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To Work or Not to Work: That Is the Question!

I've been asked to apply for a preschool assistant teacher job 3 afternoons a week. I really don't want to take it, but probably should. I substituted a couple of days this week and things went well at home with the boys. We just did the stuff they needed help with first and they worked on their own in the afternoon.

There were some cute kids in the class, but a couple are real stinkers. One is a little girl who looks angelic, but isn't. None of the other kids will play with her. It's sad, really. The other is a little boy who is still in a pull-up. I don't know why they let him in the class as he should be potty trained. He could be, but he is as stubborn as the day is long. I told him he has ants in his pants. He didn't know what to think about that!

Before and After

Scruffy just got a hair cut. I think he is really cute when he has long hair, but when the black rugs in the kitchen turn white, it's time for a trim. :^)

Mmmm

Tonight we had Thanksgiving Dinner at the church. Our church takes turns hosting homeless families and this was our week. My friend Charlee signed up to do the meal tonight and asked if I would help. Charlee and her husband made the most delicious turkey on the BBQ. It was so good. She also made chestnut and sausage stuffing to die for. All I had to do was bring rolls and mashed potatoes. It was an excellent meal. I can’t remember the last traditional Thanksgiving meal I’ve had.

The homeless kids were a real eye-opener for the boys. The youngest was 11 and he had some mental/emotional issues. His sister was loud, obnoxious, and had all the teen-age boys but one at her beck and call. Her mother was totally clueless about how to control her children. It was sad. The boy who stayed away from the girl had a wise grandma keeping an eye on him. The other boys’ mother seemed blind to the fact that if someone didn’t intervene, she would soon be a grandma. And unless they did a DNA test no one would know which of her three sons the father was.

It made me wonder how the homeless kids I worked with in Dallas are doing. They would all be grown up by now. Some of them had wonderful parents and were homeless because of circumstances. I always hoped they would make it.

At any rate, I believe the boys now see that they have many things for which they can give thanks.

Frick and Frack

So, it is almost Christmas. The ONLY thing Leta likes for Christmas are pictures of the boys. Since they don’t go to school, I have to haul them to Penney’s Portrait Studio to get school pictures. Jeremy had his done yesterday. The photographer fell in love with him and commented that he was her easiest shoot that day. It was really hard to pick the picture because they were all so good.

Today I took in Josh. Last year I made him wear something nice and made sure his hair looked good. He was really grumpy as a result and his picture reflected it. This year I left everything up to him. I refused to look at him before he left. My only condition was that he couldn’t wear the t-shirt Mike’s dad got him that says, “I don’t give a…” and has a picture of a rat sitting on a donkey. Oh – and he had the hood of his hoodie over his head so I couldn’t see his hair anyway. So we get to the studio and I look at his hair. Dandruff and oil. Sigh. So I made him comb out the dandruff. When we got into the studio he absolutely refused to smile. He bit his lip to stop smiling because the photographer was making him crack up. The rat. When she finally got all his pictures done, another lady showed them to us to so we choose what we wanted. Usually they try to get you to buy a whole bunch. These were so bad, the lady just sold us the package and let us go. We hopefully found one that will work.

The Battle Over the Hair

It would seem that at some time or another in every family with boys there will be a battle over hair. Should it be long or should it be short? It inevitably will come down to a battle of the wills. Today I took matters into my own hands. I put it in a pony tale to keep it out of his eyes. It was the only way if it wasn’t going to be cut. There was much yelling and screaming, but I prevailed.

Do We Have a Scrooge In the Family???

Inquiring minds want to know. (See poll)

A Time To Give Thanks

When I was growing up, Thanks-giving was my favorite time of the year. I loved the meal, and it didn't hurt that my birthday was always around then. Alas, I have grown up and things have changed. My beloved traditional Thanksgiving meal has turned to a meal of ham and cornbread stuffing. It would seem that not everyone likes turkey and good old bread stuffing, and I am low man on the totem pole. So, I compromise and make a traditional meal the weekend before or after Thanksgiving. As for my birthday, Jeremy is generally the only one around here who remembers it. That may not be such a bad thing...

The Big Emergency

I was fast asleep last night when Caleb’s barking woke me up. He was barking like he does when he is shut up in the bedroom without me. I turned on the light so he could see I was there, but he continued barking urgently. So, thinking something must be wrong, I got out of be and he tore out of the room to the living room. The big emergency? Mike was eating a midnight snack of pizza without him. I was not amused at either of them.

Caleb’s Woes

Caleb gave me a right scare today. Jeremy was in the kitchen doing his work and told me Caleb couldn’t get up. He couldn’t get his back legs under him. Since he could move both legs I told Jeremy his leg probably fell asleep and he’d be ok. Naturally I started thinking if he didn’t move in a couple minutes, we’d have to go to the vet. Of course I then started thinking worse case scenarios like having to put him down. What do you do with a dog that can’t walk? Then I panicked and called Mike to come home right away and help me get him to a vet. Now this is Halloween and the church sent out thousands of fliers to school children about the Harvest Festival at church tonight. Three hours before it starts isn’t a good time for him to leave church, but he did. :^) Naturally as soon as I got off the phone, Caleb stood up pretty as you please and acted like nothing bad had happened. Go figure.

That Dog!!!!

Last night I had a couple members of my stamping club over to make a small Christmas album. One of the ladies, Charlee, a friend of mine, just thinks Scruffy hung the moon. She lets him out of the kitchen every time she comes over. Last night I decided that I might as well give him his freedom before she got there since he has been so good lately. Naturally when they arrived his shot out the front door. They called and he actually came back. Then we were standing in a group looking at some photos Charlee brought. Then Charlee noticed a WET MARK going all the way from the computer in the dinning room to the kitchen door. Oh, yeah. He also walked over Charlee’s foot while peeing!!!!! Dumb dog!!! Can you believe she still likes him?????

