How many of you went Black Friday Shopping? Well, I did. My original plan was to go for 10pm when you could get the toys at Walmart. I have three kids and buying for them gets expensive, especially when my 7 year old wants things like a Wii and a DS. So, I joined the crazies to get the best deals.
My husband's nephew decided that he was going to go to Best Buy to get a tv on sale. The doors open at midnight and he thought he would go around ten pm and just get in line and get his tv.....he's nineteen so I laughed at him and told him he was crazy. He would have to go around seven at least. He asked if I'd go with him. Hey, why not, it was better than sitting around doing nothing or having to take care of The Beast and other kids. I had nothing better to do.
We brought lawn chairs and got into line. The line was around the building about halfway so it wasn't too terrible. It was so cold out and I was not prepared to sit out in the cold and I am still getting over being sick. My sister in law joined us and she too is getting over a cold. We made it about fifteen minutes before we ditched my nephew and decided to go to Walmart to start scoping out the store.
After getting my purchases at Walmart (I got every single item on my list thank-you-very-much) we got a text from my nephew saying that he had to go to the bathroom BAD. So, we went over there to relieve him (hee hee literally). I got back into the line and as soon as I sat down I hear him scream
"LISA RUN".....OMG if you know me, I do not run but I didn't want to let him down so off I ran. Well the line moved about 20 feet closer to the front of the building and I think I squeezed in a little closer. Once he got back I felt like I should hang with him for a while since I ditched him. Best Buy was handing out "tickets" for the item you wanted and they were about the start.
They started handing out the tickets and after a few of the items were handed out - it happened. Yes, I got into a fight standing in line at Best Buy. It's not my proudest moment but it happened. There is also no doubt in my mind that my war of words is caught on video and posted to someone's facebook or youtube account out in the wonderful world of the internet. It was really stupid and silly but at the time I certainly thought my point was important. Here's what happened.
The crowd was lined up in front and on the one side of the building. Well, as people weren't getting their item, they would stomp all pissed off to the side of the building where their car was parked and then instead of pulling around the back of the building, they would have to drive right thru the crowd. Seriously? How hard was it to go around the buidling? Well, this one woman was just pissed off that she didn't get her Tv or laptop or whatever and got into her car with her driver and tried to come thru the crowd. I had had enough by that point and I yelled "Nobody move" to the crowd so she would be forced to drive around the building. She didn't budge, she drove right up to me and wanted me to move. I refused. I stood there and told her kindly that I wasn't going to move and that she was going to have to turn around. She yelled at me, I yelled at her and I refused to move. Finally after a few minutes, all the idiots around me moved and she was able to get thru. (Dumbasses...so easily intimidated) There were these really geeky guys in front of us and they looked at my nephew and told him that his aunt was a "She-Hulk"and "A Scrapper" (we had been talking with them all night. They thought I was 36 which is just crazy but I am getting off the topic here). He looked at them and said "That's why I brought her".....
Yes, that was me who got into a fight at Best Buy on Black Friday.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
"Never explain yourself. Your friends don't need it, and your enemies won't listen anyway."
Someone said this to me today and I really like it. It is so true. Something happened this week that upset me and it is rather fitting for this quote. I honestly don't know who said this but I am sharing it with all of you anyway.
My life is an open book and it always has been. Silence makes me uncomfortable so I tend to overshare things. That is just who I am. I kind of like it about me and I know other people like it too. I'm sure that there are so many people out there, my husband included, who just do not understand why I choose to share almost every part of my life and thoughts with everyone and that's ok. You don't have to understand.
Anyway, back to what happened. I am part of many groups since moving to this new area. I am in a couple Mom's Groups, I attend ECFE (Early Childhood and Family Education) with the boys, Olivia is on a dance team where I am constantly around other moms and she is also in Girl Scouts where again, I am around other moms. I am not always going to think and feel the same exact way as each and every one of those other moms do and that's ok. Do I think they are judging me? Yeah sometimes I think that. Does that mean they are judging me? Probably not. Life wouldn't be fun if everyone shared the same opinion about everything. My sister and I are about as opposite as night and day but I still consider her to be one of my best friends. So, back to my story. The other night after a long day (and week) at work and not feeling well (I have a terrible sore throat) I sat down at almost 10pm to read my email. Inside was a message from someone I am in a group with who basically told me that she did not appreciate or think it was appropriate for me to be sharing my negative thoughts about our group on the internet. That I should only share my happy and positive thoughts about the group.
