A REAL JOB
I am standing in the room. All eyes are on me. I can tell by their expressions they do not believe I possess any intelligence. This may be the hardest sell of my life.
I begin, "I know what I am talking about. Who do you think I am? I have been to college and have even graduated and have a piece of paper to prove it."
These people do not care about the paper, the college, or the fact that I have complete assurance that I am right in what I am talking about. These people are unreasonable. That doesn't sound like a horrific thing, but think about the word unreasonable.....it means can't be reasoned with... have you ever tried to reason with someone who is un reasonable?
It is impossible, and I am sure from the previous explanation, you understand the term impossible.
Who are these scary people? Why am I trying to convince them that I am an intelligent, capable person who they should listen to and heed my advice? You wonder, what group of unreasonable people would she waste her time trying to do the impossible with? She must be crazy...
no, I am a mother... of small children, and the people I try to convince I know what I am talkingabout are my children...Only a mother can understand, because from my observations, children somehow don't question their father's intelligence except maybe when they are older.
I have tried to emulate the father, do the way he does it, say it the way he says it, but alas, all my efforts are in vain. These little people don't believe me. They look at me as if to say, "you are good and you try so hard, but we know why you don't have a real job."
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Friday, December 7, 2007
benefits of small town life
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS TRUE, NO NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT
A few days ago, the children and I ventured off to Alco, a local variety store, to exchange a shotgun. The shotgun belonged to Wes and had failed to work after a short period. I was ok with the gun no longer working because the working part involved making noise, however, we decided that for the price, it should have worked longer. Anyway, we get to Alco and find another gun to replace our defective one. I realize that I had just put new batteries in our original gun, and being thrifty wanted to keep my batteries. So we make our way over to the tools to see if we can find something to open up this gun, because everyone with children knows that it is not as simple as opening a lid to replace batteries... you must first find the tiniest screw driver ever made by man. I think we used to change our own batteries, so I know there were no screws involved. We find the screw drivers, but most are in pacakges--sealed packages. Finallywe found a screw driver that we could use to retrieve our new batteries and we were off to the return isle. The nice lady was helping us with our exchange when this other customer walked up in front of me and began to explain that she had been overcharged for some downey. The sales lady started to explain that she would be right with her when an officer of the law stepped in and said to the downey lady that she needed to finish their conversation. Downey lady told the officer to wait a minute. He explained that he needed to see her ID. She refused. He insisted. I am trying to get my gun and get out of here, and my kids are GLUED to the action. I keep trying to finish my business ASAP and keep the kids facing the opposite way they want. If I only had two kids, it might be possible, but two hands and three kids is not real math. This lady contines to insult the officer and his authority, and he arrests her.... mind you this is about 2-3 feet from where we are standing. This lady has two small children with her in the bakset, and the supporting officer is calling CPS for the kids who are screaming by now.... not my kids, they are SILENT. So we start out the door leaving this scene to unfold further, and my kids ALL want to hold my hand... they never want to hold my hand even when I insist. They are very concerned about all that they have seen and ask many questions. This is something I never expected to see in my life, let alone at ALCO in Dalhart. We travel home and I do my best to explain that it is important to be respectful and follow the rules or when we grow up, we have much bigger trouble.....
A few days ago, the children and I ventured off to Alco, a local variety store, to exchange a shotgun. The shotgun belonged to Wes and had failed to work after a short period. I was ok with the gun no longer working because the working part involved making noise, however, we decided that for the price, it should have worked longer. Anyway, we get to Alco and find another gun to replace our defective one. I realize that I had just put new batteries in our original gun, and being thrifty wanted to keep my batteries. So we make our way over to the tools to see if we can find something to open up this gun, because everyone with children knows that it is not as simple as opening a lid to replace batteries... you must first find the tiniest screw driver ever made by man. I think we used to change our own batteries, so I know there were no screws involved. We find the screw drivers, but most are in pacakges--sealed packages. Finallywe found a screw driver that we could use to retrieve our new batteries and we were off to the return isle. The nice lady was helping us with our exchange when this other customer walked up in front of me and began to explain that she had been overcharged for some downey. The sales lady started to explain that she would be right with her when an officer of the law stepped in and said to the downey lady that she needed to finish their conversation. Downey lady told the officer to wait a minute. He explained that he needed to see her ID. She refused. He insisted. I am trying to get my gun and get out of here, and my kids are GLUED to the action. I keep trying to finish my business ASAP and keep the kids facing the opposite way they want. If I only had two kids, it might be possible, but two hands and three kids is not real math. This lady contines to insult the officer and his authority, and he arrests her.... mind you this is about 2-3 feet from where we are standing. This lady has two small children with her in the bakset, and the supporting officer is calling CPS for the kids who are screaming by now.... not my kids, they are SILENT. So we start out the door leaving this scene to unfold further, and my kids ALL want to hold my hand... they never want to hold my hand even when I insist. They are very concerned about all that they have seen and ask many questions. This is something I never expected to see in my life, let alone at ALCO in Dalhart. We travel home and I do my best to explain that it is important to be respectful and follow the rules or when we grow up, we have much bigger trouble.....
