Queen of Rambles

I think I almost miss the snow. It’s been extremely cold out today, but not cold enough to freeze the copious amounts of rain gushing from the sky. I stepped in a giant mud puddle this morning, so my feet were freezing all day — a new experience for me of the hot feet. I about did a jump for joy when the principal made the announcement that all recesses would be inside today. I was not looking forward to standing outside in this crap for a half hour.

Today was pretty good, but I’m learning even more about the school and all it’s people. I met a really interesting substitute today and she gave me a lot of scoop since she subbed at the school for three months last year. Everything she told me jibed (or is it jived?) with what I’d been observing for myself, so it was nice to have some confirmation of some of my suspicions. She was totally fascinated with my Swedish experience, so that was pretty fun. I like it when I’m thought of as the adventurous one even if I don’t always feel like it. Of course, compared to people who live in the same little town their whole life I am pretty adventurous I suppose.

I think I may lose all control of my temper and start jumping on the table like a monkey on crack, throwing my poo at the Biatch tomorrow. I just hate her. HATE HER!!! She didn’t actually do anything to me today, but she has no consideration for other people! It’s really hard to work one on one with a kid in the room when she’s in there bellowing like a sick cow instead of using her inside voice. I seriously think I’m going to have to talk to the principal about it. Or maybe I can start taking my kids to the library during that block. I really thought I was going to fly over the table and throttle her today. Grrrrrrrrr!

On a lighter note, in third grade we were talking about fears and phobias and guess what! One little girl said she’s afraid of dead goldfish. Me too! Everyone else looked at her like she was crazy, but she had my sympathies. We had a nice gross-out/sympathy session together so that was nice. I’ve never met anyone else with a fear of fish, dead or alive What a thrilling day, eh?

I got another letter from Annica today, which was interesting. She’s finally doing something proactive with her life and sounds a lot happier about it. She’s taking a course that she needs for college admission then in the fall she’s going to start a three year university program for “work therapy” (we aren’t exactly sure what that entails). I’m really proud of her and happy she’s doing something that can really boost her self-image. I am a big believer in stay-at-home parenting, but I think it’s time for her to move on. The oldest is six so should be in school next year (she held her back a year) and the youngest is so social that she’ll just love day care I think. I really hope she sticks it out. She sounded really excited in her letter.

Thank you all for the comments about the poor cat. It’s really strange because it’s all in a ring around her neck. My dad said the same thing happened last year when my sister had a big dog around all the time, so maybe it is just stress related though I’m not sure what the stress is. Maybe that we won’t let her live in the linen closet like she wants to. Or maybe she’s stressed about the birds. A couple of weeks ago my dad but birdseed in one of his feeders that had been empty for quite a while and the cat just sits and stares for hours at them. I’m sure she’s eaten her fair share of them.

Water aerobics turned out to be really good tonight. It was a much younger crowd than usual and we played some silly games. The old biddies were no where in sight so I didn’t get a chance to splash them, light them on fire or fart on them. Hopefully they’ll never come back. I’m always so surprised at the classes here — there are a few regulars, but usually there’s different people every night. I need to get super serious about my diet. I’ve been cheating all weekend and it’s just not good. I must stay away from Wal-Mart because I am drawn to those stupid Cadbury Cream eggs and the Dove Chocolate Truffle eggs. Being on a diet is so much harder here! But I’m done with sugar for the rest of the week. I won’t have any more until Saturday. Or maybe Sunday. But how can I resist a Saturday treat?

Ok, enough diet angst. I’m going to go and try to finish the book I’m reading (Snow White and Rose Red by Patricia Wrede). So far I only have one book for the month of February. Pathetic. Extremely pathetic.

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