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Sunday, April 30, 2006

i'm just sayin'

What my husband did today:

7:am - meeting
9-12 - attend another ward's ward conference (coming home during Sunday School to say hello to his family)
1-4 - attend our own church meetings (holding sleeping daughter so that I could teach my class)
5 - home teaching
6 - our home teachers come over
7-8:30 pm - another meeting
8:45-current - trying to reach his dad by phone to tell him happy birthday
Remember the sabbath day, to keep it
holy. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work: But the
seventh day is the sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any
work...



What I did today:

12:20 am - got home from a WICKED GOOD birthday party; had a WICKED BAD headache
7 - heard kids wake up; turned on the television instead of a 'Sunday Movie' (headache still there)
8:55 - answered the phone; husband says he'll be home to see us during Sunday School
9:45 - get up and get the kids some food (and by food, I mean string cheese and frozen go-gurts)
10:50 - go back to sleep as husband leaves to go back to the other ward
12:15 - get up and cook Kraft Dinner; take a shower; apologize to entire family for making us all late to church
4:30 - call my dad; heat up leftover soup and feed people
6:pm - entertain home teachers until husband gets home (late) from his own appointment
7:pm - put oldest to bed; play with youngest
8:pm - 4 yr. old wakes up from 3 hour nap (gre-e-a-a-a-a-t)

Thursday, April 27, 2006

the other one

(thanks for asking, beans...)

When my brother was in 6th grade, he was in the spelling bee. He didn't want to be in the spelling bee, but somehow he was forced to participate (threat of a mark on a permanant record? Maybe.).

The middle school spelling bee was held in the high school auditorium, and the kids had all been given matching 'I'm-in-the-spelling-bee-but-all-I-got-was-this-stupid-tee-shirt' shirts to wear for their big day. James (then called Jayme) showed up on the stage wearing his shirt...with the sleeves ripped off. He was given a replacement shirt and a strict warning, to which he replied that he didn't want to be there anyway, remember?

First round. Jayme Noonan is called.

Your word is terrific.

A flicker of genius crossed his face as he debated for a millisecond whether or not he should follow through with his initial reaction.

He did.

"T double E double R double I double F double I double C-C-C."

Monday, April 24, 2006

one of two very funny spelling bee stories

(One of my favorite SNL skits from this season. You might want to read it out loud.)

The word is business.

Could you repeat the word please?

Business.

Could I have the origin of the word please?

It comes from the Latin phrase biznia.

Could I have the definition please?

Business; one's work or employment.

Could you use it in a sentence please?

Business. I'm in the insurance business.

Could you spell the word please?

No.

Could you repeat the word please?

The word is business.

Business.
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Business.

Wrong.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

"Is 'season' a compound word?"

My daughter asked me that question a few weeks ago. My oldest. My brilliant. My SEVEN-YEAR-OLD.

Saturday was li'l ~j.'s birthday (as Bill Allred has called her, my 'little tax deduction'), but her birthday party was Friday night at the seventh circle of hell that is more commonly referred to as Chuck E. Cheese's. She had previously been considering two alternative party locations, an extreme sports/competition place and Classic Skate. I told her that she should think about which she would rather, taking into consideration that she doesn't know how to roller skate (and if we're having a party with kids on razor scooters, why not just have it on our street?). A few days later, li'l ~j. told me that she had decided to have her party at Chuck E. Cheese's. "Sweetie," I said, "are you sure? You had it there two years ago. Do you really, REALLY want to go there again?" Her answer: "Yes, because I think Superstar would have the best time there. She's too little for the sports and (you'd think that she'd say, 'and Superstar doesn't know how to skate, either,' but she didn't) the music at Classic Skate would hurt her ears; it's too loud."

Well.

"That's very thoughtful, li'l ~j.. If that's what you want, we'll have it there."

And so we delivered invitations, talked about not talking about it at school (not everyone in her class was invited), ordered the Costco cake, etc. I decided not to stress about the 'goodie bag' - you know, "Hey, Kid, thanks for coming and letting me feed and entertain you - here's a little something." Instead, their 'goodie' was that we gave them unlimited tokens. There were a few kids that had brought their own money and spent it, even though I told them that they didn't have to. Oh well.

