I’m sick of it. I’m sick of waiting for Henry to improve. I’m sick of making excuses for him. I’m sick of apologizing for his behavior. I’m sick of not being able to take him anywhere. I’m sick of having to strap him into a stroller when we do go somewhere because he can’t act…
Took the 7th & 8th graders to Six Flags today for their special trip. Went on Raging Bull twice, Vertical Velocity twice (thanks for the major boob smash, there, harness), Batman once and Chubasco (teacups) FIVE TIMES. Walked around the entire park four 1/2 times. Sang karaoke three times. My brain is fried and throbbing….
Wow. It has been something fierce up in here. You know how I’ve talked in the past about how I’m all tired and stuff? Apparently, I was an idiot. Because I only had a taste of what it means to be truly tired and crazed. The show went on a week ago and it went…
I know it’s been too long. I have been so insanely crazy with this play. It finally gets performed tomorrow night. I have been beside myself trying to get it ready – make sure dances are learned, lines are memorized, things flow properly. There simply hasn’t been enough time to do everything and get it…
I’m sitting up here, late, waiting for my husband to get back from prom. Isn’t that a silly sentence? Not only is my husband at prom, he went stag and won’t be back till 2am or so. He’s chaperoning. Which oughta be a major pain. I can’t imagine having to chaperone today’s youth as they…