What the F*&#^

Okay, so a 6 yr old called me a "F'n B" today! A 6 year old who refused to give up his coloring and begin his reading assignment. I picked his skinny little butt up and put him right out of the room..his pants were drooping and showing off his Buzz Lightyear boxers. He then went on to tell me that he was going to call his Dad up to come shoot everybody, to which I professionally responded "bring it on!" He also threatened to cut off my electricity so that my TV would go off and my food would get warm AND to call to Rent-A-Center to come get "all your stuff"! You think maybe he's had some personal experience in this area? He also informed me that he wasnt afraid to go to jail because his mom would come down with some money and get him out. Again, something familiar, ya think? Now as amusing as this all sounds, and as amusing as it was at the time, there is some sadness to it. It's sad that a 6 yr old has had those experiences. It's not right that a young child of his age is able to muster up such language. Sad and pitiful and heartbreaking. I look at him and I wonder what his world is like outside of school....his behaviors give me a small clue. So we try to teach him new behaviors, and new words, and try to set him up for success....but there's only so much that these 6 hours a day can impress upon him. There's only so much we can do. Sad.

Thirteen Things about SHARON1. I love my kids 2. I am a gemini, so sometimes it is hard for me to make a decision 3. I want to sing and dance on Broadway 4. I LOVE JACK BAUER! 5. I have been married 17 years. 6. I love to use the "F" word when I'm on the back of my husbands Harley 7. I love the beach 8. I like sitting at a local bar with my girlfriends drinking beer, laughing, and singing country songs on the jukebox. 9. I appreciate that I have the kind of husband who doesn't mind when I get the urge to do #8. 10. I love my sisters and feel sad for my daughter that she doesn't have one. 11. I like poetry. 12. I am aware of my faults. 13. I know I am loved. …. Start your list here! Links to other Thursday Thirteens!1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)

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S.

Happy 2007!

Happy 2007! The Holidays are over and it's back to reality for me. Working in the school system is great if for no other reason than the breaks! Two weeks off can do a body and mind good. Christmas was great. Santa Gary did another fine job at Christmas shopping. I've come to realize how lucky I am with his gift giving skills. He loves to buy jewelry....which I am very thankful for!! Gary and the kids were all happy with their treasures from under the tree. Gary looks especially "harley hot" in his new hat and scarf I got him for when he rides in the cold months. My Molly-girl got a digital camera/video....she had a blast with that on Christmas Day, capturing pictures and video of our company. It was quite funny to watch it all the next day....especially the late night games around the dining room table! Andy and Collin both got new MP3 players which are constantly hooked up to their ears. Andy turned 16 on Christmas Day....amazing! New Years Eve was nice. This was the first year we didn't spend it as a family...there was something sad in that. Andy went to his girlfriends house. Collin was invited to a friends house. We have always spent it with other families but things have changed a little bit, the teenagers are getting older. Between us all, Molly was the only young one left. We decided to go out for dinner and drinks at our friends bar...a local establishment. Molly opted to stay at the neighbors house....she was really missing her buddy Michael, whom she has spent every New Years Eve with. She called me at 11:15 feeling a little blue...so I went to pick her up and brought her to the bar to spend New Years with us....the only 11 year old in the place!! Of course she brought her video camera with her. She ended up having a good time and I am so glad she was with us at midnight to ring in the new year.
So onto another year... I am filled with hope that it will hold peace and laughter and I am filled with faith that God will help me persevere if it is anything less than that. That whole faith thing really came in handy this past year...I'm hoping I don't have to call on it so much in 2007!!

S.

MALL ISSUES....

