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Ten things I'm currently sick of:
Fighting children: My daughters are fighting like the brats on Supernanny; I currently feel like I'm trapped in an episode of this show. The problem is there is no British woman in my house helping me sort the nonsense out.
My computer: I have had shotty Internet service all day and now it finally went out. Along with my home phone. They can't come service it until tomorrow between 9-12. How do you like that. I work from home, I need to file stories tonight. I'm at my neighbors house.
KOHLS: I went paperless with my bill and then they only sent me one email that looked just like a sales email so I deleted it. I did that for two months and then they called and said WTF? Oops.
Competition Cheerleading coaches: Why are they all middle aged women who couldn't do a cheer to save their lives and why do they always think my daughter has attitude? Hello...isn't that a prerequisite?
Ticks: I live in PA, which may be the tick capital of the world. My husband has already pulled about 5 off the dog. I had one on my arm the other day. Quite frankly, I'm not sure why they exist.
Field trips: Why do we have to jam 14 field trips into the month of May and then try to guilt every stay-at-home mom in the world into attending them all? I've decided that if I can't go with one child, then I shouldn't go with the other. Is that wrong?
Preschool parents: Is it really your 4 year olds idea to buy $20 worth of candles and coffee for their teacher? I highly doubt that. My son wanted to buy them a book, I went with that and they all got $5 gift cards. He made them a bookmark. Your gift is more expensive, but our gift is better.
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.