Hang Me.

Quote of the day:  "My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first being hitting my head on the top bunk bed until I faint." -Erma Bombeck-
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Oh! and the drama ensued last night after the kid's weekly visitation with Superdad.  She was invited to a party this weekend and had the invitation in her bag.  He took it out to look at and kept it.  She started crying right away about how he lied again and told her he put it back in her bag.  Last night I had no patience for the attitude (though I was miserable inside seeing her tears and disappointment).  I was the World's Worst Mother.  Hang me.

I cut her off at the knees and told her right there that she is 7 years old.  She should be responsible enough to check her own bag (a continuing battle (ahem...challenge) after losing boots, snowpants, gloves, thermos, lunch bags, etc. for the past two years of school). 

Anyway, the kid is sobbing and sobbing and inside my heart was breaking because I hate to see her hurting like that, but I'm tired of being the one that is blamed or taking the brunt of the attitude problem...well, at least last night anyway.  "Save the drama for your mama" did not apply!

After she stopped crying I told her to phone her father if she wanted and ask him to email me the information.  To no surprise, there was no answer on the phone (she left a message), no call back and surprise, surprise, no email - which was the first thing she asked about this morning.  And what followed?

A BIG ASS ATTITUDE PROBLEM.  At which point I tightened the noose around my neck.  I told her that she needed to change her attitude with me RIGHT NOW because this was something she needed 1. to be responsible about and 2. to take up with her father.  Amazing how the attitude changed...maybe I won't have to jump off the stool afterall.
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Turning to a more sunnyside of children, I almost forgot to write down the latest funny the kid pulled.  It was Wednesday night, so of course I didn't get to blog about it.  Anyway, the story goes...

We were sitting at the dinner table eating.  Like any 7 year old kid, mine has trouble staying straight on her chair, so she sits half on, or sits on her knees, or crosses her legs indian style.  Well, she happened to be sitting indian style and for some reason looked down.  All of a sudden I hear a humongous gasp and I ask her what happened?  I thought maybe she had dropped food.  But no....in our zoo it couldn't be that simple.  She says, "OMG!  I thought I was missing a toe.  I just didn't see it for a minute."

I had tears coming down my face I bust laughing so hard.  Seriously?  Where did she think her toe had gone?  And how did she think it had gone missing without her missing it until just that moment?
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In other news, there isn't much to say about my accomplishments yesterday because I accomplished all I set out to do in regard to 101 in 1001.  Just one thing sticks out in my mind (as I continue to shiver).  White Chocolate Strawberry yogurt is DEEEEEEEEEEEES-GUSTING!!!

And late breaking news...last night I bought an herb garden to plant.  Because I am like a five year old in the patience arena, I ALMOST planted it.  But then I convinced myself that it would be best to wait until I move so I could stick it in the big bay window we will have.  Waiting for that alone should have gone on my 101 list!  Patience is a virtue, my friend, one that I seriously lack.  I also bought birdseed, for the birdfeeder I still have to acquire (Does that even make sense?).  Eh, what the hell?  Ace had a great sale. 

Today my planned acccomplishments entail:

77. Keep a photo log for one month. One pic a day. Blog it! (0/30)
88. Remember to water my plants once a week. (0/143)

and my usual, put the $1.00 aside (DONE), eat my yogurt (DONE - decided on Key Lime today - yummy!), & drink one bottle of water.
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Today I am grateful for how peaceful my daughter looks while she sleeps, work from home Fridays!!!!, blue skies and sunshine!