craps and songs

Best laid plans of posting every day.

Instead, I've been gluing shit to pumpkins until 2 in the morning.

and ruining my 'vintage' pj pants circa 2004 with black paint...

*fingers crossed* the gasoline poured on them + laundry detergent = a fairytale ending....

Then Sunday came around....

Rich took the girls to Comi-Con in Tulsa. I guess this is some local thing...

Hanging with Hershel and his sweet-smelling cologne as Celia put it....

Meanwhile, I was at the local Michael's crafting store because the youngest told me she had some Ecosystem due the next morning.

Mind you, she is a total micro-manager (I don't know WHERE she gets this from...) and I knew, everything I purchased or did, would be totally wrong.

I refrained from putting big assed jungle leaves canopying the box because OMG!!! That would have been the bomb!

Come to think of it, I didn't really hear anything about this project today when she came home....

I'm guessing we flunked in some kind of way.

Currently we are dealing with the "Mean Girls" drama in middle school. Actually there seems to be a SHIT-TON of "Regina Georges" out there!

AND! While my mom is one mother-of-pearl badass! I learned much from her, my Grandmother and well, I have a BIT of my father in me....(That part is the wild card part of the equation.) I might just have to show up at lunch and use very deprecating big words with a big happy smiling face/voice to make me feel better. Just so I won't be sued because Mama, is broke as shit at the moment. But! I do think I have attorney friends who could help a sister out even though some of these kidlets have more in their college fund than what I have made in a life-time.

Please! Tell me why I am not homeschooling other than I survived this shit waaay back when. When girls made fun of your only pair of shoes. A birthday party wasn't something that happened every birthday (or maybe it was and I wasn't privy like my oldest.... until everyone at the table talks about it in your face...) Dude, I can only think Celia's lunchtime today consisted of every shitty 80's movie wrapped up like a douche in the night. Where Molly Ringwald was probably playing her victim part while Ducky was acting like a damn fool beside her and not really paying attention to her plight and well, Blane....  Blane was the douche-lord who really scarred her and her psyche. Because.... He is the symbol of girls at this age. You give them control and in the end you give Blanes of the world control later.

 

Andie: You know you're talking like that just because I'm going out with Blane

Duckie: His name is Blane? Oh! That's a major appliance, that's not a name!

I think I might have said or quoted this very thing to a friend way back when... but even though little miss isn't in high school and it isn't the same scenario, trying to fit in a place where the priviledged feel like they are better, smarter, more worthy of everyone's adoration is hard.

They all seem to come from the place of, yes, I can and who gives a shit.

Sadly or maybe more of a positive slant, we come from a place of "Whaa? No one is better than anyone else."

at least this is what I am trying to instill in my girls.  It is hard man. Real hard!

I'm thinking I would have probably faired better with boys than girls. Because?

Girls are bitches man. Bitches!!!

 

 

 

Comments

[Sarah]

Bitches, man. What's hilarious is that men think women don't know from bitches. We've forgotten more than they'll ever know... Mean girls suck. :/

[Becki]

Just work on her self confidence and give her alternative things to do and learn if she feels left out. Pop Warner cheer helped Mandy in middle school -the coach treated the girls like military so the drama was minimal, yet Mandy got to cheer and wear cute uniforms outside of school which gave her cachet and structure and a sense of superiority, lol.

My hell was in 4rth and 5th and because of books and I am just Teflon I guess,and finally ended up with a couple of decent friends so I survived, lol. But . .. . here is a sample - my given name is Rebecca. Well for quite awhile I was "Rebecca of FunnyFreak Farm" . .yada yada yada . . .Was pushed at/on the Fat boy outcast Kurt Miller, who also survived due to being perfectly happy in his weirdness.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT IS HYSTERICAL? I am still friends with Kurt on Facebook (known him since Kindergarten) - he still is weird but not scary weird - and now he is beloved by the class including prior tormentors - he is just "Kurt - OUR weirdo"

Make sure she has God to talk to.

[a]

Also, your pumpkins are awesome!

[a]

Apparently, I forgot to do the security think on my other fabulous comment and closed the page before I noticed. Sigh...

Good luck with the bitches. I hope Celia actually takes that "no one is any better than anyone else" thing to heart before letting these fools get to her. I just keep going over the idea of true friends and how they behave with my girl, in hopes that she won't either hook up with the wrong crowd and be a mean girl (paternal genetics potential, there) or get her feelings hurt.

[rebecca]

"You give them control and in the end you give Blanes of the world control later." AMEN and can I get a hallelujah? I thought of my niece the other day- she's 20 something now and still has problems with women. For her 16th birthday party, no one showed. Because the mean girl upstaged her with an event that night. I remember running across town trying to rescue her night and her self esteem with her mom and grandma and auntie in tow. That is the epitome of mean girl behavior to me and I shudder to think of what my now four year old will go through someday. I want her to keep her kick ass four year old self for the next 15 years because right now? She'll shank you if you touch her waffles.

[180360]

Would you get as much satisfaction out of making a big ass jungle ecosystem for your own sake though? ;) I can only say this as a former homeschool teacher…. because I was not so ambitious! HA.

Your girls are so incredibly lucky though. You are one of the most hands-on, emotionally available mama's I know even though you've had all the reason in the world to check out -- but you never have. Major props and much love, my friend. x