"Three things from today, compliments of my stupid vivid imagination:
1. I got up in the middle of the night because ice was pelting my window. Disappointed it wasn't snow, I forgot to run and jump into my bed. As I climbed in, I SWEAR I FELT A HAND GRAB MY ANKLE. I have a vivid imagination. But, if you heard an ear-piercing scream at approximately 3:14 am (CST), it was me. Apologies.
2. I hate birds, right? This is not news. I had the windows down today because...HEAT WAVE! It was 45 and sunny and the volume was up while the windows were halfway down, and I thought to myself, "Self, if a bird ever flew through the open window on the passenger side and hit the driver's side window and fell in your lap, you WOULD DIE INSTANTLY." And then I proceeded to practically go into convulsions and I brushed imaginary birds off my lap while freaking out over invisible trouble that I borrowed from my...what? Oh yeah, vivid imagination.
3. I've had Destiny's Child songs stuck in my head all day...namely
"Say My Name" and "Bills Bills Bills." There is no reason for this, and
I wish it would stop. Also, it's a terrible mash-up.
That is all."
That was just during normal school hours, friends. This evening, as I sat in front of the fireplace, trudging through the second "half" of The Virginian, N looked at me and said (in a very grumbly voice), "I could've been born in the Wild West or the Revolutionary War or even in the Star Wars Galaxy, but noooooooooo! Stuck. Here."
I laughed for a good 10 minutes, intermittently of course. I thought I was over it, but then I imagined his facial expression and exploded all over again.
We've had 2 snow days this week, and only one of them was actually necessary. I'm sincerely hoping that we never have anymore in the history of FOREVER because I was not made for cooped up inside with my children when they're well and trying to be bossy and bored. I have no idea where they get such behavior!
Today was back to business as usual, only B started in a new classroom (thankfully), and N had late role call for athletics, so we rolled up to school at approximately 7:10 and felt SUPER proud of ourselves. At least I did. They were both shooting daggers at me because I was so cheerful! When N stormed out of the car without saying goodbye, I did the unthinkable: I rolled down the window and said, "Bye Honey! I love you!" messy hair, glasses, and ALL. He turned his head away, but not before I could see the puff of his cheeks to know he was laughing at my ridiculousness. He swears he wasn't. We all know the truth.
B begged to jump out of the car as soon as we go to his school to go inside with his BFF, so I don't even think I stopped the car before he jumped out.
And ever since then, I've been reading the second halves of two VASTLY different books for classes that haven't met in a week, thanks to Mother Nature. I mean, I'm not complaining, and I love to read, but one class has no less than 9 full-length novels on the reading list. We're already on week 5 of the semester and have read O.N.E.
Well, almost one. The Virginian is a beast of a novel.
Aubs
That is all."
That was just during normal school hours, friends. This evening, as I sat in front of the fireplace, trudging through the second "half" of The Virginian, N looked at me and said (in a very grumbly voice), "I could've been born in the Wild West or the Revolutionary War or even in the Star Wars Galaxy, but noooooooooo! Stuck. Here."
I laughed for a good 10 minutes, intermittently of course. I thought I was over it, but then I imagined his facial expression and exploded all over again.
We've had 2 snow days this week, and only one of them was actually necessary. I'm sincerely hoping that we never have anymore in the history of FOREVER because I was not made for cooped up inside with my children when they're well and trying to be bossy and bored. I have no idea where they get such behavior!
Today was back to business as usual, only B started in a new classroom (thankfully), and N had late role call for athletics, so we rolled up to school at approximately 7:10 and felt SUPER proud of ourselves. At least I did. They were both shooting daggers at me because I was so cheerful! When N stormed out of the car without saying goodbye, I did the unthinkable: I rolled down the window and said, "Bye Honey! I love you!" messy hair, glasses, and ALL. He turned his head away, but not before I could see the puff of his cheeks to know he was laughing at my ridiculousness. He swears he wasn't. We all know the truth.
B begged to jump out of the car as soon as we go to his school to go inside with his BFF, so I don't even think I stopped the car before he jumped out.
And ever since then, I've been reading the second halves of two VASTLY different books for classes that haven't met in a week, thanks to Mother Nature. I mean, I'm not complaining, and I love to read, but one class has no less than 9 full-length novels on the reading list. We're already on week 5 of the semester and have read O.N.E.
Well, almost one. The Virginian is a beast of a novel.
Aubs
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