Come on Fall, and all the grouchy children!!!

It is no secret in my family, my favorite season is fall. The leaves are falling, the air is crisp, the bugs are almost dead... there really is nothing better!

However, being at home alone on a Monday morning with my smallest two has given me a new reason to be irritated with my favorite season. C is in training all week, which means she has to go to work in the morning instead of 4pm. I am apparently the only one who actually enjoys the cool, crisp mornings because I have spent the last 30 minutes listening to the fairy princess cry about being cold. Now, I am not the mean mommy that I portray in real life, I took her a heavier coat and made sure the light one is in her backpack for later. But, really... 57 degrees is cold??? What is she going to do when the midwest winter actually hits and it is -4 degrees outside?

I didn't realize this might be a problem until now. C probably doesn't put up with the same level of whining I am tolerating this morning. I normally don't see my kiddos, except to say goodbye at 6:30 every morning. So, on the mornings that I am here I try to be tolerant, and happy. However, happy normally means waving them off and going back to bed. Today I have to do all the running I do once a month for work, kids doctor's appointments, etc. And to top it off, I actually have to go to work and take C a different shirt. Seems she figured out half way there that she is not a firearms instructor any longer and probably shouldn't wear the red shirt. Oh well... yeah!!! Fall is almost here, and while my children are grouchy I will remain upbeat because I know it will only get colder.

Do you have a favorite season?

Blogger.com almost made me crazy!!!

Dear Blogger... Why is my password that I have used every day for the last three months, not the same password as my google password? Do you understand you have almost made me lose the last bit of sanity I had? I'm just sayin'!!!

It is a damn communist conspiracy!!!!

I was talking to the Princess on the way back from her new ecology club, when she informs me that now all the kids who have sack lunches have to sit in a whole different section of the lunchroom.

Apparently, this is to cut down on the amount of contamination from those dreaded children who are still bringing peanut products to school. Earlier this year we were told that if the children brought peanut products they would have to sit at a different table and use sani-wipes for their hands and faces when they were done eating.

Now I guess they don't have enough people to be on the lookout for the peanut product children, so they have lumped them all in the same group. WTF????? My smallest critter has not taken pb&j all year, even though she loves it, because I was unwilling for her to be segregated from her classmates. Now, because I cannot afford for all four of my kiddos to eat hot lunch every day, they are still being segregated.
Hot Lunch Kids vs. Sack Lunch Kids.... I think my kids could take them.

This makes me so irritated, I will probably have to make a phone call to the school on Monday. I don't communicate with the school unless I absolutely have to. I follow the rules of The Mother implicitly. But now? They have found one of my easiest buttons to push. Don't punish my kids because they don't have the same amount of money or qualify for the same government programs as everyone else. They didn't do anything wrong. Grrrrr!

So, what do you think? Do I call, or is one of those live and let live moments?

Dog Shows, almost my very favorite thing!!

So, tomorrow I am taking Elrod to the show at Purina Farms here in Misery. Purina is a wonderful place for a dog show in the fall because it is outside and the air is cool. Granted we have like a 75% chance of showers tomorrow, which will make my silver tipped white bulldog look like a flippin' dalmation, but there you have it!

I am very optimistic, hopefully El can get his first point tomorrow. We haven't shown nearly as much as his Mama Diana shows her dogs, but we have had a tough year. I am hoping that with the new year, we can show a lot more. We are also lucky it is only a confirmation show, so really all he has to do is trot, stand, and look very handsome. I don't think I could ever do rally, I don't have the patience or the time and energy.

So, here's to hoping the boy doesn't act like an ass and I stack him well enough that he wins. AND, I hope Wayne Brower likes my smallish bulldog... all -- pounds of him, if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. If we do well I'll post pics sometime soon.

Have I failed at my bloggy aspiration?

If you read the about me section of my page it indicates that originally I wanted to talk about politics, lgbt rights, feminism... you know all the fun interesting stuff that can really get my panties tied in a knot.

If you've read my blog since I started there may be three blog posts that relate to any of the above topics. Instead, I have blogged about my kids, my wife, the prison, my dad, etc... And so, I am wondering have I failed? Or, has it turned into something I didn't originally think I wanted?

See, the name of my blog describes me almost to a tee. I am the girly girl in the relationship. I am the one who collects pretty purses, sun glasses, shoes and feminine clothes. I am (for anyone who might be a lesbian and understand) typically a pillow princess. Which is not to say that I don't participate in the bedroom, it's just that I am typically not the agressor.

My wife says that is because the bedroom is the only place I feel safe enough to give someone else control over me. She is probably right, she often is. Okay, I realize I am totally off-topic here. Give me a minute.

