Scared straight

I am one of those people who can watch a scary movie and it does nothing to me. Most scary movies are so stupid that I can get a good laugh out of them every now and then. I can watch a scary movie in the dark, and then go to bed with all the lights off. The children tell me they can't do it. Yeah, they will watch a scary movie, but you best believe that Gulf Power is happy when they do because they have to have every light on in the house. I also like to watch those shows where they are solving some type of crime and they eventually catch the bad guy.

Well, let me tell you how I actually was scared straight out of my mind. But then I had to laugh about it in the end. I always park up front where the lights are when I'm going to class because I know it's going to be dark when I come out.  A group of us always come out together and so when class ended last night, I got to my car and clicked the alarm for the door to unlock. I got in my car, put on my seatbeat and as I put the car in reverse, the glare from the light was on the back seat of my vehicle. The glare looked like it was a persons head, a head like that was from one of them scary movies and I so declare that I wanted to do-do in my pants. That scard the bejeezers out of me. The first person that came to mind was Freddy Krueger and then I thought that he only comes in your dreams. When I saw that it was just a glare, I took a deep breath and drove on home. Thank goodness it wasn't a head because the stuff is humorous on tv, but in real life, I was really skurd.

Penmanship is important

When I went to class last night, our instructor put us in groups of three to do an assignement and I just so happened to be in a group with two guys. The assignment required us to write on a specific topic that the instructor gave us and I just can't help it, but when I have to turn in anything that is hand written, I like for it to be my best so these two guys decided that since I was a "girl", that I could do the writing for the group while they told me what they wanted written. Simple enough. "I could do that", I thought.

As I began to put my pen against paper, right there in the middle of me writing, one of the guys said, "Wow, look at your handwriting, it is beautiful." I thanked him and continued to write because we were on a time limit to do this assignment. The other guy then says to me, "Look at how your pen glides across the paper like that." I thanked him as well and looked up at the clock and said, "Ok, guys we got like two more minutes to finish this." As they talked on the topic, I wrote; but when the instructor called for times up and then we went on break, the two guys wanted to talk more of my handwriting.

One of the guys said that it looks like I wrote the Declaration of Independence and the other guy said, "Yeah, Thomas Jefferson said it and she wrote it." It was like I wasn't even sitting there because they started talking in third person but I do believe penmanship is important. When I was in elementary school, I practiced writing because I did want to have a nice handwriting and I guess practice does eventually make perfect but I declare I did not write the Declaration of Independence.

Telling it like it is

As I was opening up e-mails this morning, this story came across my computer where this lady from PA blogs about her students. I didn't see anything wrong with it because she was just telling it like it is. What the heck, I'll blog about it then and see what they are gonna do about it. In her blog, she talks about how children at the high school are whiners, how they are lazy and really just expects a free ride. Yes, I do agree with her on that because my children are no different. Not saying that ALL are like that, but children will only go as far as you allow them to go and they will get away with what you let them get away with. This teacher talks about how parents want to be their children's friends and doesn't focus too much on trying to be the parent......I could go on but I don't want to steal her thunder.....well, here is the link to the story, go and read it yourself. Kudos to you Ms. Munroe.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20110216/ap_on_hi_te/us_teacher_suspended_blog

Crippling our children

I was sitting in Sunday School class when my 17 year old daughter came by my class and said that she didn't know where her class was being held since they changed the high school seniors to another class. I told my daughter that the Christian Education Director was standing there and to ask her where the new class was because I really don't know. Just as I said that, this lady who was sitting opposite of me said, "Oh mama, she just wants you to do everything for her, how sweet!". No, it is not sweet.  I'm not going to be asking questions and speaking for my daughter when she can do it herself. Get real lady. And I just listened to a good message and you want to come up here drinking kool-aid and don't even know the flava.

Even though my daughter did ask for herself but we, as parents, have some kind of issues within our own selves that prevents us from letting our children try things on their own. So what if they mess up? Then they will know that wasn't a good choice and they should try it another way. I told hubby that this will be the main reason for me and him to go our separate ways is because he thinks he should do everything for them. I am totally opposite. I tell them to try it first and then if they need help, I will help them but I'm not doing it for them. This goes for anything like ironing their own clothes, cooking or simply filling out forms. If we did everything for them, how in the world are they gonna become productive adults? YOU KNOW THEY WILL GROW UP AND BECOME ADULTS. Then they gonna end up coming in my office and I'll end up looking at them with THE LOOK when these grown folks come up in here with all that whining.

Let them make mistakes and learn from them. Let them fall sometimes and then get back up on their own. And as hard as it may sound, let them fail sometimes. All the "I told you so's" aren't really necessary because when they land on their face, they will think back and remember all the things you told them. They may not admit you were right but they will end up saying to somebody, "Mama (or papa) said that there would be days like this.Yep, she said it alright."

Disorganized

I'm confessing. I did it. I am not proud of it and now I need therapy. I am somewhat of an organizer even when it comes to my clothing. I check the weather and then I get my clothes out the whole week on Saturday and I keep it that way, even church clothes. I don't have time to be getting up early mornings trying to decide what I'm going to wear. Not only do I get my clothes out but I put them in order by the day of what I am going to wear. That's just one of the ways I try to keep myself organized in order for me to function throughout the week.

Well, well, well, this past week has just been straight out hectic. It seems as if I have had more homework than the average american college student. I shocked my own self when I didn't get out my clothes on Saturday night. I was so out of whack. After working, then going to school after work then coming home to do homework....(and it takes me days to get the homework done).... I've been so tired that I've been getting up every single morning trying to get ready and pull clothes out to wear. That's a no-no for me. It has seemed like I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Have you seen a chicken with no head? Well that has been me this past week. Will somebody please put that chicken's head back on!

Dog gone it

There is a new member of our family. Hold on. Stop the presses. I know yall ain't sitting here thinking I have either popped out a baby or have gone to some agency to bring one home. Nope, nada. Shame on you for even thinking I have that kind of patience anymore. The children have a little puppy. His name is Prince. He is six weeks old. My daughter has this friend who has this dog who had puppies and well, she gave one to our daughter for free. Everyone except me was excited about bringing home a little munchkin. Our daughter said that she would take care of him and spoil him. I told her that he would have to stay out on the patio. I did have a heart though when our daughter kept going out there to check on him and to make sure he wasn't freezing. She asked me if she could keep him in her room for the night. I told her that only if she put newspapers down and to block off her room so he wouldn't get out.

I must be getting soft as I get older because I really do think I am still in shock mode for even letting them get the dog. When I wake up, I will let you all know that it was just a dream. Prince hasn't been at the house for 24 hours yet and our daughter just carries him around like he really is some kind of baby. She didn't want to go to school this morning and I told her that she has got to go. He did whine when she left him out there on the patio. I'm not even a dog person but I felt so sorry for the little puppy when he whined. That was just so sad to hear him. I had to move on and go to work and our 15 year old son kept telling our daughter that Prince will be alright until they come home from school. There really was no choice except for him to be alright. It's a dog gone world out there.

Senior Moments

LAWD, please help me to have patience. I am taking our 17 year daughter to go and get

 her

senior portraits and cap and gown photos done on tomorrow. She has pulled out every piece of clothing  she owns several outfits to change into. She has been playing in her hair for hours already. It's going to be a   long day and I still need to come home and finish up my homework. SIGHS!