I Don't Really Have a Title For This

1. I only slept for about 3 1/2 hours last night.
2. I'm tired and cranky.
3. My living room/dining room is so full of crap for the yard sale tomorrow that I want to scream!
4. School starts on Tuesday and there is still so much of the lessons for me to go over and figure out.
5. I don't know where I got the impression that keeping them home would be easier.
6. Is it really wrong if I go all day without even considering a bra?
7. Can ground beef and boxed mashed potatoes be called a meal?
8. Please tell me that I'm not the only one with 3 clean loads of laundry shoved in a laundry basket because I just don't feel like folding them??
9. Kids are supposed to be used as cheap slave labor, right?
10. Only 3 weeks til the wedding. (Man, I hope a load of cash falls out of the sky!)

Today is the day...

Today is the day that was on our RSVP cards. "Kindly mail by August 15, 2008". People have had these cards for about a month now and we still haven't received half of them. Yes, HALF!! Come on people! You are giving me a coronary, more gray hair than I know what to do with, and you are not helping my high blood pressure. I know that I still should give these people a few days for the mail to get them delivered, but we have to meet with the caterer on Wednesday and give him the head count, and a check. So, do I give him a higher number, do I say "oh well, you didn't respond, you don't eat"? Also, should I have Jon start calling people (they are his friends) and find out what's up?

Grrrrrrr, this is NOT fun!

Does 'The Mom' Ever Get To Runaway?

If the answer is "yes", I'm outta here!!! More problems at school...more attitudes from the children....more "They all hate me"....more, more, more!! They seem to be getting in trouble over the stupidest things lately. (throwing pine cones) Yes, I know they could hurt someone, that part isn't stupid. The stupid part is that they are doing it! Jacob is going to be 13 in December. Shouldn't he be over this sort of stuff by now?

I don't like the feeling of dread every time the phone rings and the caller ID says it's the school. Maybe I am too soft with them. Often times when they are being punished I let it slide and give in. It's time I sucked it up and listen to the crying that is sure to happen! (Even if some of it is from me!)