Back To School Night

Last night was Back-To-School night at Little Man's school. Mr. Daphewood managed to get off of work early to go to this thing. He was glad that he did because the teacher told us about a conversation she had wth our son. On the playground Little Man came up to her very distressed. He pointed to kids that were up high playing wildly on the monkey bars and said "Please tell those kids to be very careful. They may fall and hurt their brains and that would make more work for my Daddy." My husband got a chuckle out of that one. I couldn't figure out if Little Man was more upset about kids possibly getting hurt or more upset about the thought of his father working longer hours.

Missing Some People

Mr. Daphnewood has been working so hard these days. I get to take breaks but he doesn't. I just paged him about 30 minutes ago and got no return call. Do you know what that means? It means he is scrubbed into a surgery and it is 10pm. Surgeries take a long time but neurosurgeries can be brutally long. He chose this path, right? I still feel bad for him and I really miss him.

I think I am going to travel a bit. I will visit sunny San Diego for a couple of days to see my Daddy. That is yet another man in my life that I miss dearly. He is a great man and it has been too long since I have been back. He doesn't travel so I must go to him.

I am putting some new quotes up on the side bar. Sorry it has taken so long to change them.

Baseball and Loose Ends

I have been watching baseball as much as possible lately. There is only about one month left and then I will have to wait until April for it to start up all over again. I will be lost. Hopefully the Astros will make it to the post season but it isn't looking good. I still think they can do it.

I have also been really busy doing paperwork that has been left unattended since the summer break. I have to deal with social security ( a bureaucracy so imagine the red tape). Also, fill out emergency cards for school, PTA forms and classroom volunteer days. Yuck yuck and more yuck. Seriously, have any of you ever had to deal with the nazis that run the PTA? Last year was so pleasant. They had this woman who was wonderful and didn't imagine herself as more important than anyone. She just wanted to make the school better for the kids. Now she is gone and I am dreading the new reign. Will this person be a whiner? a dictator? a snoot? I have met some that are all three. It makes me want to not be a part of it at all. anyhoo, that is a look into my boring life these days.

I Wish....

I wish that the fall would get here. I am a little tired of the heat and allergies this summer.

I wish Mouse wouldn't freak out about every essay assignment. She is a better writer than she believes.

I wish fast food wasn't fattening.

I wish the Astros would start playing like the championship team that they are.

I wish I had money to blow on a huge shopping spree.

I wish my cravings for soda would go away since I gave soda up and promised myself I wouldn't drink the stuff anymore.

I wish the news would quit printing about the JonBenet Ramsey case.

I wish I would stop reading the news. It's like an addiction.

I wish Keanu Reeves had a thing for short full-figured married chicks in their late 30's.

I wish I could go on vacation to some place exotic.

I wish I didn't have to shave my legs but hairy legs are gross.

I wish Mr. Daphnewood would get a day off. I think this one might actually come true!

I wish you all would have a fantastic weekend!!!!

Pluto No Longer A Planet

Scientists axed Pluto's planet status. They called it a "dwarf planet" now. What a crock of *!@#! Have NONE of these scientists ever read Charlotte's Web? I guess they will all look shame faced when Pluto wins an honorable mention at the county fair against their "giant planets". Runts rule!

Boring Times

I have been working a lot lately. I have moved most of my work home, work that will keep me occupied for at least 2 years. It is sort of depressing to see this mass of paperwork knowing it will take two years to get through. But nonetheless, I plod away. On a side note, M-Boy made me chuckle yesterday. He is just so darn cute. He told me that in his computer class there are a lot of girls that want to be his friend. He said there were so many that he MUST be a heart-throb. I like his confidence.

Cybering Defined

I was kind of surprised but not shocked at the comments about cybering. I was happy that so many people don't know what cybering is because it means you aren't perverts. Those who did know what it is, IM me later (just kidding!) Now excuse me while I cry a moment before taking yor innocence away *cry cry cry* It is like phone sex but online through instant messaging. Two people talk dirty to each other with one hand on the keyboard and the other usually uh...doing other stuff.

Big Butts

Have you ever seen someone's butt that was so big that it no longer resembled an ass? Well, welcome to my world.

Summer Is Over

The kids started school last week. My days of sleeping in are over until next summer. Sure, I get two weeks in December to be lazy but it isn't the same as 11 weeks of pure schedule changing sleeping in. No more late nights into 3 or 4 am. I am adapting. The kids are having a harder of time of it. Little Man is in the 3rd grade now. I just got his ritalin refilled so hopefully this week will go smoothly. I kind of got a weird vibe when I let his teacher know that he takes ritalin. I hate when things like that happen.

M-Boy goes to the high school in the morning for math but the rest of the day he goes to middle school. Mouse and M-Boy got the same geometry teacher, just at different times. M-Boy goes everyday because he is on the middle school schedule. Mouse goes every other day because she is on high school block scheduling. Their teacher decided to assign the same homework just splitting M-boy's into two days worth of work. You all know that M-Boy loves math and he completed both days worth of work on sunday afternoon. Mouse has yet to do her work. She says "it's due on tuesday and I can always copy M-boy's" Nice. They are both off to a wondeful start in honors geometry, don't you think?

This Must Be My Week For Golden Questions

Little Man asked about zombies and now M-Boy had a question of his own.

What is cybering?

