Endlessly Random

I am back on the job as of August 1st, except that I am at my shiny new job!  I showed up bright and early for work yesterday with a tired smile on my face.  As I waited for one of my new principals to show up, I got to spend some quality time with a toad, and an actual hummingbird landed for a couple of moments to check me out!  I felt like I was in that scene in Snow White with all the animals and the singing.  Yes, it was sort of weird.  I liked it.  I felt very positive, just standing there with the birds and the toads.  I'm not used to feeling all positive and optimistic, but I think I could get used to that.

But I am still on Summer Time in my head...

I need a personal shopper.  Really.  Because I hate shopping.  Everything I like doesn't come in my size, the stuff that does come in my size is loudly colored, and I absolutely loathe meticulously going through racks looking for what I want.  It's downright humiliating for me, and I get very discouraged very quickly.  I'm also not brave enough to try new things. I need someone to go shopping with me, and at least give me a thumbs up or down at my outfit choices. I need someone to say "OMG!  That is the BEST color on you--you should really wear that color more often!" in a voice that is not at all condescending.  I like elegant clothes--clean lines and minimal fussiness.  It's one of the reasons that I love black.  Well, that and black tends to hide all the food stains on my chest. 

I have all these plastic glasses, because this is a clumsy family and I don't like cleaning up shards of glass. Is the phrase "plastic glasses" an oxymoron?   Some of the tumblers now have cracks in the bottom(Plastic cracks? When did that happen?)...except you can't see the cracks.  So I fill up a tumbler, not realizing that it's cracked, and set it down on a table.  And the inevitable happens, and there's a puddle.  That's how I figure out that the glass is now a recyclable item.  Seems to me that there should be another way to determine a glass is cracked, but it escapes me right now, because I am tired. 

Zane has announced that he will not be attending kindergarten this fall.  He's decided that he just does not want to go to school.   He does not want to do any work, he says.  I asked what he meant by 'work', but my child was fuzzy on that detail.  My boy would rather stay with his Mama at home and have all of my attention to himself, but of course, that's not how it is supposed to be.  I explained that he would have to go to kindergarten before he could move onto the first grade, or any other grade, if he didn't go to kindergarten.  Zane will be fine once he gets there and starts a routine.  He's just like me--new things freak him out a little, that's all.  Zane also told us that he will not be moving out, or ever getting married, because he doesn't want to leave us.  And Larry and I were beaming at our son and saying "Awwwww!" but in our heads we were both kind of hoping that he was kidding.   

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Random the Conqueror

I was shocked to hear that tornadoes had touched down in Oklahoma yesterday, especially when I heard that it had hit an elementary school. Tornadoes are something we prepare for, but never believe will happen. My heart goes out to the families and the people who've lost everything. It's times like this that my natural parental anxiety rears its ugly head, and I want to grab Zane and hide him away from the world.  I am sure that I am not alone in feeling these emotions, but I know that I can't give in to those feelings, no matter how strong.  Zane will one day be an adult, and he needs to explore the world, meet other people, and experience life, otherwise he will be completely unprepared for the slings and arrows that will come his way.  

Speaking of Zane, he took a test last week to find out if he was ready to move onto Kinder next year.  I had some concerns that Zane would not take anything seriously.  I have a good idea of what he knows, but he's not always willing to participate. We got the results when we picked him up from school, and he did just fine.  Mastered all of the areas he needed to learn.  His father and I are so proud!  He has conquered Pre-K!  Now he has the entire summer to forget everything he's learned.  That's what summers are for!

Our house is full of San Antonio Spurs supporters, and we could not be happier that the team is in the playoffs.  Those guys are all that is good about the sport of basketball.  They are never in the paper about bad stuff, like driving drunk or drunken bar fights. Players who do that get traded or cut from the Spurs. Instead, the Spurs focus on basketball, which is what they are paid to focus on.  The lack of a side show makes for less drama for the television channels, but as far as I'm concerned, the game should be the focus, not whether Kobe tweeted during a game. 

Iron Man 3 has made a lot of money at the box office.  So much money that Robert Downey, Jr. should never have to work another day in his life.  I envy that a little.  Wouldn't it be great to work because you wanted to, not because you had to?  Think of the stress lifted off your chest!  You would certainly look at a job differently if you didn't need it.  Not that I'm disparaging Robert Downey, Jr., for making all that money, because if there was ever a 'where there's a will' story, it's his.  He could have been just another actor who fell into the drug addiction pit and disappeared.  Instead, he got himself cleaned up and got himself a second chance.  Here is further proof that it is never too late to make a change for the better.   

Larry and Zane have been exploring the world using Google Earth, one soccer stadium at a time.  They've been to Old Trafford and other stadiums in England, and they've traveled to Germany to see Bayern Munich, to Spain to see where Messi plays, to France to see where Beckham plays.  They're going to work their way around to the World Cup location, but that's next year.  I like the idea of using Google Earth to learn some geography.  Geography presented in schools these days seems so dry and boring, and exploring new countries should be exciting. 

I have been feeling stressed out and just plain down on life.  My good friend Andrea over at Maybe It's Just Me sent me a care package that made my day--80s music!  How is that for a good friend?  Now when I am feeling low, I can put on these cds and just dance my cares away.  Thank you, my friend!

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