I was surprised because of many reasons.
1. I thought this person was my friend and never saw it coming. I had no idea after knowing her for over year that she felt this way. She has been a facebook friend for almost that long and has had access to my blog and in that year has never once let on that anything I said bothered her.
2. Since when do friends "censor" each other and tell them what they can and cannot write or feel.
3. I have never said anything negative about the group or members itself, I have said that after meetings I have come home sad because of things that people have said or the way a discussion went. In that same blog I also said that I'm sure that nobody was trying to be hurtful, that it was probably me taking it the wrong way.
4. I have never "named names" and the only people that would ever know what happened at a meeting to identify it was that specific one were at that meeting - nobody else would know what I'm talking about. I don't know if I hit a nerve and made someone feel guilty for the way I was feeling or what. I know often I will read someones status and think "oops I have done or said that and I guess I probably shouldn't have, I didn't realize how much it would hurt another person".
5. I don't like drama or confrontation and I have very low self esteem. It is hard for me to admit that, but it's true. Over the years my self esteem has gone down further and further because of many situations in my past. (I don't want to get into them now but just trust that I am not being dramatic). My blog is my way of dealing with my feelings and sending them away into space so I don't hold onto them and let them fester.
I don't know if I'm wrong here. I don't know if they are wrong. What I did not appreciate more than anything was the fact that this person insinuated that it was "the group" who wanted her to email me and now I am finding out that that is not the case at all - more than likely it was just her who feels this way.
I feel so many things right now, I feel hurt, I feel betrayed, I feel chastised and I don't like that she is making me second guess myself. I have not gone around bashing anyone or trying to paint this group in a negative light. In fact, I like this group and am trying to do my best to keep it going despite the fact that it's dying a slow death.
Am I wrong here?
Someone said this to me today and I really like it. It is so true. Something happened this week that upset me and it is rather fitting for this quote. I honestly don't know who said this but I am sharing it with all of you anyway.
My life is an open book and it always has been. Silence makes me uncomfortable so I tend to overshare things. That is just who I am. I kind of like it about me and I know other people like it too. I'm sure that there are so many people out there, my husband included, who just do not understand why I choose to share almost every part of my life and thoughts with everyone and that's ok. You don't have to understand.
Anyway, back to what happened. I am part of many groups since moving to this new area. I am in a couple Mom's Groups, I attend ECFE (Early Childhood and Family Education) with the boys, Olivia is on a dance team where I am constantly around other moms and she is also in Girl Scouts where again, I am around other moms. I am not always going to think and feel the same exact way as each and every one of those other moms do and that's ok. Do I think they are judging me? Yeah sometimes I think that. Does that mean they are judging me? Probably not. Life wouldn't be fun if everyone shared the same opinion about everything. My sister and I are about as opposite as night and day but I still consider her to be one of my best friends. So, back to my story. The other night after a long day (and week) at work and not feeling well (I have a terrible sore throat) I sat down at almost 10pm to read my email. Inside was a message from someone I am in a group with who basically told me that she did not appreciate or think it was appropriate for me to be sharing my negative thoughts about our group on the internet. That I should only share my happy and positive thoughts about the group.
I was surprised because of many reasons.
1. I thought this person was my friend and never saw it coming. I had no idea after knowing her for over year that she felt this way. She has been a facebook friend for almost that long and has had access to my blog and in that year has never once let on that anything I said bothered her.
2. Since when do friends "censor" each other and tell them what they can and cannot write or feel.
3. I have never said anything negative about the group or members itself, I have said that after meetings I have come home sad because of things that people have said or the way a discussion went. In that same blog I also said that I'm sure that nobody was trying to be hurtful, that it was probably me taking it the wrong way.
4. I have never "named names" and the only people that would ever know what happened at a meeting to identify it was that specific one were at that meeting - nobody else would know what I'm talking about. I don't know if I hit a nerve and made someone feel guilty for the way I was feeling or what. I know often I will read someones status and think "oops I have done or said that and I guess I probably shouldn't have, I didn't realize how much it would hurt another person".