The kids were all so busy playing that we didn't even have time to open gifts, and guess what - I LOVE it that way. Not making the kids sit there and watch the birthday girl open presents, rather, taking the gifts home to open them. That was great. (Except for Curly, who, with each gift that li'l ~j. opened, would lament, "Oh, I'm not so lucky...".) Now all we have left are the thank-you notes.

Li'l ~j.'s favorite adults (and babies) were with us for the weekend - the Galans and the Noonans. She didn't know that the Noonans were coming, and they surprised her at the party on Friday night. On Saturday, we presumed that any egg hunts had been cancelled due to rain, and we went to the Fashion Place Mall. While there, li'l ~j. was choosing an outfit from Jen Galan (as li'l ~j.'s gift), and Jen was talking casually with Fiona (Jooj's birth mother) about li'l ~j.: "Li'l ~j.'s like my adopted daughter...well, I mean, not my actual adopted daughter, just a kind of fake adopted daughter." (That was pretty funny.) That night we went to a barbeque. I think it's safe to say that we all had a great weekend.

And now...t-minus one year until she's baptised. Have I taught her what she needs to know? Can I get it done in time? I am stressing out about this. Help help.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

"what's a ballsy?"

I've been holding off on writing about American Idol, but I can wait no longer. Here's my assessment:

Taylor Hicks: I was so embarrassed about the non-kicking over of the mic stand - BECAUSE I LOVE THIS GUY. He's refreshing. His Ray Charles moves ('HEY!") and Doobie Brothers dance routine (remember that one?) are awesome, as far as I'm concerned. He should end up in Second or Third Place overall (he or Paris). Darin doesn't think he'll do as well, but I think D's just jealous. Darin asked, "Why, because I can kick?" I explained, "Hey, not just anyone can not kick over a microphone stand and then kick AGAIN and get it right. He's a rock star."

Paris Bennett: Holy Crap. This girl has got it, but guess what. She doesn't need this show. She's got connections otherwise, and it's clear she can do whatever she feels like she wants to do gosh.

Chris Daughtry: Work it, man, work it. Also refreshing. The Winner, says me.

As for the others...

Mandisa should still be in - Darin would always say, "There's my girl." He was in class when she was voted off, and you should have seen the sadness in his eyes when I broke the news (not really, but it's a nice idea).

Katharine MacPhee is a robot. Her mother has programmed her to do what she needs to do, and I've had it with her non-gracious attitude (Katherine's, not her mom's). She should get her to Broadway, where her skill and diva-attitude will make her fit RIGHT in (FAKER!).

Bring back Boy Wonder, that Kevin Covais. Such a nerd. Clearly not anyone's Part-Time Lover. So entertaining.

Elliott's voice is beautiful and I can only speculate that he's not getting the votes he deserves because his face doesn't match his voice. That's a shame.

Ace. Gay. Lame.

I'm sorry, Bucky, what did you say? The Bucky Factor had been bothering me so much until Darin pointed out that it's Bucky's constit'chency that's voting for him. Bucky represents a HUGE percentage of This Great Country. Still...we cannot have an American Idol named Bucky. (And after tonight...farewell, chap.)

Kellie Pickler. Did you see on The Soup where Joel imitated Kellie? "What's this stuff called Water? It's all heavy and wet." She's gracious and has the cute factor...and her singing, for the most part, hurts my ears.

ps - in other elimination news...DOWN! DOWN WITH LAKE AND MICHELLE! Go home and get some COUNSELING!!

Sunday, April 09, 2006

discuss

For discussion purposes, from you, the peanut gallery:

When you got married, did you join your spouse's family, did they join yours, or did you truly start your own? Or, what combination of these?

**If you're not yet married, it's something to consider.**

Friday, April 07, 2006

29 for the first time

There are a few phrases that I (and my siblings) use that have histories and are hilarious to me (and my siblings) but not necessarily others. One of them is the phrase, "Hi it's my birthday hi."

