Thursday, September 27, 2012

Some people's children!

Yes, this mother that loves her children, is talking about HER children....Dain Bramaged children.  I cannot get over the things that transpired this morning.  Every time I think about it, I giggle.  I swear, it's a good thing I don't work (much) outside the house.  These people NEED me, I tell ya!

This post is a head scratcher.  How do it put it all into words.  There are so many details of what took place this morning that need to be included, and yet, you still might not be able to wrap your mind around it.

8:15 a.m.---Let me just start by explaining, John didn't have to be into work this morning.  At home, it was one of those we-are-running-behind-kind-of-mornings.  I made lunches for the kids and whisked Jace and Haley away to the Elementary school (driving John's car...with Riley and Brynn's lunches in hand.)  Not wanting them to be late, John hopped in the van and headed toward the Junior High and High School.  I whipped around the block, did a roll the window down, toss the lunches maneuver into the van window, John plopped both lunches in Riley's lap and away they went.  You with me so far?

So, now John is in route to drop the girls off at the schools.  First he drops Brynn off at the Junior High.  Second he takes Riley to the High School.  When she gets out, she laughs and teases John that Brynn forgot her lunch and now he has to drive back to the Junior High and deliver it.

8:30 a.m.---So John takes the lunch over to the Junior High.  He delivers it to the front office and tells them it is Brynn's lunch. 

10:00 a.m. ---Brynn calls to say that the lunch we dropped off is not hers.  She explains that she already has a lunch, and that lunch belongs to Riley.  So, now Brynn has 2 lunches! John and I are sitting at home saying, "What the crap, Riley!"

11:00 a.m.---John picks up the lunch he had JUST dropped off at the Junior High a couple of hours ago.  He explains to the office that our children are "special".  He then takes the lunch over to the High School office and tells them it is Riley's lunch.  John then heads to work.

11:30 a.m.---Riley calls me to say that the lunch we dropped off to her is NOT hers.  She said that it was Brynn's lunch.  At this point, I am thinking...I just have to say it...what the hell!?  Am I going nuts!?  Did I make 3 lunches?  Riley explained what was in each sack, and I knew then...WE JUST WENT TO THE JUNIOR HIGH AND TOOK THE ONE LUNCH THAT WAS THERE!!!  There was never 2 lunches there! 

So to recap, Brynn had 0 lunches, then she had 1 lunch, then she had 0 lunches, then she had 1 lunch.  Riley had 1 lunch, then she had 2 lunches, then she had 1 lunch.  This is like one of those annoying math story problems that you just want to blow your brains out after reading.

12:00 a.m.---I drove to the High School to get the 2nd lunch...

Riley + 2 lunches - 1 lunch = I am going to kick some butts. 
 
I took the lunch over to Brynn at the Junior High.  She is the culprit that started all of this.  She walked out to get the lunch with a sheepish grin.  How do you even get mad?  At this point, I can't stop laughing.
 
So that, my friends, was my morning.  Tomorrow they will be going to school with their lunches pinned to the front of their shirts.

Having said all that, I still love these little "toots" and would do anything for them!
 
“I try to stay in a constant state of confusion just because of the expression it leaves on my face.”
Johnny Depp 


School Work

Oh, how I love looking through some of the things that my kids write.  Especially when they are young, and just learning to write.  Here are a couple little gems that Haley brought home a couple of days ago...
 That would have to be a lot of dimes.  Good stuff!


She loves her adventures with her dad.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Powder Puff Football

Monday night was the annual Powder Puff Football game at the High School.  The first game was the Junior girls against the Freshmen girls.  The game was a close one.  The Freshmen girls gave the Junior girls a run for their money.  (I think they were given a little help by the officials.) 
 
The second game was the Senior girls against the Sophomore girls (Riley's team).  I had heard that this group of Senior girls had never lost a Powder Puff game.  So, I was a bit nervous for Riley and her team.  I didn't want them to go out there and get killed.  One of the coached for the Sophomore girls was my nephew Stockton.  It was almost as fun watching the coaches as it was the girls.  They wanted their team to win so bad.  The final score of the game was 14-14.  Nicely done Sophomore girls!!  The Senior team advanced (who knows why...I guess because they are Seniors) to the final game---Juniors against Seniors.  I don't think Riley's team cared that much.  I think they were just glad to have given the Senior girls a good run.
Jace and his cousins Quin and Carson.
Riley holding the ball for the kick...
Stockton



 
My nephew Parker was one of the cheerleaders for the game.
He is in the white sweater with his back to the camera.
 

Riley HAD to have Peyton Manning's number.  Some girl on her team got the shirt with the 18 and Riley somehow convinced her to let her wear it in the game.  After the game, they traded shirts back.  Riley is so in love with Peyton Manning.

