(awkward and awesome)

(awkward and awesome)
First Wive's Club...one of Ma's favorites

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Who...Who Is This Guy?

So I'm minding my own business...wasting my own time on Facebook when I catch a glimpse of how many people I am friends with.  Over 300.  I don't have 300 friends!  What?!  That can't be right. Lo and forsooth, it most certainly is.  I'll just have to unfriend some people.  Well now, that's so much easier said than done.  I just kept scrolling through and  finding myself more indecisive than when I'm at the Milton Bakery.

Back at the Rabbit Trail:  The Milton Bakery is a magical land full of sugary, floury goodness and light.  I'm pretty sure that God has blessed these folks with unnatural baking awesomeness.  Pretty darn sure.

I had to make myself some guidelines because I was feeling so mean and hateful.  The word "unfriend" is so...unfriendly.  May these help you out as well if you find yourself in need of them.

1)  If I recognize the face, but not the name or how I ever met the person  to begin with, out ya go.
2)  If you are my friend's husband.  Here's the deal, if you are the spouse of my friend, I am cordial to you in person, but I don't talk to you on Facebook.  I'm chatting with my friend not you.  Why did I friend you in the first place?  Probably because I didn't want to seem unfriendly to you thus making my friend miffy at me.
3)  If I knew you in high school or college, but now we never chat, call, or really even visit each other's pages, yeah...I wish you well, old friend.  If we, neither of us, feel the urge to even put in the effort of "liking" each other's statuses, the clue phone is a-ringing.
4)  If I know you now, but we our conversations are more accidental then intentional and then, not of much substance, it's not that I don't like you, but we're not really friends.  We are barely aquaintances.  We might not NOT like each other, but we obviously don't want to invest any effort into the friendship.  So...yeah.
5)  All family stays.  We might be distant cousins, but family is family and unless you hurt me, my kids or my husband, you stay.  We might irritate each other, but God has ordained it to be.  So, you're stuck with me like those expensive boots you bought that you never wear because they hurt so much but they cost too much to throw out.  Family is stronger then painful footwear.

So if you caught this on Facebook, well guess you made it through and now you and Balki Bartokomous can do the dance of joy!  Honestly, I don't think the people who've been Un-Friended will even notice, and if they do, not for awhile.  I don't even think they'll care.  I guess we'll see.  And now, back to the real world.

Back at the Rabbit Trail:  If you don't know who Balki Bartokomous is, Goggle it, Youngin'! Geez!  Balki rocks.  

Friday, June 22, 2012

In An Attempt to Cross Something Off of My To-Do List....

I'm writing on my blog!

Okay, so I'm down 20 lbs., and I thought that I would feel different...more accomplished I guess.  I don't know.  It just feels like I have so much further to go.  Could just be today.  You ever have one of those days  when it feels like the world is blowing you off and you're not sure why.  You start asking yourself, "Did I say something mean behind the World's back, and then forgot I said it?"  And then you revert to high school with visions of all your friends hanging out with each other and ignoring your calls even though it's really not even possible for that to be happening.  You stop in mid-daydream of all the fun they are having with out you and think "What in the world is your problem?"  You get mad at you, shake your head, and you know it's dumb, but that's just how your feel.  That'd be just about how my day is going.

There is also the news that I'm not renewing with Premier Designs.  I'm really sad about it to be honest.  The company is fabu, and I'm ruined for all other jewelry forever.  It's just time to move on to the next big thing.  What is that?  Well, let me get over this big thing first.  I'll miss the people the most; Premier has the best people ever.  They love the Lord, and they are so giving and encouraging and .... sigh...I'm just really sad about it.  

In weird news, I found a bumper buried in my backyard.  I tried to dig up this "little" piece of metal so Bear wouldn't hit it while mowing the grass.  As Dad says, no good deed goes unpunished.  So now I'm digging up a bumper out of my backyard.  How many Weight Watcher activity points do I get for that I wonder?

At any rate, hope y'all have a wonderful week-end!  Have some fun for me...unless you're with all my friends and ignoring my calls and if that's the case, I hope y'all spill your Starbucks before you even get one sip!  Oh yeah...I went there...

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

The Results Thus Far...

Sorry no pic...couldn't find one I liked.  Anyway....

So we had the IEP.  Very interesting stuff.  The mood was very she's-gone-all-crazy-white-lady-make-it-stop. It was very obvious they were trying to calm me down.  We laid out our concerns.  They answered them, and for the most part we are satisfied that #2 will continue to get the education she needs to be getting.  Apparently, even though the test says she's not smart, they think that's just the Autism talking and that she's plenty able to learn.  They just gave her that test to rule some things out.  Uh-huh.  Ooookay.  Always ask exactly what kinds of tests they will give your kids.  Always and exactly.  The one little bit I'm not satisfied with will be addressed in the fall after I've had time to research it.  No biggie.  I do still tend to lodge an official complaint against the good doctor because even though he was the nicest he's ever been to date, it doesn't excuse his past behavior.  Not to mention, I wonder how he might have acted had I not raised such a rabble. We do intend to have her re-tested by someone else next year.  I also did point out that if the doc hadn't missed the meeting all of this could've been avoided.  It's sad that I even have to work this hard to make it work, you know?  Why do ESE parents have to make so much noise to get their kids the right help and the proper tools?  My kid isn't more special then anyone else's...she just takes more time.  So that's it.  Thanks for all the prayers and well wishes.  Your support of my sugar-pop means so much more to me than I could ever ever express.  Thank you.