Hi it's my birthday hi History: This comes from a story told by an old friend, Michael, who told us about this guy that would frequent a local (my hometown) watering hole and, in an effort to score free drinks from other patrons, would approach people with the phrase, "Hi, it's my birthday, hi."

Hi it's my birthday hi Realization: Uh, where did my twenties go? Oh yes, into those other people. Good investment, say I. Good investment.

Hi it's my birthday hi Gift: Here. I'll give you a good recipe. It's pretty, and yummy, and even vegetarian.

Greek Pasta with Tomatoes and White Beans

~2 (14.5 oz.) cans diced tomatoes with basil, garlic, and oregano
~1 (19 oz.) can cannellini beans or other white beans, rinsed and drained
~1 (9-10 oz.) bag fresh, chopped (about 8 cups) Spinach
~4 cups hot cooked penne (about 1/2 lb. uncooked tubular-shaped pasta)
~1/2 cup (2 oz.) finely crumbled feta cheese

Combine tomatoes and beans in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat; bring to boil. Reduce heat; Simmer 10 minutes. Add spinach; cook 2 minutes or until spinach wilts, stirring occasionally. Place 1 cup pasta on each of four plates; top each serving with 1 1/4 cup sauce and 2 tablespoons cheese.

Yield: 4 servings
Calories: 474 (12 % from fat)
Chol: 13 mg.
Sodium: 1553 mg.

Hi it's my birthday hi Revelation: The term "Spring Break" is French (or something) for, "Okay, Parents, this is just a practice run. Get ready because summer is coming and you need to be more on the ball to keep the kids busy and happy."

Hi it's my birthday hi Wish: That guitar. And World Peace.

Monday, April 03, 2006

no more drama

I'm being disciplined. Dealt with. I have been cast out into the office to blog. Darin has sent me here because I am so frustrated and he thinks this will help. I'm of the opinion that I still have to chew on it, and since the situation is not yet over, I'm not sure that blogging will do it. Let's take a stab.

We got a phone call on Thursday from "Jane's father". Jane is not the name of a girl that is in li'l ~j's first grade class. Jane's Father told Darin that li'l ~j. is mean to Jane at school - so mean, in fact, that Jane doesn't want to go to school anymore. We talked with li'l ~j. whose most detailed description was, "We both fight a little bit," and li'l ~j. decided that she should apologize to Jane at school the next day. The plan was (and according to li'l ~j. this is exactly what happened) that li'l ~j. would, first thing on Friday, tell Jane she was sorry and ask if they could be friends. (We did discuss the possibility that Jane might not want to be friends, and li'l ~j. seemed okay with this option - she has other people to hang around with, and prefers playing the sporty games with the boys anyway.) When Darin went to the school on Friday (he volunteers once a week in the cafeteria - a lunch lady of sorts), he saw the girls and asked how things went. He asked Jane, "Is li'l ~j. being nice to you?" Jane answered yes. He then asked li'l ~j., "Is Jane being nice to you?" Li'l ~j. answered yes, but then Katherine said, "No she's not! Jane's not sharing!"

Situation over. Yay, they're friends. What-the-freak-ever.

Until tonight.

Phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Is this li'l ~j.'s mom?"

"Yes, it is."

"My name is Jane's Father. I'm Jane's father."

"My name is Jenny."

"Oh, okay, Jenny."

*he then said...nothing.*

So I said, "Well, we spoke with li'l ~j. and she apologized to Jane on Friday. ...Is there...a problem?"

"Yes. On the same day that li'l ~j. apologized, she ripped a stencil from Jane's hand and wouldn't give it back. Then li'l ~j. gave it to one of her friends."

I ended up passing the phone to Darin because guess what.

I don't care.

But I'll say more about that later. Let me tell you more about the phone call, and subsequent calls to others tonight.

Jane's Father had a LIST of offenses that li'l ~j. has committed against Jane, and made it a point to list every one, and even, at his wife's request, wanted to make it known that "li'l ~j. is not to touch Jane -- ever."

Oh, really?

Good thing Darin was the one to field that comment, because his reaction was, "Well, I appreciate that counsel, and will pass it along to li'l ~j.. And I would ask that you make that same counsel clear in your family regarding Jane not touching li'l ~j.."