Monday, November 19, 2007
TAG? I'm It?
Firts of all, this is for my good friend Sydni....
Rules:
1)Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. 3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I love Dancing with the Stars... I would secretly love to be on that show! I even dance with the kids, they love it too.
2. I am lazy. I like to sleep late and stay up late, but my husband almost thinks it is a sin to live this way.
3. I am a recovering clean freak. I want eveything in the house to be clean at the same time ( I love vacuum marks in the carpet) and I hate for the kids to get dirty... (this is difficult to live with b/c of #2)
4. I am a recovering perfectionist... I really like things my way, b/c I really have good ideas, just ask me.
5. I change my sheets every week without exception, and that is one reason I like to stay in a motel...clean sheets every night! :) Is this part of #3?
6. I love my name. I was named after my mother's maternal grandfather, Leslie, and my mom's really good friend had a daughter named Laree (pronounced Lu Ree-short u, long e)
7. I love the fact that Jason is a cowboy... it also drives me crazy at times. I also love to look at him. He is really cute.
8. I love showers...sometimes I take several a day! I don't think this relates back to #3.
ok, i don't know many bloggers, so I tag some who do and some who I hope will blog...
Jaymie...Jennifer.....Kathrine......Jyl..... Stormi..... Ronda.......Rhonda..... Sandy......
Rules:
1)Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. 3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I love Dancing with the Stars... I would secretly love to be on that show! I even dance with the kids, they love it too.
2. I am lazy. I like to sleep late and stay up late, but my husband almost thinks it is a sin to live this way.
3. I am a recovering clean freak. I want eveything in the house to be clean at the same time ( I love vacuum marks in the carpet) and I hate for the kids to get dirty... (this is difficult to live with b/c of #2)
4. I am a recovering perfectionist... I really like things my way, b/c I really have good ideas, just ask me.
5. I change my sheets every week without exception, and that is one reason I like to stay in a motel...clean sheets every night! :) Is this part of #3?
6. I love my name. I was named after my mother's maternal grandfather, Leslie, and my mom's really good friend had a daughter named Laree (pronounced Lu Ree-short u, long e)
7. I love the fact that Jason is a cowboy... it also drives me crazy at times. I also love to look at him. He is really cute.
8. I love showers...sometimes I take several a day! I don't think this relates back to #3.
ok, i don't know many bloggers, so I tag some who do and some who I hope will blog...
Jaymie...Jennifer.....Kathrine......Jyl..... Stormi..... Ronda.......Rhonda..... Sandy......
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
update
We had a great time in Minneapolis. Jason was able to go to his classes, and I was able to spend each day doing what I wanted to do. I was proud of myself for getting out and driving where I wanted to go and not getting lost. We went to eat each night somewhere we can't eat down here, and shopped at Cabellas or Gander Mnt. It was very relaxing.
The kids were happy to see us and they had a great time as well... I think Jyl took them out to eat every meal. They loved that. They also spent time "hunting" in the canyon. They were able to kill lots of wild pigs, antelope, and coyotes. I think all the time they spend with Jason and his hunting videos must be wearing off on them...
One of the best parts of the trip was coming home to a spotless house. Thanks Jyl...There is a friend that is closer than a brother, and you are it my friend. God has blessed me over and over with family and friends, and it was surely a blessing to have Jyl come and know that the kids were taken care of and everything was handled.
