19, 17 and 14) are going to STOP watching it? To be fair Hair Boy is usually gone or asleep when it comes on but he has been known to stop and catch an episode..

If even one child is home I can hear the refrain from the show blasting over the airways.. One has to wonder at the insanity of these children and if I totally ruined them for life.

Jersey Boys

So blond girl, having a golden life, got to go see Jersey Girls with her High School choir. She loved it, adored it, came home thinking Frankie Valle was related to a higher power, has a new appreciation for the music of the 50's. yeah yeah yeah.. She also seems to think that everyone in Jersey was either a bank robber, a lost cause or someone famous.

Of course I attempted to correct that but she kept pointing out famous people from New Jersey and of course they were well famous.. or crooks and since she knew who they were they were well famous.

Forget the millions of hard working decent people who go day to day living in a state that has a much beauty as destruction. We of course only know what the comics tell us, the mockery made of the state and it's residents but hey I am from California so I understand the stereo types put upon state residents by the rest of the nation.

Anyway, she enjoyed the play... and is considering moving to New Jersey so she can start her career as a famous bank robber....