Since I am still married (to a man), I still have four unruly kids, I am still working more jobs than a Jamaican, and it is still summer, this post is really anti-climatic. (And, if you want to just detour to the end where I apologize to you and promise to be more faithful - I won't hate you in the morning.)
Basically this post is just going to be a random list of what has been happening.
1. I went to the Big D. (That's Dallas, not Detroit.) I went to Dallas for a work retreat and I learned quite a bit. Here are a few of the highlights (names have been changed to protect the innocent - so innocent if you are reading, you're welcome). Sublist!
- I had my photo taken by A Professional. Now, let's just clear up something that's been kind of hanging on my blog for a while. I am no Looker. I have what is called "a face for radio." AND, I appear horrible in photos because I am also what's called Non photogenic. Or, in some circles Anti photogenic. Every photo that's ever been taken of me looks just like me. And, therein lies the problem. I have been waiting my whole life for someone to take my photo and transform it into someone else. Like Angelina Jolie. Well, this gal that took my photo has skills. She's not God, so I still do not look like Angelina Jolie, but finally I have a photo I can look at happily.
- Women who don't get out much (or who do) when left to their own devices can get quite ca-razy. Let's just suffice it to say that I have a new favorite drink called the Pineapple Upside-down Martini. Drink it! Your body will thank you.
- I fully embraced my inability to coordinate clothes. In fact, thanks to a fabulously insightful keynote speaker we had, I have decided that I might never dress myself again. (Except for maybe going to the grocery store and working-out.) Life is short. If you suck at doing something, consider the options. I cannot put together an outfit to save my life. So, (and in a roundabout way this is really a thank you note) Justahausweyef, my sincere thanks for assisting me in the fashion department. You would have probably cried at all the compliments I got on my coordinated outfits.
|That's Mrs. DayintheLife. She kinda looks like she could be a reporter or famous novelist. No? Okay. No. At least she doesn't hurt your eyes as much as when she photographs herself with the long arm?|
3. Yesterday hubby and I took our motley crew to Six Flags Fiesta Texas. In years past, we've arrived around 3:30 and stayed until closing (9:30/10:00 p.m.). We've selected this time schedule in order to avoid parental and child melt-downs. This year we decided Girl 3 was old enough to stay all day without serious risk of a melt-down.
And, I think our kids tried to kill us.
We operate sans maps so I think we covered every square inch of the park about three times. Did I say it's about 8000 acres? Oh, and did I mention it was like 106 degrees? It was nuts. And fun. Girl 3 had only one melt-down and it caused everyone in line for the bumper cars to lose all control.
She was dragged (by me) from the line screaming and spitting (yes, I said spitting). She was too short to ride the ride, even with an adult. This (unfortunately for her because it kinda ruins the drama when everyone is laughing at you) caused everyone in line (and me) to laugh hysterically either out of empathy or cruelty (I'll take either).
When I asked her a few minutes later when she was calm why she was spitting at me, she very calmly and sweetly said, "Because I am old enough to drive."
Yeah, you are. You've been driving me crazy since you were born.
4. Girl 1 has become quite good at little quips in response to my little quips. (Who me? Quip? I know.)
She has a horrible habit of wiping her mouth on the inside of the neckline of her shirt. Ugh. I hate it. I've tried every way possible to get her to stop...short of public humiliation...which I tried this past week.
Me: You are never going to get a boyfriend by doing that. (She's nine. I am *around* thirty-nine.)
Her: That's okay, mom. I already have one.
Girl 1: 1
Detour ends: I am going to try to be more faithful to my blog and to all of your wonderfully funny and absolutely great blogs, but know that it's still summer and summer doesn't even allow for private potty time most days. Until next time!