Post Event Letdown
This week marked the busiest and most important of my professional life so far. I work at an original Land Run territorial museum. Once a year, we do a Land Run reenactment program. Actually, we have to do 3-4 days of it because we book about 1000 kids who want to participate and we can only hold 300 on the property. It is the biggest thing we do each year as far as our educational programming...
Write one leaf about being put in a time out.
writeoneleaf: pages about + ask + random | sponsors You Are a Dog + We Are the Cat My son is currently in timeout for calling his younger sister a “bitch.” I’m angry that he hurled such a hateful word at her. I’m concerned that, as much as she idolizes her big brother, this could be step one in teaching her that it’s not OK for girls to have a backbone and stand...
I Finally Got it Right
One of the guys I’ve been friends with since high school has cancer. For the third time. It has stopped responding to chemo and he starts radiation on Monday. Our shared 39th birthday. (We’ve referred to each other as “bro” and “sis” for as long as I can remember.) At this point, I’ve contributed to and participated in so many benefits and fundraisers for...
Dear Teachers, Church Busybodies, and kids who...
I know he’s impulsive, restless, and quite a smart-aleck; but for just a day or two could all of you leave my son the hell alone?
Overheard in my Office
Me: Have you seen these grant proposal instructions?! They read like a Monty Python movie script. I’d have better luck tossing the holy hand grenade than I would applying for this grant.
My Own Personal PTSD
I am quite the fan of Grey’s Anatomy, but I knew I would have to take a break when the episode before last featured pregnant Callie getting into a horrible wreck. It is a little-known fact that when I was about 6 weeks pregnant with my oldest a little old lady knocked me and my Pontiac Sunfire across two lanes of traffic and partly underneath a minivan stopped at an intersection. By some...
Every Few Months or So, It Happens...
Apparently the reward for sucking it up and going to work when I really didn’t feel like it today was that I had a very nice day once I got there. I tested the high school curriculum that I wrote over the winter for the first time and got some positive feedback from the teens who participated. I got caught up on emails and phone calls which are typically never-ending. And I finished writing...
When I asked to be Interim Director, there was really just one thing I was worried about-aside from the “am I competent to do this?” question which is its own series of posts that I’ll spare you from this morning. My other worry was “what’s going to happen on those days that I’ve been up all night with a sick kid and I’m so tired I could cry and there is...
I just saw the little diva who has been tormenting my daughter in theatre class do a solo performance aaand…someone is a little too oversold on her own hype. Also, she’s mildly tone deaf and should look in the mirror before calling anyone else “fat” ever again.
And that was my 269th post
Hee Hee! I just typed “69”. ;)
No "Feet Up" Post for me tonight
Everything that typically goes wrong over a week’s time at work happened all at once today. (Bad weather, an unscheduled group of 20, 60 kids for a field trip, a phone that wouldn’t stop ringing, and a woman who stepped on a nail-ouch!) But we survived it. (And I hope she did too.) Then, I dashed home, put the kids in their costumes and stage make-up and sent them off for dress...
A couple of hours ago, my 13 year-old came home crying because the other girls in her theatre class went to a nearby coffee shop during their 15-minute break and literally slammed the door in her face to let her know she wasn’t invited. Why does it feel like it just happened to me too?
I just read 8 hours worth of Tumblr posts that went up while I was at work all day because I don’t feel right about posting my own stuff until I’ve properly appreciated everyone else’s first. I realize this makes me a bit of a freak. Guess what? The list of things that makes me a freak is a lot longer than that. I had a bit of a meltdown on Sunday while my husband was working...
Tonight's Definition of Irony
That would be the horrible sounds of my kids arguing in the backseat of the car while John Lennon’s “Imagine” played softly on the radio. I laughed until I cried. Or did I just cry?
Made My First Foundation Visit Today
One of my new job duties is to set up appointments with foundations to report back to them what we’ve done with their grant money from the previous year and to discuss what the ask will be for the year to come. You try keeping a straight face when you ask a group of wealthy business professionals to fund a life-sized model milking cow for your western-themed museum. But even if I smiled when...
Overprotective Granddaughter is Overprotective
We had a family birthday gathering at my grandmother’s today. At some point my Dad drove his car out of the visitor’s lot and was sitting out in front of the duplex waiting for my Mom. The engine was running and he was behind the wheel. Before Mom could get outside, a neighbor came running out and started screaming at my Dad to “move your fucking car-there is NO street...
Those Three Little Words
I got my 15 year-old niece to watch my kids with just three little words tonight. And those words were: “I’ll pay you.”
I have no idea why I am hearting the hell out of everyone’s posts today. Could it be “I didn’t go to Chicago” guilt?
I would be sad I wasn’t in Chicago if I weren’t so glad to have an evening at home.
But you did give me a good laugh with these: “Both of my sisters judge me because I never went to collage.” Did you mean college, Sweetie? And I’m sorry you are “severly upset” with me too.
Dear Youngest Sister
FYI: Posting passive/aggressive Facebook updates about me because I won’t do something that you want me to do is not a good way to get me to change my mind.
Oh hai ‘won’t be home until 8:30 tonight’ work day; how sorry I am to see you show up in this week’s rotation. :(
With my sister and the 16 year-old on the road, my younger niece is staying with us until they get back. We’re dealing with the bad news of the day by huddling under blankets on the couch and watching Gone With the Wind.
So, Cancer Sucks
I’ve always been close to my oldest two nieces. Probably because my sister still lived at home when they were little and I watched them several nights a week throughout her years in nursing school. They are in high school now and I only see them on those Friday nights that we all meet up at my grandmother’s house. Since grade school, one of my niece’s BFF’s has been...
I forgot how rejuvenating a 24-hour break from the kids, work, and everyday life can be for the soul and for the marriage. Especially when those 24 hours involve a nice hotel in downtown Tulsa, tickets to a “21 and older” musical, dinner out with friends, and late night dessert in the hotel bar.
A Memo to Kids and Co-workers
When I tell you “I don’t know,” that means I do. not. know. No matter how many times you ask me or how many different ways you phrase it, I do not have the answer for you right now and the more you bug me, the less motivated I am to find the information.