The other day, my friend XBradTC sent along a link to a book that just screams The Force.
Seriously, I can not think of anything more macbethy or hamletty than Star Wars.
Sheer EPICNESS!!!
Enjoy your Friday!! 😀
I Must Have Been a Compass in a Former Life
Yesterday, Eldest was in need of her social security card for work. I thought Hubby had it, so I told her to not fret, he would give it to her when he came home. You would think that such an important thing would be uppermost on her mind, but no. She played on her videogame and then showered and went to bed.
And then this morning I find a note asking that he get the card for her. GAH!!!
So this morning I ended up turning out all of my wallets, ashamed to find I own over a dozen, and at least managed to find Son’s and mine. But no luck on Eldest or Little One’s. So I did what anyone would do. I prayed to find them and asked:
If I were a social security card, where would I be??
I closed my eyes, and had a flashback to the tax office, and danged if I didn’t find them right where they were supposed to be all along: IN MY WALLET!!
In my defense, they were well hidden. But at least now everyone has their cards and I am no longer in charge of them. One less thing for me to worry about.
At least until such time as they ask for baptismal certificates. GAH!!! 😀
Pomp and Not Much Circumstance
Well, it’s final. Eldest has graduated from high school, and now the hard part begins.
The ceremony went without a hitch, and was very well co-ordinated. The speeches weren’t very long. The kids— well, the graduates didn’t fidget much, and for the most part, the young children in the audience behaved quite well. All in all, a very pleasant experience.
And now what?
She has plans, and will be working this summer as a guide and work her way up to canopy and high wire challenge expert. I have no idea what that is, but she’s excited about it. And then she goes off, into the wild blue yonder. And I am left wondering what the heck just happened!!
One down, and two to go. I just hope they will be easier to handle than this one was. 😀
Friday Sithy
It’s the last day of school, my friends.
This day can easily end in tears. However, that also means I get to return to my normal blog-reading-and-commenting state. Aren’t you happy!!?? I sure am. But since today will be taken up by early release and last minute uniform checks and sundry stuff, I shall leave you with a Sithy, courtesy of XBradTC, who threatened me with dire violence kindly sent this to me, thinking it would be a fine addition to my home.
AN AT AT BAR!!!! I think this would go well in the living room, or right by my crafting area.
Have a great Friday and stay thirsty, my friends 😉
When You Find The One
I dread that question. I know it’s coming, but I don’t want to hear it. To hear it means to answer it, and it won’t be easy.
When will I know if he or she is The One??
It’s a tough question to answer, isn’t it? On one hand, you want to tell them that HE (OR SHE) WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR MY BABY!! Then again, part of you wants to make sure they find the happiness you did. I remember Eldest asking me a long time ago how I knew Hubby was the man for me. I told her a simplified story, but the truth is, he was the one that made me laugh at everything. That was how I knew. It took years for us to adapt to each other as one, but I knew.
I never asked my parents that question, probably because I was afraid of the answer! But it boils down to what he or she is willing to sacrifice for the other. Seeing the imperfections that make them perfect in the others’ eyes, and knowing that at the lowest point, they will help carry the burdens.
I can’t pick their soulmates. I can only guide them through that minefield. But if one day, my daughter texts her boyfriend about how bored she is in her History class, and ten minutes later he bursts into the room, screaming, “THERE’S A TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!! Thought you ought to know…” and pretends to faint in front of the class, I will let her know that he is a keeper 😉
Random Thoughts on a Wednesday—Scratch That. TUESDAY!!! Afternoon
I took Eldest to the mall this afternoon. She needed shoes for her graduation, and I needed shoes for a promotion ceremony. I walked into Macy’s™, where I seldom shop, and went to the shoes, right through to the sales rack, found the perfect pair, and proceeded to check out. “Shopping Like a Man” level: ACHIEVED.
There is no worse earworm than that of a Zelda game.
Funny how cleaning the house takes only minutes when you know you are having company.
Before I went to see Curtis Stone, I had two different types of vinegar in my pantry. Now I have nine.
Kindness is always free.
I have trained my dogs to want to go out as soon as I sit down. Ok, they trained me.
I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how some people claim to be ready for the zombie apocalypse, and yet they can’t manage to kill a spider without the use of five pairs of shoes, several cans of Raid™ and a Bic™ lighter, all the while crying like a toddler who fell off the swing set.
I am never too anything to be hungry.
That does it for today’s randomness. Hope y’all have a pleasant evening!! 😀
UPDATE!!!!!
It has been brought to my attention by Rob that it is Tuesday, not Wednesday. This is what happens when I am on pain meds and have no chocolate in the house.
Picking Battle Axes
Every day, it’s the same old story.
“Go wash the dishes!”
“Get in the shower!”
“Are you done with your homework??”
“It’s past your bedtime!”
