I don't believe I spent that much for sweet treat. I know that what I got and the method I'm getting it costs money, but man! LOL!
Must do an extra 30 minutes of DDR to make up for the yumminess coming.
Is yumminess a word? It's my blog so yeah it is. :-)
I wish God would turn the temp down about 10-20 degrees or add a consistent cool breeze around here.
Why does the little girl swim suits at Walmart look like stripper outfits?
I don't feel like working today.
Pooka's paternal grandmother talks a lot. The only reason I called her was to make sure the address I had for her was still good before I sent her Pooka's school picture. All I needed her to do was to say yes I'm still there or no here's my new address and that's it. I don't know Babydaddy's cousin so and so therefore I don't care he is back from Iraq. I am thankful he went over there to do whatever he did, like I thank and respect the US military, but come on.
That call took 34 minutes! 30 of it was of me trying to end the conversation.
I stopped by Pooka's school to pay off her meals for the year (come on June 10th!) and ran into her class while they were on their way to lunch. Most of her class loves me. All of them waving and yelling "hey Ms. Pooka's mom/mommy". I felt like a celebrity for a moment. :-P Pooka grabbed my hand and I walked with the class to the cafeteria. The little girl in line behind Pooka made my day. She asked me if I was Pooka's mother. I said yes, and she told me I was pretty. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. *blush*. As we were walking, Saturn's son (remember when I blogged about Saturn??? Saturn was best friends with Leggz, the chick whose son I was baby sitting for a hot minute before they moved to Jersey? The chick who gave me my first taste of wine out the box? You remember? No? Oh well) well anyway, Saturn's son is in Pooka's class and he was telling me about how his baby brother is starting to talk and carrying on. When we got to the lunch line Saturn's son grabbed my hand and asked if he could sit beside me during lunch. I wasn't eating lunch with Pooka today so I told him so and he looked deflated. Awwwwww. Now that I am back at work I wish I had taken a long lunch, ate with Pooka, the girl who said I was pretty and Saturn's son, then brought them all some ice cream from the ala carte. *sigh*
I haven't been blogging about this little girl in Pooka's class that says mean things to her. But long story short about twice a month Pooka tells me about some stupid or mean stuff this girl has told her. She's told Pooka that she was ugly because only girls with boyfriends are cute, that she was stupid because she didn't do well on a math test, that she was poor because Pooka didn't wear named brand clothes everyday, etc etc etc. Every time Pooka tells me about what this girl says to her I ask her what did she say or do in response and it's always proper. *whew* I'm thankful this little girl hasn't ruined the esteem my child has. So before I left the cafeteria I whispered in Pooka's ear to show me this little girl, I just had to see what she looked like. Mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn the little she pointed out was a regular plain jane looking girl. It was the same little girl I saw the teacher "politely and professionally jack up" *smile* when I first saw them in the hallway. Part of me wanted to say something to the little girl but I couldn't think of a "polite and professional" way to tell her to stop talking nonsense to my child. It's the end of the year and my fingers are crossed they don't get the same teacher next year.