Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Last weeks Madness...

And honestly there is no other way to put it. That is why I missed blogging yesturday. It hasn't ended. It is amazing how things all seem to come up at once. You know it wouldn't be so bad if we had one thing right after the other, but it is like one thing on top of the other.

So, what has this week brought in the way of a good rant?

We have been trying really hard to get back into the kids doing their chores. It worked really well during the summer when the kids were home to have them do some chores. And they couldn't play with friends until they were done. However, now, it is just work. More work than me just doing them myself. I feel like I am having to get on them all the time and remind them that they have to be done. There are some chores that they are supposed to do before they go to school, and I tell you, that Spencer is a slow-poke in the morning. I am constantly getting on him and asking, "Spencer what should you be doing right now?" I can't tell you how many times I ask him that. I know that I shouldn't, and I should just make him get on the bus just once with his Jammies on because he didn't get ready in time, but I just can't do it because I don't think he could handle it.

Jayden has been so clingy. And then way too independent. When I am at home trying to get stuff done, he can't seem to leave me alone. Yet, when we are in public and I need him to stay close, he won't stay by me. He doesn't want a thing to do with me. And sitting in the shopping carts? They don't make those belts good enough to keep him in.
Speaking of shopping, why isn't everything at the store properly labeled with their price? If it were me, everything would have a price tag stuck on it in an easy to peel of sticker. You know what I am talking about because I know that you have all peeled a price tag off of something that just came off so nicely. I would not put the price printed on the tag because then that makes the whole gifting thing a little awkward. Do you just black out the price with a marker? But then what if they want to exchange it? And like Macy's does with theirs where the price is on a little tab you can just rip off, then when someone returns it, the tag is gone, and noone knows it's price. And if the tag is missing you have that delemma of do I want to buy this shirt that someone had and returned? But then, odds are that someone already tried that shirt on before anyway, and who knows if they are the kind of person that doesn't wash their hands if they go to the bathroom? I'm really not a germophobe, but it can be kind of disgusting if you think about it.
Spencer doesn't know where his Nintendo DS is and Jenna doesn't know where her leapster is... Both of which are probably Jenna's fault. She sometimes plays the other kids' toys when they are at school. So, she probably misplaced both of them. Spencer got a DS game for his birthday and hasn't been able to play it yet because we don't know where it is. And of course I am having to find it. Because Spencer isn't the one that lost it, and I have to help Jenna look for it.
Our Relief Society craft night was last week and I didn't go. Because everything seemed SO EXPENSIVE! I have to say that the people doing the projects do a really good job coming up with the stuff, I would make them and actually put them up in my house. However, I don't think they do as good of a job making it as cheap as possible. Now, I haven't ever had to do that, so I can't really talk, but it seems like I have seen projects done in my mom's and sister's ward that were a lot less money for similar projects.
I'm going to say this next thing and then when you are done reading it, forget that I said it mmm K? I hate visiting teaching... I was really excited at first that I got the partner I did, but then now, not so much. In fact I don't know if we could really ever be good friends. And we were kind of friends before. I can not get a word in edge-wise. During chit-chat that is. It seems like before we go she makes this list of things she wants to talk about, and if the conversation even strays from that list, she yanks it back. For example, last time we went, she was in charge of the lesson (just remember that for later). We go in to the first ladies house, and my partner starts in with her list of questions.... The lady we visit gives her answers and I made a little side comment that got the lady we visit off on a little tangent, and my partner goes, "Back to the subject.... (on with her next question)." So then, at the next house, same thing, she starts into her little list of question and when I start to make a comment, I GET SHUSHED! Then, we get to the lesson portion, she hands me the magazine and says, "Here, you give the lesson this time..." I only wish I was kidding. So, now forget I said what I just said.... I'm just sayin' (only you didn't hear me say it right?)
So, now I'll just go get a new attitude...


Batistas said...

Sweet....being shushed by your visiting teaching partner!! It´s all to teach you tolerence and love..like me living in this house in Spain with 3 other people! PATIENCE I´m trying! I had a women that I visit taught once and all the poor thing did the entire time was talked about all her illnesses, but I don´t think that is too uncommon. Good luck!

Judy said...

I hear you on the visiting teaching... I haven't gone since I got my new partner. AND my new people to visit... and while we are on the subject of visiting teaching. I HATE being visited on Sunday morning before church. I HATE IT. That, of course, is when my VT wants to do it, and I'm too big of a wimp to say no.

Lhone said...

VT is so hard sometimes. I had a lady asked to be switched because my partner just sits there and jabbers on and on. She is so annoying. I think what is worse is that my Vts come and just talk amongst themselves. Like, "hey, you all talk, I'm going to go back to cleaning." I know people need to talk, and that is an outlet, but there is something to be said about a group conversation. Chores, shopping, all agree. Its impossible. Why try. But, I might be saying that because I'm tired.