We met the kids at Jana and Gerald's house and had birthday cake for Kolin's birthday. He loved his birthday! He is a funny little boy, and we love him so much, but he is a real toot. Since we had been gone for Jaylee's birthday, and Jason had been sick on Wes' birthday, we all went out to eat for supper in Amarillo when we got home from Minneapolis... this also gave the airlines a chance to get the rest of our luggage back to Amarillo from Minneapolis. 2 out of 4 bags did not arrive on time....but all in all, the trip was a success.
I have read part of a new book, Getting it right with children, and it has inspired me to be better, and so far I think it is working. If any of you are struggling on issues you wonder how to best handle with kids, I recommend the book... it has lots of good ideas you can implement.
Jason was really happy to be back home and out of the fast lane, but I love Minneapolis and hope to return there for a visit someday.
The kids were happy to see us and they had a great time as well... I think Jyl took them out to eat every meal. They loved that. They also spent time "hunting" in the canyon. They were able to kill lots of wild pigs, antelope, and coyotes. I think all the time they spend with Jason and his hunting videos must be wearing off on them...
One of the best parts of the trip was coming home to a spotless house. Thanks Jyl...There is a friend that is closer than a brother, and you are it my friend. God has blessed me over and over with family and friends, and it was surely a blessing to have Jyl come and know that the kids were taken care of and everything was handled.
We met the kids at Jana and Gerald's house and had birthday cake for Kolin's birthday. He loved his birthday! He is a funny little boy, and we love him so much, but he is a real toot. Since we had been gone for Jaylee's birthday, and Jason had been sick on Wes' birthday, we all went out to eat for supper in Amarillo when we got home from Minneapolis... this also gave the airlines a chance to get the rest of our luggage back to Amarillo from Minneapolis. 2 out of 4 bags did not arrive on time....but all in all, the trip was a success.
I have read part of a new book, Getting it right with children, and it has inspired me to be better, and so far I think it is working. If any of you are struggling on issues you wonder how to best handle with kids, I recommend the book... it has lots of good ideas you can implement.
Jason was really happy to be back home and out of the fast lane, but I love Minneapolis and hope to return there for a visit someday.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Minni
Jason and I are in Minneapolis, MN. The kids are now all at home with Jyl, my friend. Jason spent yesterday in meetings until 5 ish and then had a company supper so I had the whole day to myself.... crazy!
I spent the day at Mall of America, and did not see it all. It is the biggest thing I have ever seen....I also went to IKEA... cheap store, but really neat. It is fun to shop, but sad to have no one to talk to. I like to talk. The people here are really friendly.. and I was surprised by this fact, I would have thought all the friendly people were in Texas!
I am going to the outlet mall today... just because I can. I don't really know what else to do b/c I don't want to get too far off the beaten path...all day yesterday I kept reminding myself about where I parked, what door I came in the mall, which way I had walked in the mall, which way I had driven to the mall.... that Sienfeld episode where they can't find their car kept running through my head... usually my thought revolve around who is touching what and what I have to get so I can get home
It is good to get away sometimes and reflect on what is really important. I can be a calm person, I just get so caught up in trying to do it all, that I forget the most important things sometimes... it is not the person who does it all, but possibly the person who treasures the moments...instead of rushing through them ...
catch you all later
I spent the day at Mall of America, and did not see it all. It is the biggest thing I have ever seen....I also went to IKEA... cheap store, but really neat. It is fun to shop, but sad to have no one to talk to. I like to talk. The people here are really friendly.. and I was surprised by this fact, I would have thought all the friendly people were in Texas!
I am going to the outlet mall today... just because I can. I don't really know what else to do b/c I don't want to get too far off the beaten path...all day yesterday I kept reminding myself about where I parked, what door I came in the mall, which way I had walked in the mall, which way I had driven to the mall.... that Sienfeld episode where they can't find their car kept running through my head... usually my thought revolve around who is touching what and what I have to get so I can get home
It is good to get away sometimes and reflect on what is really important. I can be a calm person, I just get so caught up in trying to do it all, that I forget the most important things sometimes... it is not the person who does it all, but possibly the person who treasures the moments...instead of rushing through them ...
catch you all later
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