Friday, December 31, 2010

The end is near...

***This post is courtesy of the blog I broke in May (with a little revising and editing).  Happy Blogoversary to me :)

My days of laughing (silently of course...I don't want to make him feel bad) at my husband as he staggers out of bed at least an hour before me are almost over. In just two short days, I will be the one getting up at 5:30 to get the circus train of a morning routine going (actually the monkeys don't go back until Tuesday so they won't have to rise and be made to shine). I love my job, but I wish school started at 9:00. I would even work until 4:00 and not complain during the dark days of winter. I am a dawdler by nature and getting out the door in a timely fashion is a source of stress in the morning (the Cubscout complains that I, "rush, rush, rush" too much).

Another thing I love about break is doing whatever I want, when I want. This of course refers not only to doing fun things with the kids, but snacking in the kitchen too. I know, I'm lucky because I get time off.  But, that doesn't make it any easier to get back to the grind. 

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Top 5 Things I Have Learned Over Break

5.  I think homeschoolers may have the right idea.  It is totally fun to hang out with your kids.  We have had plenty to do and haven't watched too much TV.  Of course, we are only one week in...
4.  Spending Christmas volunteering at your church's outreach for shut-ins is an awesome opportunity to really drive the "it is better to give than receive" message home to your children.  I got a little emotional watching the kindergartner sort gifts for the gift baskets.
3.  The world will not end if I don't go up to school.  I am fully aware that I have a TON of stuff to do, but it will be there on the 3rd.
2.  If you give everyone at your table "the look" and "teacher voice" no one will dare tell the waiter it is your birthday (because they are scared).  Thus avoiding any humiliation at the hands of overzealous waitstaff.  Seriously...I don't want to wear a sombrero (it messes up my hair and everyone else has worn it...yuck-o).
1.  I don't use my left had much.  You see, on Monday, I tripped outside and got really banged up.  In fact as I was on my back writhing in pain I thought, "So this is how people freeze to death after they fall."  Long story short, I broke my ring finger.  It is taped to my middle finger.  It is impossible to type (well anyway).  This post has taken me almost an hour.  Sheesh.