Thursday, September 29, 2005

Bulleted overview

Today was Day #2 of Lab School. There were soybeans in the grain table. That was such a hit that Chandler couldn't even find time to paint and Chandler ALWAYS likes to paint! Kady bawled, squalled and threw a mini tantrum when I told her we had to go home, complete with crossed arms and plopping herself down on the steps while doing her Mariah Carey impersonation and hitting a high C. Yiiiii.

Took both babies to Wal*Mart while the big kids were in school. They were magnificent ANGELS! They were precious and just babbled and cooed and made the trip a total success. I'm sure that not every trip to W*M will be that enjoyable, but I'll always have the memory of today when they're screaming and fussing and making all the little old ladies shoot me dirty looks.

My printer totally crapped out on me today. I couldn't print in any color except red. The Brownies notes about the camp-out were all in red. I wanted them to be multi-colored with clip art and stuff. Instead they were glaringly red and obnoxious and rather boring.

I did Brownies by myself tonight. I don't EVER want to do that again. I didn't realize how much I rely on Sis at the meetings. If it hadn't been for the two totally awesome Brownie Dads I had here I'd have been sunk. The kids were wound up and rowdy and by the end of it I found myself yelling. NOT how I like my meetings to go.

At the meeting, Mr. Diva hooked the trailer up to the 4-wheeler and we headed down the road to pick up rocks to build a fire ring for the camp-out. Jason, the other dad, walked ahead of us throwing the rocks into the road and the kids would get out and put them on the trailer. When we got back to the house I started putting the rocks where I wanted them and the guys told me I was stupid and doing it wrong and whaddaya know, when it was all said and done they built it JUST LIKE I said it needed to be. Ha.

When the last kid had left (well, the ones that weren't mine anyway) I sat down at the kitchen table with my head in my hands, silently berating myself for being a mean, impatient Brownie Leader. Mr. Diva walked in the front door after putting up the 4-wheeler and said, "What's wrong? Kidded out?" I nodded, but just barely. Then I took a deep breath and got over the berating and asked Sam to read me a story about Lon and Ron. They're pigs. Ron and Lon, that is.

The season premiere of Alias was tonight. I'm not sure I'm going to like this season. I think they are going to play up her pregnancy too much. But that's just me. After Alias we watched the premiere of Night Stalker. It was suspenseful, but I'm sorry, the acting was pretty bad. Sadly, I'll watch it again next week.

And now I am going to bed. Today really wore me out. I should've been in bed hours ago. But I wasn't. Eh. Story of my life.

3 comments:

Jerzeegrrl said...

I was seriously considering NOT watching another episode of Alias afer last night's premiere. What the hell??? I am none too pleased with the outcome. Simply too easy to kick him out of the picture. She'll never have another love interest again, I mean, not like Vaughn.

Redneck Diva said...

Jersey, I started to write something in the post about them just shooting all kinds of holes in Vaughn, but remembered that sometimes you tape it and watch it later so I decided not to spoil it just in case!

CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY KILLED HIM OFF??????? I am outraged. He'll come back. He has to. He JUST HAS TO!

Boggzie said...

OH MY GAWD THERE'S NO BULLETS IN THIS POST!!

I"M MORTIFIED!

;-)

- Boggzie