5. I don't like drama or confrontation and I have very low self esteem. It is hard for me to admit that, but it's true. Over the years my self esteem has gone down further and further because of many situations in my past. (I don't want to get into them now but just trust that I am not being dramatic). My blog is my way of dealing with my feelings and sending them away into space so I don't hold onto them and let them fester.
I don't know if I'm wrong here. I don't know if they are wrong. What I did not appreciate more than anything was the fact that this person insinuated that it was "the group" who wanted her to email me and now I am finding out that that is not the case at all - more than likely it was just her who feels this way.
I feel so many things right now, I feel hurt, I feel betrayed, I feel chastised and I don't like that she is making me second guess myself. I have not gone around bashing anyone or trying to paint this group in a negative light. In fact, I like this group and am trying to do my best to keep it going despite the fact that it's dying a slow death.
Am I wrong here?
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Update on The Beast
The Beast is now 22 months old. He is still a beast. In fact, I would like to add a few more words to decribe him and his behavior but I'm sure that I would be reported for child abuse by some idiot out there who can't begin to understand what we go through with this child. It is always something.
Yesterday I was in a hurry, I was running late for a meeting and I still had to stop and buy some stuff before I went. I ran upstairs for one minute to pick out clothes for Jack and The Beast and when I came down I saw a mess in my kitchen. In the one minute it took me upstairs, the Beast had gotten into the fridge, taken out the carton of eggs and decided to throw them all over the place. Do you know how hard it is to clean up raw eggs off of the floor and cabinets? Do you know how much harder it is when you are in a hurry?
His speech is really catching up to where it should be, in fact, it is probably better than it should be. His speech therapist is amazing and has worked wonders with him. He pretty much copies every single thing you say so you have to be careful. I was driving the boys to daycare one day and stopped too far into the intersection. I pulled back and said "Oh Shit"....guess what the Beast went around chanting all day long....
One morning The Beast decided that he wanted cereal for breakfeast. I even put a little bit of milk in it because he kept saying "milk" and never seems to eat it dry. It just ends up on the floor all over the dining room. He is also obsessed with "forks" right now (really spoons) so I gave him a spoon. I watched him as he figured out what to do and he was happily eating his cereal. He looked up and smiled at me and seemed happy so I ran upstairs to use the restroom. By the time I got back downstairs he had taken the bowl of cereal and threw it across the dining room hitting the wall and smearing milk everywhere. We have carpet in our dining room, white carpet. (What the hell was anyone thinking putting white carpet in a dining room? It's the first thing going come spring) I swear when he saw that I was upset, he laughed.
I'm telling you, it's a good thing this kid is cute.
Yesterday I was in a hurry, I was running late for a meeting and I still had to stop and buy some stuff before I went. I ran upstairs for one minute to pick out clothes for Jack and The Beast and when I came down I saw a mess in my kitchen. In the one minute it took me upstairs, the Beast had gotten into the fridge, taken out the carton of eggs and decided to throw them all over the place. Do you know how hard it is to clean up raw eggs off of the floor and cabinets? Do you know how much harder it is when you are in a hurry?
His speech is really catching up to where it should be, in fact, it is probably better than it should be. His speech therapist is amazing and has worked wonders with him. He pretty much copies every single thing you say so you have to be careful. I was driving the boys to daycare one day and stopped too far into the intersection. I pulled back and said "Oh Shit"....guess what the Beast went around chanting all day long....
One morning The Beast decided that he wanted cereal for breakfeast. I even put a little bit of milk in it because he kept saying "milk" and never seems to eat it dry. It just ends up on the floor all over the dining room. He is also obsessed with "forks" right now (really spoons) so I gave him a spoon. I watched him as he figured out what to do and he was happily eating his cereal. He looked up and smiled at me and seemed happy so I ran upstairs to use the restroom. By the time I got back downstairs he had taken the bowl of cereal and threw it across the dining room hitting the wall and smearing milk everywhere. We have carpet in our dining room, white carpet. (What the hell was anyone thinking putting white carpet in a dining room? It's the first thing going come spring) I swear when he saw that I was upset, he laughed.
