Christmas Tree Needles and Other Useless Irritants of the Holidays

Okay - short rant......Christmas tree needles. Is there anything more annoying about the holidays??? They get EVERYWHERE and in EVERYTHING. They embed themselves in the carpet and cling to dust bunnies. And it's only been ONE DAY since we put up our Christmas stuff.

Next on the list - the mysteriously broken ornaments. Anyone else have those? They mysteriously end up broken and no one knows what happened. We had one this morning. It was funny.....next to the broken ornament was an open glue stick. Hmmmmmm.

And next.....the item that was charged incorrectly. Oh yeah. Ya gotta love these. Especially when you've been shopping too long and your back hurts and all you want is a Diet Pepsi and after waiting in line for-ev-er and finally getting your car loaded and getting home, you realize they OVERCHARGED you for an item. And not a small ticket item, a LARGE ticket item.

Anyone else have any they'd like to share???

What to do about Facebook and MySpace???

I joined MySpace and Facebook a year ago or so, mostly to get in touch with old friends since my 20th reunion was coming around. It was a lot of fun and I found a bunch of old friends, some of which were gay. They were friends and I was happy to get in touch with them and find out what had been going on in their lives the last 20 years.

And then Prop 8 came up. And my concern for hurting any of my gay friends prompted me to just avoid MySpace and Facebook for a while. I supported Prop 8 and I did so publicly, but was very careful not to make an issue of it with my gay friends or other friends who opposed Prop 8. So now, after the election, I have many friends who are not happy about Prop 8 passing. And they are fighting Prop 8 on Facebook and MySpace and I have no desire to go there anymore.

I am disappointed that it has gotten to the point of alienating friends. I feel that if I go to those sites, I will eventually feel the need to explain the other side and then I'll REALLY alienate some friends and so for now I prefer to avoid instead of cause a rift in friendships. Although, in a way, I guess the rift is already there.

I'll be so bummed if MySpace and Facebook are lost to me forever!!!

Seriously. Enough Already!!

This weather is depressing me!

What in the world is going on?  I think that the whole "Global" warming trend is a farce and it is actually "Southern California Warming".  SERIOUSLY!  Who has it out for us?  It's November for crying out loud.  Let's forget the whole Thanksgiving thing and head for the beach!!  Anyone care to join us?

I feel kind of like the ants we roasted with our magnifying glass as kids must have felt just before they were incinerated beyond recognition.  Is that the next step?  Is that what we have to look forward to?

I busted out all of our fall clothes (there is no such thing as winter clothes in So. Cal.) when we had our cooling trend.  What!?!  You don't remember that?!?  Remember, it was like 3 weeks ago and it lasted for about an hour and a half.  Anyway, the kids have outgrown all their summer stuff and so I figured, it was getting to be that time for it to start cooling down, so I  just pulled out the next seasons attire.  Yeah.  Now what?  Sweat all day long wearing long pants and long sleeved shirts, or buy an entire new summer wardrobe for 3 kids?!?  That won't happen.  We could also just let the cheeks hang out the bottom of the shorts, or have some serious Baby Huey shirts, with little bellies hanging out or I guess they could all run around in their underwear...  Hmmm.  That won't happen either.  Imagine the talk that would ensue.  So...we are stuck wearing our cool weather duds in this ridiculous heat.  

Here's hoping we can stave off heat stroke.

Why?

Why do children have to have a holiday in the middle of the week?

Why do they save up all their energy for that one day?

Why do they pretend they don't hear you and think they can get away with ignoring you?

Why do they have volume controls that conveniently break on their day at home?

Why don't mom's get paid millions for this????

But I Want The Blue Bowl!

Alright, well it looks like I am the only one who has stuff to complain about. Not really sure I know how to feel about that...

That being said.

Why is it that as soon as you sit down for a "Mommy Moment", you know, those times that you have been running around all day and decide that for two seconds you are going to sit your butt down in a chair and, oh, I don't know, BLOG?, check e-mail, or even better (at my house at least) make a stinkin' phone call, (serious run-on sentence going here) that your kids decide that they no longer want to watch a movie that up until the second you sat your sorry butt down, they were TOTALLY into, or decide that they need a different color cup, or (my personal favorite) body slam their little sister?

Seriously, kids must have this alarm in their heads that screams at them, "Warning! Warning! Your mother is taking a minute for herself. Warning! Warning!" Does anyone know how to short circuit said alarm?

I feel like I am a fairly creative person when it comes to keeping my kids entertained (not every day of course, sometimes they need to work through boredom, right???) I will make a batch of salt dough and let them create, I will make sugar cookies and let them decorate. OK, TOTALLY busted, the sugar cookies are actually for me...YUM! But no matter the lengths I go to, it is never appreciated or enjoyed in quite the way I was hoping. I guess I should learn the lesson and just let them body slam each other...much less work.

So next time you try to call me on the phone, or send an e-mail, know that I will most likely have screaming children in the background demanding the blue bowl and not the perfectly fine Nemo bowl that I thought would be more fun and spent more stinkin' money on.

Someday, this will totally be worth it. Someday, this will totally be worth it. Someday, this will be totally worth it. That's right, keep repeating it, suck it up and know that someday they will appreciate all this work!

They will appreciate it someday, right???