After that phone call (which ended with us inviting them to get together, and Jane's Father asking Darin to call him back in a few days when he's had a chance to talk it over with his wife - which Darin won't do), I called Lori, a fellow mom-of-a-first-grader, who happens to be a full-time aide at the school. She's the one that the kids talk to at recess, and tattle to. She's got a rather objective view of all the kids. If li'l ~j.'s acting up, she'll tell me, and I appreciate it. I told Lori what was going on, and she gave me a few pointers, one of which is that I'm not the first parent to be called by these people, and I won't be the last. Lori herself was told off for who-knows-what. The main point of my talking to Lori was to see if li'l ~j.'s behaviour towards Jane was extraordinarily mean, and the response was NO. Lori said that Jane complains daily about someone touching her or bothering her, but Lori doesn't remember her EVER singling out li'l ~j., certainly not lately.

Hm. You'd think that if Jane was going to complain about anyone it would be the girl that makes her not even want to go to school, no?

Then I called Teacher. She apologized, not because she was at fault, but because she thought it inappropriate that I be receiving phone calls about a child's school matter. She said that she'd talk with the girls tomorrow - and assured me that they're already seated on opposite sides of the classroom, if that's a concern (not for me, it isn't). I asked her if she'd please let me know if li'l ~j.'s behaviour towards anyone is a problem, and Teacher agreed.

Oh, I forgot to mention - on Friday after school, when I was talking with li'l ~j. about the situation with Jane, I wanted to make sure that she felt okay being Jane's friend; I told her that if Jane is mean, then li'l ~j. can choose not to be her friend, but she still cannot be mean. She started to get a little hysterical and told me that in math class, Jane announced that li'l ~j. was a liar - that in kindergarten last year (when li'l ~j. didn't even know Jane, as li'l ~j. was in Teacher A's morning class and Jane was in Teacher B's afternoon class), li'l ~j. had told Jane that her (li'l ~j.'s) dad traveled all over the world and then died. Li'l ~j. said, "Mommy, I would NEVER say that. I love you and Papi more than anyone and I wouldn't say that about him. I told Jane that my brother died and maybe she got confused and she just said it over and over and over again so that I'd cry."

Now. Did we mention this to Jane's Father? No, we did not. Because what's the point? But you can be sure that I'll mention it if I need to - you know, if this contest of who-did-what keeps up. (Oh, this is all just so STUPID!!)

Here's what it comes down to: I am not naive enough to believe that my 6 or 7 year old's version of what happened to her at school is always completely accurate, especially when it involves a confrontation with another child. And it's because I think that way that I am so stressed about these parents calling me to report that my child was acting her age. I believe that kids can work these things out - they're little people learning to be big people, right? Of course, there have been times when I've had my windows open and heard language coming from li'l ~j.'s mouth (which she uses to kiss me) that is unacceptable, and she receives an immediate consequence. Believe me, no one - NO ONE - is more strict with li'l ~j. than me. But at the same time, you will not find anyone more fiercely loyal to guarding and standing by her when she, for instance, is being bullied by some girl trying to get her in trouble with her parents. I've got li'l ~j.'s back like no other, and she knows it.

And now. Like I said, we're not going to call these people back. We just feel like it's not our problem. We've invited them to get together to lay everything out, with both girls, to get an accurate perspective...but we doubt they'll accept. But if they do...do I continue to fight this? Aside from protecting li'l ~j. from getting bullied by this girl and her parents, I really don't give a rat's about all of this - stencils and who said what; they'll work it out, because they are of the age where they are learning to deal with this stuff. Or, do I appease these parents: "Oh, well, we'll talk with li'l ~j. about it, and have her apologize to Jane," until they're bored with us and move on to the next family? Because it's clear that they've already made up their minds that they're right. I just hope they're ready for when Jane realizes what her parents are doing ("What?! Why did you tell her to just leave me alone? Why did you have the teacher separtate us? Don't you know that's the WORST thing you could have done?!") and turns all Pink on them. (No offense, Pink - you're okay, but your performance on the Nickelodeon Kids' Choice awards was too adult and slutty for my kids and me.)

What would you do?