Hmm. That is a good question. My blog posts have been sporadic at best, as has any speck of humor.
I guess the answer would be that I have been alternating between sleeping off the first trimester of pregnancy and getting a little loopy on Percocets.
Before you call Child Protective Services, please know that I have switched back to Tylenol and the Percocet is hidden from me.
Ahem.
So, due to the recent lack of interaction with my children (shame, SHAME), combined with the inability to put in my contacts or fix my hair (much LESS go out in public, like to a STORE, and spend MONEY that the storekeepers would inevitably believe I DID NOT HAVE due to my slovenly appearance), um, I really haven't had much blog material lately.
I mean, really, the most amusing (and really, it can only be loosely classified as 'amusing'...I think it tends more toward 'depressing') thing that's happened around here in the last few weeks is that I had to commission my husband to shave my armpits. Ah, married love. It is a glorious thing.
And currently, as I write this, my son is looking at my hot chocolate, hollering "Is that POOP????", and my daughter is excitedly waving a booger in front of me. My life, it is chock full of excitement. Gah.
Good grief. Help a girl out here. Is there something you've always wanted to ask me? Advice you'd like me to give? A topic you think I should blog about? HELP! Get me out of my writing slump!
I guess the answer would be that I have been alternating between sleeping off the first trimester of pregnancy and getting a little loopy on Percocets.
Before you call Child Protective Services, please know that I have switched back to Tylenol and the Percocet is hidden from me.
Ahem.
So, due to the recent lack of interaction with my children (shame, SHAME), combined with the inability to put in my contacts or fix my hair (much LESS go out in public, like to a STORE, and spend MONEY that the storekeepers would inevitably believe I DID NOT HAVE due to my slovenly appearance), um, I really haven't had much blog material lately.
I mean, really, the most amusing (and really, it can only be loosely classified as 'amusing'...I think it tends more toward 'depressing') thing that's happened around here in the last few weeks is that I had to commission my husband to shave my armpits. Ah, married love. It is a glorious thing.
And currently, as I write this, my son is looking at my hot chocolate, hollering "Is that POOP????", and my daughter is excitedly waving a booger in front of me. My life, it is chock full of excitement. Gah.
Good grief. Help a girl out here. Is there something you've always wanted to ask me? Advice you'd like me to give? A topic you think I should blog about? HELP! Get me out of my writing slump!
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Tell us some of your best teacher stories. Or what inspired you to be a teacher? Or for those of us who don't know, how did you meet your husband?
Your children and the things they say and do are classic. They remind me of my own. :)
You could do a list of your favorites- ya' know, movies, tv, etc.
I want to know what Donna wanted to ask! Come on do share.
Erica
All of those suggestions sound wonderful. After you are finished telling about these things, you could write about politics. I know, know others are shuddering. "No not that...not politics...heaven forbid." If I remember correctly, you are a Hillary fan as I am. However today, Barak Obama entered the race for president. I really like Obama. Wouldn't it be wonderful if all the candidates were great, and we were forced to choose the best of the best...in both parties.
Oooh, I would like some advice on helping a first grader read better. Serously, how do you teach them to read words that you can't really sound out?
:) I'm not sure whether I really have a question or not. I'll comment later if I do. I was just coming by to say HELLO!
Tell me about educational things I can do/games I can play with babies that help with development!!
That way I don't have to look it up. :D
ROFL - well you asked for it and they gave it!!! The lesson?? Be careful what you ask for. ;)
Hmmmmm...ok...what do PS teachers REALLY think about homeschoolers? Are they miffed? Do they think we're doing a good thing? Do they think we think we're too good for them? What's the real feeling? :)
So many great questions. That should keep you busy. I have to say that I laughed my fat ass off when you said you had to get your hubby to shave your pits. A good man there. I bet he will also buy tampons if asked.To me thats a sure sigh of a good guy. After having my tubes tied 12 years ago in outpatient surgery,I was given the bums rush when I came to. I felt like hell and layed there and cried for MY JOE. They said he could not come in but soon changed their minds and made him dress me and get me OUT.I was so groggy I could not see straight. I had to pee(naturally). My sweet husband had to carry me to the bathroom and pull my pants down and hold me up so I didn't fall in. I had my arms draped over his shoulders still crying for "MY JOE". He somehow managed to hold me up and get the toilet paper and wipe me and pull my pants back up. He hauled me to the car and then had to explain to me why we could not go to "Lotions And Potions" as I had thought we would do after the surgery.We were in Ruidoso and they have cool shops that we do not have here.(sorry,I get carried away with side stories). My point is,and yes I do have one.I never felt so beloved in my life as I did that day when my husband had to help me pee. I know you know what I mean Stacey,your husband shaved your pits for you,you are beloved.
Yes, I want to hear some teacher stories as I am trying
Sorry, that was my dumbass unfinished anonymous comment. It is so cold in my office at work my fingers aren't functioning correctly...anyways, teacher stories, yes...also, what scares you the most about having three kids?
Tell us how often you visit Walmart, and if it's a Super Walmart and you visit it late at night, are there crazy hootin and hollerin employees stocking the store everywhere, and piles of boxes every two inches? And do the workers ever say "excuse me" when they nearly plow you down with 800 pounds of boxed merchandise?
I would know nothing about any of this, naturally. (2-3 visits per week, thanks.)
Tell us baby name ideas, and nursery theme ideas and what would you rather have now that you have one of each (super jealous by the way!) a boy or a girl?
When I get to be about 8 months pregnant, the belly gets to big for me to be able to see what I'm doing to shave....down there. Hubby has gladly helped out. Heck, I think he enjoyed doing it more than I do.
Is there a certain time in your life where you look back and say "What was I thinking?" What are some things you regret, you know, now that you are a grown up and all? If you could go back and change anything, would you? Or did you learn a lesson from it?
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