Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Cheerleading....










cheerleading has been...
an adventure...
our first game it was pouring rain... i hate cold and wet....
the little girls were soaked after 6 cheers so we sent them home
last sat it was freezing... i mean FREEZING...
the girls were shaking, Eva started crying... i wanted to cry

but don't they look cute in their uniforms!

i am a terrible coach, i don't know the first thing about  cheerleading, Coach Deb is totally awesome so i just lead the warm up... she does the rest.... bless her heart!

maybe if i wasn't such a wimpy complainer i could learn how to coach and Eva would become a professional cheerleader and... who am i kidding, she's a wimpy complainer too!

Monday, December 7, 2009

disaster


Seriously...... what is my problem.... today i wore red Christmas jammies, ALL DAY. The really sad part is that it wasn't because i was getting into the "holiday spirit" i just haven't changed my clothes in 24 hours. I stink. My hair is a tragedy. My church eyeliner is creeping down my face. I ate crackers for breakfast. Cora made her own lunch, she's 3 1/2. I am a complete pathetic mess. I don't even have any crazy pills to take the edge off, if someone makes a tapping sound too loudly they get the look of death. I even tried listening to "soundscapes"(that new age station on my tv), it just made me zone out and do even less than nothing.... this is the first winter in a few years w/ out medication, i am not sure how i feel about that. I would take a picture of myself for a laugh but most of you know i am entirely too vain for that kind of comedy.... sigh.....

My girls made my face out of flowers this summer....
i am sure "that" me smells better than "this" me....

Friday, October 3, 2008

yes, i drive an 'Astro Van' (seriously)

Just a little background before i start complaining.... i drove a sky-blue Toyota Previa in high school so l love mini vans... its not about the van really, its how i receive the van every WED morning. The van belongs to my father in law but i use it on a daily basis and he uses it tues night and sat morning...



THIS is how it looks... who needs carseats when my kids could just sit on news paper bundles....

Literally, not a stitch of garbage in this van belongs to me or my children and the worst part is i always forget its gonna be like this, so im running out the door trying to get Eva to school on time and i have to heave these bundles over the backseat ( that weigh as much as i do, by the way) i want to SCREAM!

people must really think i "live in a van down by the river" as Chris Farrley would say

too bad i dont care that it looks as if i spend so much money on shoes that i live in my van and recycle news-papers to get my 'fix'....

Speaking of shoes check out these beauties....
now, wipe the drool off your face and pay close attention.....
these shoes almost cost me my life,

alright maybe not my life but seriously i nearly caused a five car pile up. i was driving home from work daydreaming about BOGO when i realized the four cars ahead of me were stopped at a light. No big deal i had plenty of room and time to stop. so i go to take my foot off the gas and my beautiful new guess pump slips and my heel catches under the gas pedal it was literally stuck so i start screaming obscenities and bracing my self for impact with the bumper of a little yellow Mustang... just in time i pulled my foot out, slammed on the brakes and screeched to a halt. i was shaking the whole rest of the way home...
LESSON: when breaking in brand new heals, always bring driving flats (of course if you get pulled over switch them back quickly)



















I know, right.... totally worth it...

Last but not least i had to post this picture because Syd literally burst into hysterical laughter when i pulled up to her house with the van looking like this.. i hadn't even noticed and drove around the entire day before like this and was too lazy to care at that point... the one day my husband drives the van he parks under a light post....... Cora says "Naughty burdy! no poo poo on da car, poo poo in da potty!"