Lions, Tigers, and Bears

Oh My!

Yesterday

was Crazy

I Am Surprised I made it through it,...

I left in the morning with 3 gift bags

with treat in each for all 20ish kiddos in each class

CHECK!

3 boxes of 140 homemade cookies

in the car

CHECK!

Dropped one child off in school pic outfit

at the door wit bag o treats and box o cookies

CHECK!

Got to the next school

got the remaining 3 children out of said mom taxi

Each girl had her bag o treats and I carried in the 2 boxes of cookies

CHECK!

Dropped cookies off in classrooms

Dropped preschooler off in her room

Started to stuff Friday folders for the kindergarten classroom

CHECK!

Finished stuffin' folders

went over to Preschool room

to frost 40 Halloween cookies with 19 4 year olds

CHECK!

Frosted cookies with Frosting lickers for about and hour

and said goodbye!

CHECK!

Went to Starbucks

ordered a pumpkin spice latte

Thank you Jesus!

CHECK!

Back to school to pick up preschooler

CHECK!

Home for lunch and "quiet time"

before leaving extra early to attend

3rd grader's 1st half

Halloween Party

CHECK!

Brought the meat, cheese, and cracker tray

the anti crazy, I call it

CHECK!

Arrived @ 1:50

was welcomed by children who gobbled up my treats

They saw the anti crazy and became wild boars

took pics

gave kisses and hugs and was off to the next party at the next school

CHECK!

Arrived @ the next school about 2:25

Entered to make all hearts happy

Received hugs from a very over sugared 5 year old

CHECK!

Packed the 3 youngest in the car after the bell rang

Drove to the next school to pick up the oldest

CHECK!

Made it home with all four wheels and kids

CHECK!

Needed a drink,....

Got Diet coke and a chocolate bar

CHECK!



Mission: "Your Special Day"

Part one of two:

I have been bothered.....

harassed

and held up

by whimpers

of coming to lunch

but with a wild infant in toe

with a straggler

know as the incorrigible one

it makes

"coming to lunch"

virtually impossible!

So I created a day

called

"Your Special Day"

They have no Idea

when it is their day

until the morning of

as I drop them off at school

So far I have accomplished

2 special days without a hitch

Tomorrow I plan on surprising my oldest!

All I do

is grab a happy meal

and meet them as they line up for lunch,..

but by the twinkles in

My sassy's eyes

I could tell

it was worth it's weight in gold

Mission Accomplished!



It's a baking day

Today is the only day I do not

Have to be in 3 places at once

So instead of watching soap operas

and eating bon bons

I plan on doing laundry

baking pumpkin spice cookies

and organizing a couple kitchen drawers

When it is a baking day

it tends to mean

it is a stress relief day

a someone spit in my latte day

or kill me now, I singed up to do what?, day

Baking is as soothing to my soul

as a dark piece of chocolate

A frothy latte

and sweet cuddles and kisses

from my wee ones

Baking is my stress relief

Drinking lattes and fraps makes my soul sigh

Today after my visit to Starbucks

my incorrigible 4 year old

asks me why I need a coffee everyday

I replied

Because I have 4 kids,..

Nuff said!

Cheers!

Where ever,..

You go

There you are,..

Wise words shared with me

many years ago

While I was running the dance and drama program

at a girl scout camp

(shut up, stop laughing, I was a flipin' girl scout when I was 19)

On our "off" time

The Specials, the activity leaders

would get time to chill in the bunks and so forth,...

And this hippie chick and I were chattin'

I think I was blah blahing about wanting to get away

move to Europe and meet an Irish man,..yummmm

but she kinda stopped me in my daydreaming tracks

when she was like

Where ever you go, there you are

and it hit me like a ton o bricks

I might try to flee but in the end , I will catch up to myself

and whatever I might be running from

It will ring the bell at my front door

Since then,

I know my crap will follow me

or at least linger in the shadows

So now it is about

looking good will carrying baggage

but,

at least I didn't leave it at the airport,...

I guess what I am trying to say

is I do my best to juggle my junk

but sometimes

running away sounds like an awesome idea,.....

but then I would find myself with wind blown hair

and that doesn't look good on anyone ;)

Sundays In My City?

I have always Seen this

but then I think to myself

My city just isn't that pretty

but just cause the city isn't pretty

doesn't mean my Sunday could not posses beauty

So On  Sundays in my city

Rather a lucky city to have me on Sunday

Includes

Homemade goodies

A mountain Of Laundry

Story Time

At least 2 cups of coffee

Cuddles, Kisses and hugs

Homework

and

of course,....

Halloween Havoc

OMG

Friday I might as well

start getting ready as we speak

OY!

I have 120 cookies to make

to split between 3 classes

all a lil different than the others

plus I kinda, maybe might have to be in 3 places at once,...

Kinda,..

Like this

Drop one off

go to the next school

drop both off

start my work in the kg room

then back to the preschool room

for their party for about an hour

Then escape for about an hour

back to pick up preschool kid

then home for lunch for wee dude

and the incorrigible 4yr old

back to the 1st school at about 1:50

to drop off treats and hang out for a bit

then back to the other school at about 2:30

spend about 20 mins with them at their party

then go pick up the other kid after her party with all kids in toe,..