Stockton and Riley
 
This picture shows a little back in the day Powder Puff action.  This is a picture of my Powder Puff team when I was a Junior.  And yes, we beat the Seniors that year.  Let me just say, I don't think they were too happy. 

Friday, September 21, 2012

Grrrrrr.


For the last little while, I have felt like I want to punch someone in the face.  I can't seem to put my finger on why.  I think I have been irritated one to many times by...see even still can't put my finger on it now.

Maybe it's not ONE thing, but several things all rolled into one.  I don't know if venting would help.......or maybe I should just punch someone in the face.

Sometimes venting helps.  Other times it just fans the flames.  If I were to gripe about it all, it would be a long, boring, whiny post.  I will spare you and just give you my top 3 gripes (in no particular order).
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First of all, I can't even watch CNN, Fox News, MSNBC, or any network that is talking politics anymore.  Around every turn, half truths are being told, statements are taken out of context, and blaming is the name of the game.  There are so many dishonest people that run the country, and so many morons delivering "their news" it just infuriates me.  A little less talk, a lot more action!  Pull your head out people!
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I'm not going to talk specifics here, and I probably shouldn't even be mentioning....
There are a couple of people in my life that, I feel, are currently making bad decisions. Not my problem, you say?  I get that.  None of my business?  Yes. But, I just can't help myself.  When you see someone that you love making life changing, questionable decisions, it has an affect on you.  I guess I just want to stop them from making those choices, so they don't have to suffer the consequences.  What the H?  Why am I always getting involved and trying to fix things?
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I haven't exercised once, since my foot surgery.  I had a regular routine going and then, BAM nothing.  My foot is now to the point where I feel like I can start up again, and I still haven't done it.  Sometimes I feel like I have become the worst version of myself (what a feel good kinda feelin').  I am constantly telling myself I will start tomorrow.  In a way, I feel like a Self-Sabotager...stepping on my own foot so I can't move forward.  I have been thinking a lot lately about self sabotaging and why the crap I am doing it.  Is it Self-Sabotage, or am I just lazy?  Either way, it's ticking me off.  I think I just need to strap on my running shoes and kick my butt down the road.  (Swearing may be involved.)

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Back to the grind

School is officially back in session.  It is with mixed emotions that I send my kids back to school.  There is something so wonderful about summer.  No major schedule and just the lazy, carefree days.

The popsicle stained tongues, dirty feet, sun kissed cheeks, sleeping in, baseball games, hot days/cool nights, smell of fresh cut grass, swimming, flip flops, sounds of sprinklers and crop dusting airplanes, empty popcorn bowls, etc.

Towards the end of summer, I noticed that we were all getting a little more impatient with each other... and I knew that it was time.  Time to be back on a schedule.  Time to be working, improving, accomplishing.  (That doesn't always happen in the summer).

This year, Riley is at the High School.  It just so happens to be the same High School that I went to (about 5 years ago, er more like 22 years ago...ouch that is a little painful).  But, some of the same teachers that were there (those many years ago), are still there.  This just completely blows Riley's mind.  She thinks I am like a dinosaur, so she can't even comprehend that they taught ME.

Riley is taking some hard classes.  She always seems to breeze through classes (even though she can drive me crazy with her procrastination--that may be the death of me).  She is taking a couple of guitar classes this year.  That should be interesting.  I hope she likes it because I went out and bought a guitar before school started.
Brynn is in the oldest class at the Middle School.  They changed the school from a Junior High to a Middle School (7th and 8th grades only).  The 9th grade class was moved over to the High School.  I'm glad that Riley and Brynn are 10th and 8th grades, so they were not flung into the change.  It will give me some time to prepare for next year.  Sending Brynn to the High School next year may just put me over the edge.  I get nauseous just thinking about it now.  I think I am a slightly over protective mom.  Okay, maybe I am more like a momma bear and will kill anyone that messes with my children.

Brynn is playing the violin again.  She didn't play last year because she wanted to take cooking and sewing.  I think she was a little disappointed with those classes.  She thought she was going to learn lots and lots and ended up a little frustrated.  She doesn't like to carry the violin to school.  (I so remember hating that too).  I think she feels a little nerdy or something.  I hope she will stick with it.
Jace is a 6th grader--last year of Elementary school.  I can't even believe that.  He is just a great kid.  I hope he has a great last year in elementary school. 
 Haley has the same teacher this year as she did last year.  Her teacher "looped" and so she has the same students as last year.  I like this.  Haley already knows the rules and I already know what the teacher expects and how things are done.

 I sure love my kids!  I hope we have a fantastic year!!