Happy Happy Happy Friday!!!!!!
I love Fridays. Isn’t there just something about a Friday when you have the whole weekend ahead of you, and you just poured a glass of wine, and there is nothing you have to do because you made sure not to have any plans of any kind except to drink a glass of wine in your pajamas?
There’s just something about it.
I have missed the last couple of Five for Friday posts (even Five for Fraturday posts) so some of these pictures are not from this week. I thought I should be honest and say so.
So I am saying so.
Apparently, I bought the Economy and Family Size and Costco and Sam’s Club size of Fun Dips. Which, by the way, also labels me as a downright-no good-rotten teacher who did not do something cute for her students such as bubbles or sunglasses or pencils or pixie dust with those cute sayings that you wonder how anyone in the world has time to make, and then you realize that they must not watch as much reality TV as you, and so you just give in and get the Fun Dips because it’s all about priorities and those little first graders are going to rip those cute sayings off of the little plastic dollar store item quick as a wink, and the parents are never even going to see all of the hard work you put into it in the first place.
As I was saying, I must have bought the BIG size or, actually, 24 + 24 = 48 and I only have 30 kids which makes it a BIG size.
And, if you do the math, by my calculations I have 18 left over Fun Dips.
That is enough to last me for two whole weeks — 14 DAYS! — if I am very careful.
We took Murphie to daycare, as per usual, and then, out of the clear blue gray cloudy sky, it started to rain. LOTS. And the daycare just lets the dogs run around in the rain because they love it. And there is mud. And that is fun.
Murphie loves the rain. She would sleep out in it if we let her.
However, on this particular day, after I raced to pick her up as soon as possible, she was a wreck. She was soaked. SOAKED.
When I tried to dry her off with a towel, she would just lie down on it and try to snuggle up.
I did the best I could and then I wrapped her up in a Dodger blanket and she stayed all cuddled up like that for the rest of the night until bedtime.
How adorable is she? Even traumatized and neglected and suffering from hypothermia, she is so stinking cute that I can’t stand it and I may have to have a re-run on the next rainy day.
Just kidding.
Maybe.
This is a crack up.
I just cracked up.
I love the encouragement and I love that his friend is only half a person.
Just for the record, I realize that his friend only half helped.
But that’s not as funny.
OH MY THOR. It’s really real.
The hubby and I are going to Jamaica. We have been before . . . about a million years ago . . . and now we are going again. We love Sandals for the whole “all inclusive” thing.
And we love Jamaica for the rum.
Just Kidding!
Maybe.
Anyways, we are going over Spring Break and the count down has begun! THIRTY ONE MORE DAYS! It used to be MONTHS and now it’s only THIRTY ONE MORE DAYS!!
Who thinks that I if stop eating for the next 31 days, my cellulite will go away and The Jiggle Phenomenon will tighten up and make me look all fit and toned and stuff?
I should not watch this show. I should not.
But it definitely keeps me busy when I walk on the treadmill. Which, contrary to popular belief, is not helping my cellulite or The Jiggle Phenomenon and, instead, is just making me sweat and smell all stinky.
This week’s episode was heart wrenching.
I’m telling you, I was holding back from just having a big ole Cry Fest. The group had to talk about their childhood traumas. And the therapist said, “Everyone has trauma from their childhood.”
And then I just sat there. I mean, I was walking, but I just sat there. And I thought.
And thought some more.
And, people, I do not have any trauma from my childhood unless you count first grade when I was afraid of the PE teacher and peed my pants all the dang time. We might also be able to count the time I broke my arm and my family still thinks I didn’t. Or even that time I went boogie boarding . . .
But really?
No. No childhood trauma. Of course there were things in my young adult life . . . moving from Oklahoma to California was very hard on my family and we all handled it differently, and there have been some scars and such as a result . . . but my childhood?
No.
Here is my childhood in a nutshell:
Loving Parents. They loved each other. They showed each other affection and my siblings and me affection. We told each other we loved each other. My siblings and I were/are friends.
My mom stayed at home. I came home to fresh baked cookies and brownies and all manner of yumminess all of the time. All of our friends knew not to call at 6:00pm because that was when we were sitting down to dinner. Around the table. With no TV. Every single night except maybe Fridays and Saturdays when we were having a Family Game Night or popping popcorn in the fireplace or going to the movies or something.
Church.
Family vacations.
Laughter.
I am so grateful and thankful for my childhood. And that’s all I was thinking while I was watching this train wreck of a show. I am so grateful.
I am so unbelievably blessed not to have had a traumatic childhood. My mom sure did. My husband sure did.
I did not.
So then I felt like crying for everyone who has had a traumatic childhood.
Do you think it’s normal to wake up and watch a show that makes you want to bawl like a baby for people you don’t even know? Because I haven’t stopped talking about this show all day.
Man.
So. Mom and Dad, I love you. I thank God for you. Thank you for giving me a wonderful childhood.
And I did break my arm.
