Friday, January 11, 2008

Thanks for trying!

I have no real post for today, but a few things have been bugging me and I thought I would get them off my chest!

1) I know, I know - it is the thought that counts...and it is the gift of giving that is important...but, PLEEEEEEEEAZE! My kids and their Pepe (grandfather) spent time making wooden candle holders for each of the boys' teachers for Christmas gifts. They are quite lovely!Two of the three pre-school teachers sent home very lovely thank you cards. The third sent home a form letter. No kidding, nothing says sincere thank you more than a Dear ______________ with your kids name written on the line and a generic statement and then signature. I know I am being a bitch, but I was a bit ticked when I saw the effort, or lack of effort that went into the one teacher's thank you cards...er, um, computer printed form notes.

2) I go to Boot camp to work out, and not listen to one gal's issues and concerns for 1.5 hours. This one gal went on and on about her issues all class long at any opportunity she got. Then when she over heard me asking about the evening course she went on and on about how she cannot do that evening course as being a teacher is such a long day and she could not keep awake for the 545 PM class after being at school all day till 3PM. I smiled and agreed that would be a long day and then proceeded to get the information from the instructor. You see, on February 18 I go back to work. My work hours are 4 AM to 8 AM in the freaking morning...then I come home and look after my little ones and THEN, I am planning on going to evening Boot Camp. Wonder if that will be too long of a day????? I know, I know, I am being a bitch!

3) I HATE afternoons when Madigan takes a late nap...she just fell asleep and in less than 30 minutes, I will have to yank her from dreamland and bundle her up and then dress Anderson and then the three of us will march in the freezing rain/sleet and pick DJ up at the bus stop. It is only 5 houses down - but holy crow the effort to get us there on time.

Well, that is enough bitching!

It is Friday! Anyone have fun plans for the weekend?

The boys and I are going to go see the new Veggie Tales movie. I am hoping to get more de-cluttering done and also finish the wonderful book I am reading (Bryce Courtenay: Sylvia).

Happy Weekend everyone!

5 comments:

Kat said...

Ah yes, one of those days. And to be honest, all of those things would piss me off too.
I REALLY can't stand it when people try talking to me while I am working out. BAH!
Hope your weekend is better!

Audrey said...

That's what I find troublesome during winters. Having to wrap my son up in layers of clothing just like how you bundle up your kids and then march downstairs from my apartment block to pick up something from the supermarket. Such a short distance but seems like so much effort!

Barrie said...

Oh, those are irritating things. And, Laura, you are going to be beyond busy come Feb. 18. Yikes. I'll be thinking of you as you get used to that hectic schedule. Hope Veggie Tales is fun!

Lainey-Paney said...

1. Are you freaking kidding me? A form letter? That's sh*tty. At the end of the school year, you should type up a form letter thanking her for teaching your child.

Dear ______,
Thank you so much for teaching my child this year. I'm sure you put a lot of effort into it. Perhaps next year you could work on sincerity & creativity.
Thank you,
_________

...I'm so snotty...I know.

2. Way to go for holding your tongue. I would have done one of those: "oh really, a long day? No, honey, let ME tell you about a long day......."

Pregnantly Plump said...

That's so weird about the form letter. I've never heard of that. And I understand about those people who just talk and talk and talk. There's a woman in my neighborhood who I swear just loves the sound of her voice (and apparently likes seeing her name in email too.) We have a mom's group listserve for us to send out questions and she rarely has an answer, but always has to send a reply to everyone of us, letting us know that she does not have an answer. Craziness.