I'm telling you, it's a good thing this kid is cute.
It's Been Awhile
So it's been awhile since I've last blogged. Sometimes I feel too much pressure to make it funny or interesting and then I panic and don't write anything at all. I know it's silly but it's the truth. I tend to need to do things over the top or not at all. In fact, I am finding myself really pushing with my daughter and I need to figure out how to stop before I become one of those moms on "dance moms" or "toddlers and tiaras".
We went to my daughter's parent/teacher conferences. She is in second grade. My daughter is the type who when she does something, she almost always does it well. For example (and a mommy brag too), in school they were tested in three areas; Math, Reading and Verbal/Oral Communication. In Math, the goal was to receive a score of around 170 and she received a 180. In Reading, the goal was to receive a score of 163 and she got a 199. In Verbal/Oral Communication, the goal was to get a 43 and Olivia received a score of 99! This qualified her to be in a special reading program which is like a "book club" for second graders. Crazy hey? I cannot imagine, at 7 years old being smart and confident enough to be in a book club, heck I can't even imagine it now at age 34. I am so proud of her and think it's amazing that she did so well but in my mind, I see the 180 in Math and think she needs to work harder.
If that isn't crazy enough, Olivia is on a competitive dance team. She auditioned in the fall and made it on the team which is fantastic. She impressed her teacher enough to put her right in the front of the front row which is an awesome spot to be in when your in a group and then she received a special honor of "Student of the Month". The teacher said that they have never given the award to anyone under the age of 8 and at first I thought it was just for someone in their class but since then I have realized that she was chosen out of the entire dance academy. It is such an honor since some of those girls have been going there for years. Her dance teacher tested them last week on their dance and I just got the email with her results. The dance was split into two parts and they were scored on how well they are doing on the first half and second half with a score of 1, 2 or 3. 1 meaning that they are doing excellent and better than the average kids in the class, 2 meaning that they are doing average and 3 meaning they might need a private lesson because they are doing below average. Olivia received a 1 on the first part and a 2 on the second part. Right away I look at the 2 and think that she needs to practice more and needs to improve.
I know I'm being pyscho and I am working on it. I just want her to do well and I think it's because I have never been good at anything before. It all comes so easy to her, maybe I'm jealous? I think part of being a mom is you want your children to do their best and be the best.
We went to my daughter's parent/teacher conferences. She is in second grade. My daughter is the type who when she does something, she almost always does it well. For example (and a mommy brag too), in school they were tested in three areas; Math, Reading and Verbal/Oral Communication. In Math, the goal was to receive a score of around 170 and she received a 180. In Reading, the goal was to receive a score of 163 and she got a 199. In Verbal/Oral Communication, the goal was to get a 43 and Olivia received a score of 99! This qualified her to be in a special reading program which is like a "book club" for second graders. Crazy hey? I cannot imagine, at 7 years old being smart and confident enough to be in a book club, heck I can't even imagine it now at age 34. I am so proud of her and think it's amazing that she did so well but in my mind, I see the 180 in Math and think she needs to work harder.
If that isn't crazy enough, Olivia is on a competitive dance team. She auditioned in the fall and made it on the team which is fantastic. She impressed her teacher enough to put her right in the front of the front row which is an awesome spot to be in when your in a group and then she received a special honor of "Student of the Month". The teacher said that they have never given the award to anyone under the age of 8 and at first I thought it was just for someone in their class but since then I have realized that she was chosen out of the entire dance academy. It is such an honor since some of those girls have been going there for years. Her dance teacher tested them last week on their dance and I just got the email with her results. The dance was split into two parts and they were scored on how well they are doing on the first half and second half with a score of 1, 2 or 3. 1 meaning that they are doing excellent and better than the average kids in the class, 2 meaning that they are doing average and 3 meaning they might need a private lesson because they are doing below average. Olivia received a 1 on the first part and a 2 on the second part. Right away I look at the 2 and think that she needs to practice more and needs to improve.
I know I'm being pyscho and I am working on it. I just want her to do well and I think it's because I have never been good at anything before. It all comes so easy to her, maybe I'm jealous? I think part of being a mom is you want your children to do their best and be the best.
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