So that wraps it up. I will be working on getting everything ready for my presentation at the So Cal Kindergarten Conference. Are you coming???? 🙂
I'm so jealous about Jamaica!!! I was linking up for Five for Friday and you snuck in there right before me! And YES I will see you next weekend…so excited to see you because it has been way too long…..please bring Fun Dips!
Christy
Crayons and Whimsy
I'm envious of your Spring Break . . . we get Friday and Monday. No more, nothing, nada, zip, zilch until Memorial Day. Hope you totally enjoy yours!
WHAT?!!!! How is that possible???????
Who cares about cellulite, wear your bikini and don't care you won't ever see any of those people again
I wish!!! (We're going with some friends . . . )
I will be there next weekend and I am attending your session! I can't wait!! Unfortunately the Blogger's Bash was sold out by the time I registered. 🙁
Oh no!!!! Well, I am so glad you're coming to my session! Yay!!!! You and me might be the only ones. 😉
I hope this doesn't double comment – it didn't go through!
I just discovered your blog (late I know). But I love it! I laugh at every single post. With you, not at you. ;-).
I went to register for the SoCal conference. Then I saw the Blogger Bash was sold out. I went into depression, I still haven't registered! Eek!!
I totally hear you on the childhood trauma thing. I have none. Zero. I'm not sure if it's because I feel guilty about it or what but watching shows like that makes me search and search through all my memories too.
My most traumatic experience may have been when I was mistaken for a boy in grade one due to an unfortunate hair cut and a dark green jacket. As a result I had to wait in the boot room with the boys for the bell to ring instead of sitting quietly in the hallway with the girls (it was too cold to wait in the snow). Although I consider that moment life changing (in only the way that waiting with stinky six year old boys can be) I can't say my childhood was particularly difficult. Thank goodness.
On a completely unrelated note if you'd like me to join you in Jamaica I'll see what I can do about distracting others from your "jiggles and wiggles" (although I'm preeeeetty sure they're not actually real). It's COLD here in Canada and I could use some sun 🙂
Enjoy your weekend,
-Margaux
Murphie looks exhausted and just about how I feel like at the end of the day. I am excited to attend the S. CA conference but I can only go on Saturday.
You always make me laugh — I love your blog!
I totally laughed hard at your #1. I have definitely been the teacher to print out cute sayings (wasting a TON of ink) spent the time to attach them to highlighters with ribbons (being sure to curl each one!) and then I FORGOT to hand the stinkin' things out! When I did, the kids ripped them off and I picked up about 5 off the floor. Thanks for keeping it real in this world where "pinterest worthy" seems to be the priority.
I love fun dip! And I did not get any for Valentine's Day so I'm going to have to remember this for next year…buy the mega pack, plenty of leftovers for me. Lol!
Crystal
I love your sense of humor. It brightens my weekend! And, by the way, you are SO right about spending all the time and money to make cutizie things and the kids just tear into them or leave them in their cubbies. Ha!
I always, always look forward to reading your blog. And I smile ALL the way through it every time. You are a sweetheart. I would LOVE to see you present. You will do awesome! Your trip will be amazing.
Carolyn
Kindergarten: Holding Hands and Sticking Together
Somehow, this is my first time visiting your blog?!?!, and I am now bound to be a frequent flyer! Your most made me smile and laugh and nearly cry! 🙂 I, too, am BLESSED to have had such a beautiful childhood and upbringing and am thankful always for that!! 🙂 Thanks so much for sharing with us!
Ashley
Schroeder Shenanigans in 2nd
I am so excited!! I get to come to the conference..yay!!!!!!!!!
Only super sad that when my school signed me up, apparently it was hours after the Blogger dinner sold out. Very sad.
At least I will be there for the conference!!
I loved your thankful comments about your childhood! I did Fun Dips for Valentines, too! Hey, I had to write my name on ALL of them…that's effort! Thanks for sharing on your blog…you always make my day brighter:-)
I wish I wish that I could be there next weekend! I think you should put Mel in your pocket….or take her as your date. I will be organizing judges for science fair and typing in the countless projects. Even if I could….I can't. Next weekend is crunch time for the county science fair.
I am jealous of the vacation to Jamaica. Sounds like fun. I also had a WONDERFUL childhood. So thankful for my parents who loved each other, loved us. I grew up on the beach…family vacations, family dinners (even though my mom worked), church, only trauma was my getting in trouble for things like inviting my whole 3rd grade class home for a birthday party that my mother knew nothing about. I was in enough trouble over that one that it was pretty traumatic. I have been blessed (and just trying to pay it forward).
Love reading your blog…sorry for the mini novel.
Terri Izatt
KinderKapers
Awwwww…your doggy is so cute! Definitely enjoy your time in Jamaica! Where is Jamaica are you going? We went there 2 years ago for our honeymoon and stayed near Ocho Rios…it was awesome!! I can't wait to go back someday – I would love to go to Negril!
Kate 🙂
McDee's Busy Bees