Wow I better get baking



Playdates & Playboy

Who ever thought that watching to teeny lil' girls bounce around with happy meals in toe would be grander that any Xrated Show?

Well I am NOT an Xrated girl

So This was simply lovely

I would rather bake cookies for preschool~ Than have a drink

unless it was a latte' then we would be neck n' neck

I would rather playdate~ Than pamper myself

Unless it was a prepaid full body massage with the latte included

I would rather make a family meal for all to enjoy~ Than Vacation alone

No really,....

So With that

I am Back

and in the words of a fearless clown

"I'm Lovin' It"

Baa, Baa

In the back of my car this brisk morn

“baa baa black sheeeep

ave you any wool

yes SIR yes SIR

3 bags full

one for the master

one for the Dave

one for the little boy who lives down the way

Today my mantra shall be

“don’t eat them, they are your children”

Ha!

No Really,!??!

The future is unwritten, so make sure to spell check

How Many Sleeps till Christmas?

The answer is 65 days,…

This was only prompted

after an “American Doll” catalog

Entered our home

Shrills and Shrieks of joy filled my house

with ohhhhhs

and ahhhhhs

and OH MY GOSH’s Galore

They pleaded with me to write down their Christmas Wish list just then.

You see Christmas, is done very differently at my house

with 4 children

3  in private school

and mindful parents trying to achieve the “America Dream”

Christmas, is extra special,… not because they are showered with gifts,..No

cause you see, I was an only.

I was showed with so many gifts, I cried!

So typically on Thanksgiving

The kids write down their TOP 5 Wishes

In Order

The 1st Being what they desire to receive from St Nicholas himself

The other 4,..

Don’t always get written down,..

because I would like to think

or believe I have mindful children

and If we ask for more than one thing from santa, how would he be able to give gifts to all children?

So with that

I allowed a pre~Halloween

Christmas list to be written

My oldest who, I might add is very bright

States firmly,

That it is a good thing Santa isn’t all about money,  ’cause these dolls are really expensive,..

Yep good thing

My NEW Blog

Is kinda like that shirt.

You know the one you saw in a window

dropped everything

and ran in to try it on

Buying seconds after

It had hugged your body

But then you get home

and you stare at your closet

and you feel lost

How could something so wonderful not fit in

How could it be so estranged

Then all this pondering

all the while your embrace

of this new-found love eases

Now you sit there

and think

do I have anything that will work

can I figure it out

Can I make it happen

Or will I return it tomorrow,…

This is kinda how I feel

’bout my new blog

but

I tried this on

and it hugs me in all the right places

it just doesn’t work

Like I am use to

but I am going in a step in the right direction

Its like

I was eating a roast beef sandwich

now it is marinated with red and  green peppers

adorned with caramelized onions

placed inside of a monster sized roasted garlic Portobello

ahhhhh,.. that’s the stuff

Who wants lunch?

Damn you, God!

At first I wanted to write about the human condition and how ugly it is. How when I was at Taco~hell I saw a creature with an “I am an Orgasm Donor” bumper sticker on the back of said car,.. gleaming in the sun was his silver tooth and his mullet danced around his brain~less head,.. even yet that did not make me heave,..yet when I saw a wee~lil’ arm reach up from the back,.. that is when I lost it,..

I was going to write about how  Humans as a whole must continue to evolve,.. because I felt we had missed a few important links at some point

I was going to  write,..

But then I started to feel. Despite all the power inside of me to be a snarky bitter cynical bitch. I couldn’t fight it. The overwhelming feeling,….

Damn You GOD!!

Just when I let go, and am ready to live just for myself

I got a letter in the mail. It simply defined the condition of human that I at once was in love with. Kindness, love, forgiveness, acceptance and the desire to help.  I realized that my head got clouded by all that negative smoke people were blowing up my ass. Just then, the darkened harden scales started to peel free,….

I continued on my drive

When I pulled up onto her. I haven’t felt this way for almost 13 years

It was like God himself was using the young woman on the side of the road. Not only for me but for many to see,.. seeing her changed me.

She reminded me of when I was a  shy 19-year-old young woman myself and God called to me to help. I did not answer his called I avoided him like the plague, until that was, that the pleading became so loud and clear it was like  I could feel his screams through my soul.

That night 13 years ago, changed me.

Damn You God

For making me feel

for making me belive in the love you have for us

and especially for harboring  forgiveness in my soul

Once Upon A Time

There was a little girl, who dream of nothing but having her own family someday. She dreamed vivid dreams of brown-haired babies, rocking in rocking chairs. Drew pictures of an overly large family, all of whom their names started with the letter R. Played baby with her live like doll, and loved every moment. Prayed to the heavenly father that some day her dream would come true.

I think back to a song found only in my most favorite musical, “The Sound of Music.

Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked miserable past
I must have had a moment of truth

For here you are
Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should

So somewhere in my youth
Or childhood
I must have done something good

Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good”.

So Now I sit here

Even though the man that makes this life possible. Seems to be so far away, I realize now, I must have done something Good!