I love my blog, I love that I feel safe enough to say what I want. I love that I have at least a few readers that seem to enjoy reading my occasionally lame crap.

So dear readers... what do you think? Did I fail, or did my blog morph into a weird lesbian mommy, prison bloggy thing?

Somebody want to come teach my class?? Please???

I have to teach new hires this morning. We will be discussing policy and procedure. While I do know a lot about policy and procedure, really I just want to go back to bed.

This afternoon I am supposed to give them a tour of teh prison. I don't know how my friend Wendy does it, when she brings them to my office I try to scare the crap out of them about grievance so they won't screw up early on. (I know, I'm so nice...right!)

My allergies are going apeshit and it feels like a cat laid on my tongue all night. And not the good kind of cat alright???

So...wish me luck or please come by and teach for me. I have a feeling this one will be memorable! :)

Football Season is here again!! Yeah ME!!!

So, it is well known in my family that C and I love football. We love all kinds of football!

Specifically, she roots for Dallas and I root for Indianapolis. I know we are really, really weird but it works for us. It is really the only sport we watch together, aside from the end of season baseball. Yesterday was the first of the 'real' football games that we got to see. By 'real' I mean, of course, regular season. We were supposed to see Dallas beat up on Tampa Bay, but here in Misery if you can't get the Rams to play on TV they will do almost anything to avoid showing Dallas.

We watched Cleveland and Minnesota, Seattle vs. St. Louis, and finally Chicago vs. Green Bay. I love watching the Bears and the Packers play football, they do it old school that's for sure! They are on the field name calling, and pounding on each other like football should be.

We have also discovered that we are not capable of avoiding phone calls from friends and family in the middle of our Football Mania. Try as we might, we can never convince them all that we need to have family time on Sunday. Free from interruption. We also realized last night, we are completely screwed!! We have 4 children, there will never be a Sunday without interruption. Why? Oh Why?????

Anyway, pleased to announce that the 'Boys (Dallas for you novices) and the Colts both won yesterday, and all is still right with our world. How about you? Do you have a favorite football team??

A sign from above???

So, last night I was laying there half-praying and half-thinking that I really needed a concrete answer as to what to do about the job interview in Chillicothe. It's not that I don't want to interview, but damn that is a long drive just for an interview. Plus, do I really want to move 4 hours away if I get the job??

I really don't want to move, and I really don't want to have to pick the kids up and move them to a new school in the middle of the year. Plus, I really like my prison. I want to get promoted here and I'd like to stay here.

Fast forward to today...I got to my office and checked my email; I had a message to call Chillicothe. When I called I was told they cancelled all the interviews because they didn't have the funds from the state to open the treatment section of the prison.

Is that an answer or what??? I don't know whether I'll get the job here or not, I am optimistic but not overly so. It just seemed like fate or providence or something saying 'no, you are going to stay here!' So, now I wait patiently for the interview on the twenty-first...Yay Me!!!

More job interviews coming up!

So, I got a letter from one of the prisons here in Misery on Thursday. I am interviewing with them this Thursday at 10am. That means I have to leave my house at 6 in the morning, because they really are located in BFE!

I really don't want to move 4 hours away, but I really (REALLY) want the promotion. I went to visit one of my 6 (yes, I said 6) bosses on Friday and told her that I was going to interview. She seemed annoyed, and wanted to know why I wanted to work at a women's prison 4 hours away. Well, I don't but I have to get promoted somewhere people!

C called Friday afternoon and I got an interview letter for the same position at our prison, but the interview isn't until the 21st. This leaves me with a dilemma. Do I interview at both places knowing the answer from the womens' prison will come back first? Or do I wait and do the interview here, thereby lowering my chances for promotion?

There are only 16 people on the register state wide for this position, and I can't imagine very many will drive to the northern-most part of the state for an interview. However, I also don't want to lower my chances at all. Plus, I've never worked at any other prison. This will give me a chance to see how different prisons work. What do you all think??

What pisses you off the most???

For me it is lying. It makes me crazy mad! I do not understand it. I know that most children lie from time to time, but really? WHY???

What is the point? Why do they not understand that they will get caught in the end? What all is considered lying? For instance, I consider forging my signature to be lying. It is the act of signing my name to something so that they (whichever child it is now) can receive full credit. Rather than just remind me that I have to sign the planner, they would rather attempt a sloppy RSA that doesn't look remotely like mine. It infuriates me, and I have now been through two almost teenage children who think it is perfectly ok. I guess all children do it, I know I did. But...I also remember that I couldn't sit down for a few days because my butt hurt that bad. My Daddy made sure it was a lesson I didn't forget.

S0... there is my rant for the day. What do people do that pisses you off the most, dear internets?