School supplies

Oohhh. I forgot about how much supplies for art classes cost. I cringed when I bought the kids' school supplies, and that was for two people. And it was WAY less than what I'm going to half to pay for one class. Damn college.

I shouldn't complain. I know I'm lucky. I have no major diseases, nor does anyone in my family. I'm not paying 2 grand for one class, but I'm a frugal, frugal woman, and I had to finish off a bottle of wine after I balanced my checkbook. I'm not worried about finishing school. It won't take too long. I'll get my internship (slavedom), and then I will be on my way to starting a positive period of my life after a stint of personal recession.

All's I can say is breathe deep and pass me the bottle again, please.

And maybe hand me a piece of chocolate cake. I need it.

Grumpisaurus cooled off

The AC is working again. I had a wonderful facial/massage today. I didn't have to read about someone's medical yuckiness. The animals didn't shred anything today. PA was beaving himself. My kids were listening and dancing to good music!

Thank Goddess for fabulous days!

Even if they were over 100 degrees.

Collective Sigh Heard Around Town

I know I'll hear it. Tomorrow starting at 7:00 am, it'll start. The collective parental sigh of relief. Summer is over.

I love summer. I love eating, drinking, and living outdoors. I love seeing near naked people running. I love cicadas humming in the trees outside my house. I love fresh vegetables out of the garden.

What I don't love and will never love is having 2 bored children living under the same roof as me while the temperature outside remains 100 at 9 pm. Living with another adult who gets bored easily and behaves like a child is bad enough. BUT 2 whiny, overheated, lazy children drive me crazy. It's after 10 pm, and I'm still fighting with them on bedtime, but it's hotter than hell in here, so I understand. AC better not be on the fritz.

I love the children, mind you. The beginning of summer, springtime, fall, and the beginning of winter are awesome to have them around, but when the weather gets extreme they become devil spawn. Whiny devil spawn. The worst kind because not only are they pestering each other but then they whine at me after the inevitable hit/kick/scream outcome.

I don't do whinese. I refuse to learn it. My favorite reaction is asking the whiner what he/she did to deserve the said hit/kick/scream outcome. I always find out that the whiner started the pestering that escalated into such a volatile state.

Bill O'Reilly doesn't consider bomb explosions in Iraq to be newsworthy, but maybe he'll consider the explosive temperaments of PinkZilla to be. He's another topic of heated disgust, but I don't want to talk about serious matters on such a hot night. That will just make me grumpy instead of annoyed, but right now I feel like we hit the lower levels of hell.

Damn, I bet the AC went out. I need a popsicle.

Spiritual Epiphany

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Remember if you're going to have bumper stickers on your car...make sure they make sense together.

On the way to work I got behind a little car who was being driven by a socially conscience person. I first started reading the sticker on the left.

"If you want a country run by religion move to Iran.'

There was some insignificant sticker to the effect of being proud of your offspring for scholarly prowess. Then the sticker on the right:

"Free Tibet."

hmmm...