Trying To Be Good...

I'm

trying to be good. There is a really cool binding machine called Bind-It-All that, amazingly enough, binds stuff. It punches the holes in whatever you want – paper, cardstock, even cd’s – then puts a wire binding on them. How cool is that!!! Imagine all the neat stuff I could make with it! Unfortunately for me, it is $60, so I’m trying to be good. Really. I am.

A PRE-SCHOOL TEST

Which way is the bus traveling? To the left or to the right? Can't make up your mind? Look carefully at the picture again.? Still don't know? Pre-schoolers all over the United States were shown this picture asked the same question. 90% of the pre-schoolers gave this answer. "The bus is traveling to the left." When asked, "Why do you think the bus is traveling to the left?" They answered: "Because you can't see the door to get on th e bus."

Duh!

I'm one of the 55. Are You?

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Maybe that's why I can't spell! ;^)

Holy Crap!

Seattle thieves swipe truck, toilet-shaped soapbox racer
05:16 PM PDT on Sunday, October 7, 2007
Associated Press
COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. - Thieves who took a truck in Seattle may have looked a little flushed when they found out what was in the back: a 7-foot-high, 7-foot-long soapbox racer shaped like a toilet.
Five friends built the racer in Colorado Springs for the Red Bull soapbox race in Seattle in late September. It was stolen when the truck it was sitting in was swiped from their hotel parking lot late last month.
Neither the truck nor the toilet-shaped racer have been found.
"We're laughing about it," soapbox driver Tom Valentine said Friday. He just wishes he could've seen the thieves' faces when they opened the back of the truck.
"My guess is (they said), 'Oh, crap, it's a giant toilet."' The soapbox car didn't win any races but was second in the people's choice competition.

HOLD THE PRESSES!!! They just reported on the news it's been found! We can all sleep now.

Rain, Rain Go Away

After a sunny fall, the rains have arrived. It isn’t too bad – there is a mix of sun and rain. It was really strange today. The sun was shinning in the yard, but the clouds just to the east were really dark and menacing. If I lived in the Midwest, I would have checked the tv for tornado watches. We are supposed to have a major windstorm tomorrow. All the beautiful fall leaves will be a thing of the past. Hopefully we won’t have the power outages we had last year.

Vote Now!

I can only assume that no one reads my blog since no one voted on my poll. Sigh. (Imagine the sounds of mournful violins playing in the background.)

Bureaucracy

I got a newsletter for the boys’ supervising teacher yesterday. In it we were told that by some extremely intelligent law, we are not allowed to use the boys’ real names in our emails back and forth. Therefore, they will be known as Je and Jo. Don’t you just love how your tax dollars are being spent?

Where, Oh, Where Has My Little Dog Gone????

We had supper tonight and then I let Scruffy loose. He headed straight for Mike, of course, so I didn’t pay attention to him. Later Mike and Josh left for a church meeting and Tae Kwon Do. After I while I noticed that I only had one dog under my feet and asked Jeremy where Scruffy was. We looked all over the house to no avail. I went to the front door thinking perhaps he had snuck out with Mike and Josh. I yelled for him and we thought we heard his tags rattle. The stinker was trapped under the lazy boy! He had been there for at least half an hour before we even noticed he wasn’t around. He must not have minded because he didn't whine. Thank goodness nothing was under there to hurt him!!

The Blue Mouse

Jeremy and I went to the Blue Mouse Theater tonight to see a second run of Harry Potter. The Blue Mouse is the oldest theater in Washington. It has been restored to it’s art deco glory. (Click on title if you want all the details on the theater.)

It's Nice to Keep in Touch. Isn't It???

I left the house today. All by myself. I had to go to Target to get a hair drier. (Mike used mine to dry off Scruffy and some how broke it. But that’s another story.) The first forty-five minutes or so at Target went really well. Then I got the first call. Jeremy wanted Easy Mac for lunch but didn’t want to go into the basement to get it in case there was a spider. I told him to either get it himself or wait until I got home. I was good for another half hour or so. Then I got the second call. Sigh. Same song, same verse. I gave the same reply, adding that I’d be home in a few minutes. I moseyed my way to the checkout. As I was in the process of paying, the phone rang AGAIN!!! Being a nice customer, I ignored it. Finally, it quit ringing, only to start up right away. Sigh. I ignored it until I was done paying at which point I returned the call. I would be right home, I said. I got into the car and pulled out of the parking lot. Guess what??? Yep. Another call. At least that time it was Josh.

The Big Bang

I went to the store today. It was at typical rainy fall day in Tacoma. While I was there the lights flickered. I just figured lightening hit somewhere – a rare occurrence, but it happens.

When I got home the boys got all excited because the lights flickered and they heard a big bang when I was gone and thought someone was trying to break into the house. Now every time I leave the house they call every five minutes unless I threaten their lives. I was amazed that I received no calls today – the one time they should have! Go figure.

Joshua turned on the tv after I arrived. There was a huge explosion at a foundry two or three miles from here. Amazing. Check out the size of the building and trees compared to the explosion.

Spiders, Spiders Everywhere!

Christy has been writing on her blog about her new roommates – spiders! Today Jeremy decided to take a Starbucks cup he’d been saving in the car for a week and actually throw it away. I was gob smacked, but quite pleased. All of the sudden I heard him screaming bloody murder and he ran and got in the car, slamming the door behind him! A spider had crawled on his hand! I honestly have never seen him so freaked before. As I backed out of the garage and looked at the garbage can. It was a big, nasty, multicolored spider. I would have freaked, too. Of course, I would have feaked at a tiny spider! ;^)