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Month: September 2003

Fry this!

Fry this!

I am all for junk food. I am all for fried food. But there are just times when you shouldn’t try to combine them.

Can I just say ewwwwwwwww!

(I’ll let you know how they taste after I go to the Fair next week! No. I’m really not really going to try these. Well, not going to try most of these. My sick sense of curiousity might get me to nibble one or two.)

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Throwing a dart!

Throwing a dart!

Geek Man and I are contemplating doing something drastic. It is either really brave or really stupid. (Although, in my experience, there really is a fine line between the two most of the time anyway.)

We’ve been out of work for over a year and a half. The savings account is a joke. Everything has changed. We aren’t getting anyone knocking on our doors to hire him. (Gotta love the IT industry! They aren’t even emailing us for jobs.) Besides the normal things that make a place you live become a home (friends, activities etc), we have nothing keeping us here.

Soooo…..

We are talking about getting out a map and throwing a dart at it and then looking into relocating there. I mean, it isn’t like we have anything to lose! We can be unemployed anywhere. Of course, my family in Houston told us to just get a map of Texas to do this. They don’t want us to move further away.

I don’t know how he feels, but I think it is rather exciting. I mean, seriously, we have nothing to lose. Why not?! Once you’ve lost just about everything you’ve worked so hard for years to achieve, what keeps you from just going somewhere new and starting over.

Of course, I am more sold on this idea than he is. But like I have been saying for a while, I am restless. I think it will be a great experience for all of us.

But then again, maybe I am crazy. *shrug*

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Finding the right fit

Finding the right fit

I have been thinking a lot about dreams lately. Not the kind of dreams you have at night when you are sleeping. But the dreams you have in your heart when you are awake. It makes me wonder if there is ever a time to give up on a dream. Wait. That doesn’t sound right. Maybe a more accurate way to say it would be…is there a time when you should take a honest look at your dreams and alter them to fit your reality?

Let me first say that I love being a wife and mother. I cherish the fact that I have been able to stay home with Little Diva and watch her grow and become such an awesome person on a day to day basis. I love that I was able to stay home with my boys, too. There are many Moms out there who would anything to be able to stay home with their kids. Not for one second do I regret or resent raising these awesome kidlets. (And we are just beginning this amazing journey!)

But then there are times I don’t feel like I fit in my own skin. I have talked about feeling like I am missing some sort of “mothering gene” that other Moms seem to have. I know I am a good Mom. I know I am. I also know I probably don’t do it like “They” do, either. And that is fine, too. But then there are times I feel like I don’t really fit inside my own life.

When I start to feel this way, it also brings with it a lot of guilt. I feel like the things that being a stay at home mom has to offer should be enough to fulfill me. And when it doesn’t, I feel guilty.

Because at my age, pursuing a dream doesn’t just effect me. It effects my husband and three kids who, let’s face it, don’t deserve to be put through any stress if Mom decides to “find herself”. But then again, they don’t deserve to live in a home where they think dreams aren’t worth pursuing. When are you too old to figure out what you want to be when you grow up?

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Personal day?

Personal day?

Kidlet Jr: Mom, I’ve been thinking. Sometimes you just need to do what you need to do. So…. Can we take a personal day off of school tomorrow?

(Where does he get these things?)

What I said: No, sweetie. Tomorrow isn’t really a day that should be taken for that. Especially since you had Friday off from school already.

What I thought: Oh hell no! Especially since you had Friday off from school already!

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Sports Moms

Sports Moms

Can I just address Sports Moms for a minute? There is a difference between a “Soccer Mom” and a “Sports Mom”. A “Soccer Mom” is a mom who goes to the games, cheers for her kidlet(s), probably has something soccer related on her vehicle (which is probably a mini-van or SUV) and knows all (or most) of the players names. This can vary a little, but for the most part, you can spot a Soccer Mom. And yes, it is okay to chuckle now and then at Soccer Mom. She is a pretty amusing stereotype at times.

A “Sports Mom” is one who is fanatical about the game. She has her kidlet signed up for every clinic or workshop that is related to the sport. Her kid has to have the best equipment and the best of everything the sport has to offer. She allows very little room for her child to make mistakes. And she certainly can’t stand mistakes from anyone else’s child. She is the one who pushes her kid so hard that even the other adults cringe. She, or rather her behavior, is no laughing matter.

We have a new Sports Mom on our team. I have been elected to let her know that our team is more laid back than most and that we really find it better to NOT yell at the players on our team that they suck. (For that matter, not to yell that at any of the players!) Yes, you read that read. She yelled during a game today that one of our players sucked. Did I mention this is the under 8 yr old team? Lovely isn’t it. It didn’t take me long to get off the bench and go to her to tell her that we really are not going to stand for that. But, it was too late. A Soccer Mom from the other team handled it for me. She was up in Sports Mom’s face before I could get out of my seat. And let me tell you something…she didn’t pull any punches. She let her know how disgusting her behavior was. When Sports Mom looked our way for back-up, we just turned back towards the game.

So, please, if your kidlets are on a team, remember it is for fun and recreation. If you want to yell and degrade, go to a professional hockey game, okay? They can take it and make the big bucks to deal with it. As for us Soccer Moms, we’ll be on the sidelines cheering on the kids, wearing our “Soccer Mom” shirts, and drinking our coffee (and probably gossiping between plays.) We’ll support your kid, even if you won’t.

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But it’s Friday!

But it’s Friday!

It’s Friday. My weekly “Me-Day”, if I can actually fit it in. I try to do something to get me into a more “I can handle these people” frame of mind before the weekend comes when I am overwhelmed with soccer, errands, and general chaos. But can I do that today? Not so much. The Kidlets are home.

No one is sick. The teachers have a work day and so I get the Kidlets home with me. I am trying to find something to keep them occupied, happy (read: not whining in my face or fighting), and cheap.

So, forgive me if I am scattered and not able to write anything even somewhat inspirational today. It is not even noon and I am ready to go hide out in my room. Do not tell them where I am. Or I will send them your way!

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