what I learned this week…
- Twenty-year old women either all have breast augmentation or I’ve forgotten how perky 20-year-old’s breasts are naturally.
- Not that I’m looking.
- Apparently I was not joking when I said I’ve run out of things to say. In the last three weeks I’ve only written 6 posts. Unacceptable. This will not stand. Next week I’m writing four. Lookout.
- Someday I will become one of those grown-ups who listens to each voicemail they get in a timely manner. I will not be one of those individuals who stares at 37 unheard voicemails in sad and quiet desperation (because she hasn’t listened to any of them in 2 weeks) – deciding first to delete all messages from people she speaks to daily (husband, mom, etc. – because most assuredly those messages are purely logistical (“what time u getting’ the kids?”)) and all messages from people who she’s spoken with in the last 24 hours (because doesn’t the most recent conversation append and replace any former conversation?) – thereby whittling the number down to 24 and forcing herself to push the “play” button even when the phone has recorded 2 minutes 45 seconds of message that could have been said in 15 seconds or not said at all or better yet, TEXTED.
- By the way, why can’t we all just TEXT, at least most of the time?
- My kids are well-behaved in restaurants. They are. I’m owning that small victory.
- I guess it’s alright to not feel overly compelled to sit in a café or small room or in front of the computer writing…because it’s summer. And I want to get out. It’s fun to get out in the summer. Especially when it’s 112 degrees. That’s really fun.
- My 5-year-old son is incapable of flushing the toilet without being reminded. He will never do it, ever. Is there a mental handicap surrounding toilet-flushing? Sorry, Rocket’s future partner. I tried.
- I finally discovered a serious advantage to being totally and completely disorganized: you can find ANYTHING in your car if you look hard enough. Last night we went to a party out in the country (which is, evidently, another climate, even though it’s 1.5 miles from my house). The wind started blowing and it got COLD. Like sweatshirt cold and I didn’t pack enough warm stuff for the baby. However, I was able to locate one pair of pants, one pair of socks AND A BEANIE in my car. Pshht. Well-prepared mother if you ask me.
- In 3 weeks my baby girl will be one. Is it just me or do years actually pass by more quickly as you get older? Damn.
Mama Nay
Sunday, 10 July, 2011 at 16:31Jeremy will sometimes stand on his head in a restaurant, but he ALWAYS flushes AND puts the seat down. I guess you can take your pick?
Love you,
Nay
renegademama
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 7:03I love you. And that’s a tough call. Bad restaurant or bad restroom behavior? Huh. I’ll have to give that some thought… 🙂
Stacey
Sunday, 10 July, 2011 at 17:01My little sister used to have that toilet flushing handicap. She grew out of it. Eventually.
renegademama
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 7:03How old was she? Nineteen? (kidding. but still it seems like this is going to be a LONG process…)
Dee
Sunday, 10 July, 2011 at 17:08All of my older kids have the flushing issue. They even posted signs in the bathrooms to try to remind themselves. It works about half the time.
renegademama
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 7:01Really glad to hear it’s not just my son. Seriously, it kind of worries me. I mean how hard is it? You FLUSH. Good idea about the signs. Maybe I’ll try that.
Shan
Sunday, 10 July, 2011 at 21:41My girls were well behaved in a restaurant on my birthday. Freakishly well behaved since they were overtired (Mama must be celebrated, dammit!). Just after I started nursing Fynn, this crotchety-looking old woman hobbled to our table. I was gearing up for a remark about my boob and public, but she actually complimented us on how well Mad was doing. Which *really* scared me because I knew she had just jinxed us. But we made it about 500 feet from the entrance to the restaurant before the meltdown began, which I figure counts for a helluva lot!
eringirl
Sunday, 10 July, 2011 at 22:57confession: i hate listening to voice mail, PARTICULARLY at work. my light has been flashing at one desk since wednesday. oops.
i wish we could text for everything in life. it is amazing.
my car is also quite handy as a storage unit.
have a great week, friend!
renegademama
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 7:01Ugh. the flashing light. the evil flashing light.
Kateri Von Steal
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 5:41My son at a restaurant.. is like hit or miss… Sometimes he’s wonderful and other times …. yeah, well he can be one of those, but I do not ignore his awful behavior like the majority. I take him to the bathroom, and then go “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” He gets it and is *slightly* better when we return to the table.
(However, if there is another child acting wild… he seems to be perfect…. maybe he thinks “Do I look like that? HECK NO!” and then just acts good…. I don’t know… could be worse….
Voicemails are NOT my friend, we all do need to text for the simple things…
The toilet bowl flushing must be a young boy thing, Emry WILL NOT flush, unless I remind him to… I swear. It’s a mental block.
Have a great week!
can’t wait to read this weeks posts!
Come check out what I do this week to!
http://www.katerivonstealsnewlife.blogspot.com
Kateri Von Steal
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 5:42My son at a restaurant.. is like hit or miss… Sometimes he’s wonderful and other times …. yeah, well he can be one of those, but I do not ignore his awful behavior like the majority. I take him to the bathroom, and then go “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” He gets it and is *slightly* better when we return to the table.
(However, if there is another child acting wild… he seems to be perfect…. maybe he thinks “Do I look like that? HECK NO!” and then just acts good…. I don’t know… could be worse….
Voicemails are NOT my friend, we all do need to text for the simple things…
The toilet bowl flushing must be a young boy thing, Emry WILL NOT flush, unless I remind him to… I swear. It’s a mental block.
Have a great week!
can’t wait to read this weeks posts!
Come check out what I do this week too!
http://www.katerivonstealsnewlife.blogspot.com
Janice
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 10:08Nice list. I like #5. Everyone should just text. Then we wouldn’t have to listen to the same voicemail 5x just to figure out what the heck the caller was saying! Right?
P.S. You should link up this list @ NorthwestMommy’s new Monday Listicles linky. http://www.northwestmommy.com/2011/monday-listicles-1
dani
Monday, 11 July, 2011 at 20:00AMEN TO TEXTING!!!!!!
Please inform my mother-in-law of this wonderful invention. My life would be so much easier.
My son had trouble flushing. It’s just in the past year that he’s found that little lever on the toilet. Oh, and he’s 9.