Long time, no blog!! I have been busy, busy, busy, then by evening...tired, tired, tired!! Poor excuse, I know. Anyway, this will be a short one too because I have to make one more trip to the mall. Not that I'm complaining. See, I'm one of those "crazies" who actually likes to get into that mess. It's exciting and busy and it's a lot of fun to watch all the disgusted faces of those who HATE the fact that they are there. I was just there yesterday and can't wait to get back today. In fact I'm purposefully waiting a bit longer till I know the parking lot is a disaster....I enjoy the whole mentality of "fighting for a parking spot"! Then once you get into the mall....LET THE GAMES BEGIN!! I really take it all in stride....except for one thing....... The store Brookstone, I love it, lots of gadgets and electronics to soothe your back or legs or feet. WELL, let me tell you about the new one ....THE SQUEEZER!! You slip your legs into it like a pair of boots. It begins to squeeze and massage your calves and feet while steel balls rotate the entire bottoms of your feet...it is like heaven at the mall, it is my major goal for when I go visit, to sit my ass down in that chair, with my Auntie Anne's pretzel and relax while I watch the "mall maniacs" bustle by. BUT I GET REALLY PISSED OFF WHEN I GET THERE AND THERE IS AN 8 YEAR OLD SITTING IN MY CHAIR!!!!!! So I try to play it off like I've never seen it before and am interested in buying it if I could first try it out...they don't get it. So I have to resort to giving my "get up, you dumb shit, or I'll kill you and the parent who allows you to sit here when you know there are adults like me who need it more" look. It usually works, then I get my few minutes of retrieve before heading back out to the war zone. Ahhhh....I can't wait! I'm off the mall....if you don't hear back from me soon, send for help!!

Sharon

Something new...

This weekend I discovered a new singer. Her first cd came out this past summer. Her name is Corrinne Bailey Rae, if you haven't heard of her. Kind of like Norah Jones. Check her out!
Later..
S.

Time Flies..

I had to take a few days off from posting because I was a little "under the weather". Well, ok I had a hangover! Whew, atleast I can admit it....that's a good thing, right? No hidden addictions here! It went something like this....
I have a good friend named Becky. Her father passed away. Mr. E. died at the ripe age of 89 after a rather rapid decline in his health. It was nothing tragic, no sudden surprise, just a natural succession to a life that was lived. Becky informed me that after the funeral home visit all would be gathering for fellowship at the nearby bar....well, you don't have to ask me twice! It was my duty to attend, my obligation as a friend. I would have to put my family duties on hold and be there to support her, even if it meant having to sit at the bar for hours. It was the least I could do. It started out as a rather subdued occasion. Family and friends showed up and had a drink and some food before heading for home. Some lingered a bit longer. MY intention was to be home by 10:30ish. Well, you know what they say about good intentions...I even called home to let Gary know I would be home by 11pm "the latest". I think his reply went something like this...."Yeah, right". So what started out as a gesture of kindness, support, and friendship turned into an 8 hour beer fest! It was as if I blinked my eyes and time catapulted into the wee hours of the morning. I had checked my watch at 9:45pm and when I checked it again it read 3:00. So I compared it with the watches of the others ,just to make sure there wasn't a malfunction, and sure enough theirs read the same! There were others, you ask? SURE....I don't know exactly when the crowd died down, but at some point it was down to me, Becky, Donna, Maria, and "cute boy". (I can't remember his name, although I 'm sure he told me.)
I know for sure it was 5 of us because that's how many shot glasses I saw lined up on the bar. Although the toast I made is still unclear.... I hope it was appropriate. But don't think for a moment that the night was unproductive, because quite a bit was actually accomplished. First of all, I gave a live performance so that my "grieving committee" could hear how well I really do sing. Secondly, I made a few calls to my out of town friends to let them know I was thinking of them (good thing California is 3 hrs. behind us). And thirdly, but most importantly, my crew and I solved all the worlds problems! Not bad! I'm not sure at what point I decided enough was enough, or maybe it was that the bartended decided it for me. In any case, I left...and if I remember correctly, I took Maria with me. I'm assuming I took her home....I haven't heard any different. But not before I wrote down a copy of my favorite poem and gave it to "cute boy"!! Of course, we had to discuss it a bit and talk about what it meant. I think I remember drying my eyes...shit! All in all it was a good night. I'm just glad I could be there for Becky, she's done the same for me....but that's a whole other story!!
So as not to leave you in suspense, I am sharing with you my favorite poem.
(It's actually an extract from a lengthier poem)
Cheers!
Sharon

If I am not level with the lowest, I am nothing;
and if I did not know for a certainty
that the craziest sot in the village is my equal,
and were not proud to have him walk with me as my friend,
I would not write another word-for this is my strength.
-Edward Carpenter