Tuesday, August 15, 2006

No title

Tried, couldn't come up with a thing. Today is one of those days that can't get to bedtime fast enough. I woke up early, showered, and had to get Elena into her class thingy. We left late because I was running around last minute looking for my annual boob squashing script for this AM. As I am running around, my mother calls. Someone wants to order another baby blanket-needs it ASAP. Starts discussing colors, etc. I explain that I am running late, but after the mammo, will stop by her office (it's on the campus Elena is at).

I drop Elena off, run to JA and picked up the damn bead baking rack (40% off coupon) and I would have bought yarn-but they don't have diddly. I ask them about any crochet thread-like ARE THEY EVER GETTING IT IN EVER AGAIN type thing. The girl nods and sends me to a rack of yarn. I grind my teeth, but remain nice and say "See this is yarn-it's thick, I need thread for crocheting". She sends me to the sewing department for , well thread. I go down an aisle and find a few balls of black #20 Cebalia and show them to her and say "See it's like this, but a bigger cone or perhaps some colors-for stuff like doilies, etc". In any event, she has this blank look on her face and finally says, "Well, we are doing inventory all week, in fact, we will be closed Thursday because a huge, huge shipment of stuff is coming in Friday". Now, I have to tell you, their yarn section is one aisle of racks on one side. If they were getting thread, I don't know where they would put it. My Michaels has a horrible selection also. I am resigned to the situation now. I just nod and quietly leave.

I then head for the mammo. Now, another thing is that any time I mention the word "mammogram" to my husband, he gets this completely goofy look on his face. I swear he is imagining some freaky stuff. I can just picture what he is imagining "hot girl mammographer smashing my wife's boobs"-I know it's strange, but trust me on this, I know my husband. It's one of his versions of girl/girl fantasy. Anyway, he weirds me out about the whole thing even more than I am already weirded out. I just hate getting them done, but it's only once a year, I survived. However, his goofy look sticks with me for about a week after.

Anyway, I get back to the school-get the color choices-baby blue and white. I don't have any baby blue yarn, so I need to go get some tomorrow. It'll probably be CSS cause that's available at Wal-Mart and that is the direction I have to head tomorrow. I would go to Michaels, but if I don't find any baby blue I like, they're CSS is $1 more a skein than Wally World. It's the only yarn I buy at Wally World. JA has no baby yarn.

I pick up Elena from her class, arrive a few minutes early. The kids are using markers to color in something and these two girls, sitting along the wall, are acting really, really bitchy to my daughter and a few of the other kids. They have an attitude that, if it was my daughter, she would be in so much trouble for having it. I realize it's because they are older by a year and therefore, much more "mature and cool". I am standing there and they continue the attitude. I am biting my tongue because, honestly, I am surprised they would be disrespectful in front of an adult. Elena seems oblivious to it all. Her regular school really pushes the "being nice to everyone", etc. and the kids stick to it. Elena may be spoiled here, but she's not a bad kid at all (around others, of course) and is always nice to other kids, always. Anyway, we are getting ready to leave the class and I whisper to Elena about some of the girls being pretty crabby in her class. She stops and announces "Oh, you are right-they're awful. I just figured they didn't get enough sleep last night and were crabby from that. I even told one of them to try to get to bed earlier". Everyone freezes, but I see a few heads nodding. Then Elena adds the final words, "Maybe someone won't be nice to them today, you know Karma,Baby". She handled it better than I would have.

So, lesson for today-Be nice-get enough sleep and don't forget about "Karma, Baby!"

Edited: See the day is already looking up-I went through my baby yarn stash and lo and behold-2 skeins of CSS in baby blue and white-I don't have to go to Wally World-

13 comments:

Kari said...

Words alot more people should hear and live by.

Chicksey said...

Out of the mouths of babes. Pretty smart 6 year old :)

jess said...

karma, baby! I love that. Elena is a trip!

what size / color / brand crochet thread are you looking for? i may be able to help out... i can't crochet thread anymore, it's aggravating my carpal tunnel.

Stacy said...

Elena is just adorable and oh so right.

Amy O'Neill Houck said...

Yeah for using up the stash! I'm going to take a nap ;-)

Wendy said...

Elena is so smart!

Pink said...

Elena could teach a few adults a thing or three!

Lucy said...

I agree with Pink....Elena could teach some adults some things!

xxheatherxx said...

I totally dig your child! She rocks!

About your mr and the thought of mammograms, when i told my bd how odd it was to have a nurse, i didnt know holding on to my breast while trying to get pudge to latch on... he drifted off... la la land... NOTHING was comfy about that situation... lol its just the male brain huh?

Priscilla said...

I think 6 year olds are the smartest people in the world.

Cindy said...

Elena has an old soul. "Karma, Baby" - I love it!

Jewels said...

I just giggle every time I read about Elena's antics. Too funny,...easy for me to laugh eh LOL

Kelly said...

I think you have a little genious there. Watch out! LOL

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