What to say? M-Boy is advanced in so many areas but in many ways he is still very child-like. So my first question was "where did he hear that term?" Every autistic individual is different but a lot of them love rules; they need rules. M-Boy plays at neopets.com and decided to read the entire 'terms and conditions' page. Who does that kind of thing?! Anyway, apparently neopets doesn't permit cybering or romance on their site. Well that is a relief but it piqued M-Boy's curiosity. I am open about sex with my kids but he just didn't understand why people would want to talk about sex through typing. Even Mouse didn't know what cybering was and she is 15. She just blushed and said "that's gross". M-Boy laughed hysterically. At least it was a humorous lesson, right?

A Bright Spot In A Tragic Event

I have been thinking a lot about 9/11 lately. I haven't seen the movie World Trade Center yet and I still might be brave enough to go later this week or next. I know we all have our stories of that day. I don't think a single person in America was left untouched by the horrors whether or not we had a loved one trapped in those buildings or on one of the planes. But my thoughts keep going back to the actual day and the days immediately afterwards.

I sat there and watched the towers collapse on TV and cried. So did a lot of newscasters. I kept thinking about all of those people who were in the buildings when they fell and the people on the street that it could have fell on top of. But then I saw it in bits of news clips. People were helping anyone they could. No one cared if it were a man, woman or child that needed help. No cared what color of skin they had. No cared about their religion or lack of. No one cared which political party they belonged to. No one cared about anything superficial like that, only that they needed help. No one even cared if the people were citizens or not. People were helping and going out of their way to bring anyone they could to safety. To preserve life. And sometimes just to offer a comforting hug or a shoulder to cry on.

Why does it take some tragedy like this to bring out the best in people? It is sad yet it is so comforting to know that we still have humanity deep inside of us. We might not show it every day but we have heart. I am a patriot but today I say God Bless Humanity not just America.

Parenthood Rocks!

As a parent, I get asked some pretty strange questions. A lot of parents get uncomfortable when kids ask things like "where do babies come from?" but I don't. Once Little Man asked me if he would get hair on his private parts like his brother. Yep. Then M-Boy asked why was eating your boogers bad for you if it came from your body. That was a new perspective I didn't see coming. Mouse had her fair share too but she usually acted first then asked questions later like the time she stole all of the eggs out of the refrigerator to hatch baby tigers. It took several weeks to convince her that tigers do not hatch. This week I got asked one of those golden questions. It came from Little Man.

Do zombies want brains to eat or do they want the brains to live?

My answer was a mixed "I am not sure but I have always assumed that zombies needed to eat the brains to live, kind of like you need to eat healthy food to live" SO how would you answer the zombie question?

parenthood rocks!

Guess What I Had For Dinner Last Night

and it was good!

Fun Times *

*updated with photos

This week has been a blast so far. On monday, Mr. Daphnewood made a surprise visit home at 9:30 am. He said he had the day off. No surgeries were scheduled and he was told to go home by the chief resident. Hail to the chief! Whoohoo!

M-Boy has decided he is not ready for school to start. His exact words were "I think I am used to summer now. I want it to stay." Poor baby. Reality comes right back to slap you down.

Little Man, my mother and I went to see Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Oh my gosh that movie was funny! We laughed so hard. I think my favorite parts of the movie was the whole hospital set up. Don't you dare wish that evil on me Ricky Bobby! You'll have to see the movie to know what I am talking about.

Mouse told me something really funny she read on the internet. It was someone's tagline:
Being in love is like peeing your pants. Everyone can see it but only you can feel it.

God bless that kid who came up with that.

So how is your week going?



a cell phone pic. I got all of my hair cut off when I was in Houston.



Little Man puts so many sprinkles on his ice cream at Sweet Tomatoes/Soup Plantation. Another cell phone picture.

Feeling Loved

Mr. Daphnewood has made me feel really loved lately and he doesn't even know it. He talks in his sleep. Do you know what he says? He says things like "I love you [Daphne]" and "You are such a good wife". He has always talked in his sleep and it has been a source of entertainment in the past but this is even better. What a great feeling.

Living In Denial

Is anyone else depressed about the news lately? I get sick to my stomach everytime I try to read a story. There is so much hate in the world. Religions fighting amongst themselves, liberals and conservatives pointing fingers at each other, nations threatening to destroy other nations. It is horrible. I cannot watch anymore. It seems like if I have a certain view about something.....let's see....I'll pick a random topic.....fashion. Just the topic of fashion will start a war! You don't believe me? Okay, just follow along.

I like that shirt what! That shirt was made by child workers in a sweatshop! Slave labor is closer to describing their job.

What a neat purse that purse was illegally imported undermining the American employee and severely infringing upon the trademark protection.

This jacket looks warm Do you know how many animals die for stupid fashion statements? Fur might be warm but the animal that had it before you needed it more.

These shoes are cool! Those shoes are designed by the masculine with intent on keeping a woman uncomfortable and in a subservient role. Until women can wear shoes that are comfortable yet still professional looking then men will always percieve themselves to be dominant.

Now before you all say, oh that isn't reality I swear to God Himself that something along those same lines has been said to me at one point in the past two years. The news sucks. I will start turning a blind eye which is very sad in itself. Sometimes living in denial for a short bit is the only way to survive.

Oh How I love Thee.....