Yes, they do have set chores, but seldom do they do them of their own accord. They don’t have a set time for bed, but if I am the one waking them up, then I sure as Hades don’t want to deal with slow cranky kidlets.
Last night, I finally had my epiphany: WHY DO I GO THROUGH THE TROUBLE??
Stick a fork, I’m done. I am not their social secretary, nor am I their daily reminder calendar. If they forget the dishes, I will gather them up and place them on their bed. If they forget laundry in the washer, I will take it out and let it mold on the floor. If they forget to put away food, they will enjoy it for breakfast. I’m too old and too grumpy to be chasing after that crap.
It’s my summer and I will be enjoying it, too!!
Channeling Alice Cooper
For the first time in like forever, I am looking forward to school ending and summer vacation. For most Stay-At-Home mothers, “summer” means “jail”. But honestly, this time it will be a reprieve from the almost constant deluge of school functions, meetings, concerts, and ROTC events. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy being involved. But there is only ONE of me, ok?? It is extremely difficult to be everywhere at once with the Laws of Physics refusing to bend to my every need. Every. Single. Weekend. PEOPLE!! It would have been fine if only all three kids had their activities in the same frickin’ town. But no…. THAT would have been waaaaaaay too easy.
Only the best back-to-school ad EVAH!!
But even I know summer can be a pitfall. It can unravel faster than a cheetah ripping through the yarn aisle at JoAnn’s™. So, a few rules MUST be implemented, observed and enforced in order for Mommy to not escape inside a bottle not lose her mind.
RULE #1
The term “I’m bored!” is banned. If uttered, even in a whisper or under breath, the culprit will have earned five hours cleaning the outside windows with newspapers and vinegar. Yes, I am old school.
RULE #2
You are responsible for your own breakfast AND lunch during the weekdays. Asking me for it will earn you an extra set of chores, to include attic cleaning.
RULE #3
TV will be limited to only three hours per day (not counting evenings). This does include any videogaming. Breaking this rule will have earned the perpetrator three hours of outside activity. Pooper scooper may be involved.
RULE #4
The query, “Why?” is no longer valid. End of discussion.
RULE #5
Any schoolwork for the summer will be done the FIRST two weeks of summer vacation, and not the last 20 minutes of summer vacation. As an addendum, any schoolwork that requires math or physics is solely the responsibility of Daddy. Mommy was told there would be no math.
RULE #6
Music while doing chores or for the joy of it is fine, as long as it is within the accepted parameters: no screamo, no alternative, no techno pop. Also, it must be played at a level consistent with my ability to keep my sanity, so nothing above 1,200 decibels.
So far these are a few of the solid rules. I shall be printing these out and posting them on the refrigerator, as well as on each of their doors. And quite possibly the bathroom mirror. Obey these rules, and you don’t get hurt. It is that simple.
Disobey, and deal with your father 😉
In Case You Wondered, I’m Still Here
I honestly thought that with the school year coming to an end, things would be easier. At the very least, I wouldn’t be so busy.
Well, I for one have learned my lesson.
I didn’t post much at the weekend because I spent it with the family, had some ROTC commitments for Memorial Day, and I figured y’all would be busy observing the holiday, too. And then Tuesday showed up, and all Hades broke loose from its tethers.
First, pick up car from mechanic.No, it ain’t fixed. The car’s computer is too OLD for the mechanic’s computer to “read”. GAH!!!
Second, take pics to be scanned to CD at Walgreen’s. Why? Because my scanner decided that scanning graduation portraits was gauche.
Third, go to dentist and change Eldest’s appointment for July. Finals wait for no senior.
Fourth, enquire at thrift shop on how to be a volunteer (Son needs the hours for NHS). Awesomely, I found an old candlestick to match another I found weeks ago.
Fifth, fix side mirror of Hubby’s car (fell off, so I E-6000 it). So it’s a bit crooked. So is the road.
Sixth, finish ironing. Because ACUs should never be ironed, unless you work for the Army.
Seventh, start dinner. Thank you Lord, for giving someone the intelligence to come up with pre-cooked burgers.
Eighth, take girls to get ice cream, because it’s on the way to a friend’s house where said friend has found a box turtle for them to see.
Ninth, go to Lowes™ and get air filters, even some in the wrong size, just to make tomorrow special.
Tenth, replace some filters, and enjoy having a dust storm settle in my hair.
So there you have it: how I spent my Tuesday. I’m hoping my week improves.
If it doesn’t, there’s wine for that 😀
On This Memorial Day
For me, it is one of the saddest holidays, and yet it is also filled with joy, knowing that such courage exists, and such sacrifices are made in defense of freedom.
I give thanks to all the men and women who paid the ultimate price so that I could speak, and worship, and complain, and demonstrate. And to do so in English.
May they never be forgotten, nor their sacrifices be in vain.
Sithy Things 