Thursday, October 30, 2014

It still isn't old.

Three World Series Championships in five years. And I am just as excited for the San Francisco Giants as I was five years ago.

I have black and orange running through my veins. It is genetic.

My history with the team goes back long before I was born and the team first came to San Francisco. My Great Grandfather immediately became a fan and he turned my Great Grandmother into one. Well into her 80's, decades after he passed, she would take the bus to Candlestick Park or watch the games on TV or listen on her transistor radio. I remember her keeping score of every game in a steno pad. When she had a heart attack, the doctor forbid her from watching or listening to the games because she got too excited.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

I am Wonder Woman

As much as it annoys me to admit it, I am addicted to my smart phone. The singularly most important feature for me is ...


it was just on the tip of my tongue, or should I say fingertips.

Huh, what was I saying typing?

Oh, yeah, the important feature on my cell phone: the reminder alarms.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Why I buy washable markers...

My little darling is 6 years old, and I still spend the extra dollar or so to buy good name-brand washable markers for many reasons.

Here is one:
his first tattoo! Raphael holding his sais.

And here is another:

A jack o lantern
I think he was trying to recreate this one he got at the Wild Rumpus a few weeks ago, done with real face paint. 

his first ever face paint - yeah!

Bad Mommy got so engrossed in an article in the Sunday paper she did not notice that he was spending an awfully long time in the bathroom after breakfast.

A little soap and water and he was all cleaned up to go play outside... in the mud.

Have a great Sunday.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Quick memo to my son's teachers

For future reference, this is not how I sign (or spell) my name.

Just in case you couldn't tell the difference.

Even funnier, he was really good this week so there wouldn't have been a need to hide this report from me.

And even funnier, when I asked him about it he announced "That's wrong!" and tried to correct his spelling... with the red crayon in his hand.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Tis the season

If you are an American, you might have heard there is an election coming up in a few weeks. Or is your mailbox not overflowing on a daily basis and the phone ringing off the hook to remind you. And let's not even get into the television commercials. Ugh!

But, honestly, I see all of that as a necessary evil. Because this is mid term election voter turnout will probably be more abysmal than it was 2 years ago for the Presidential election. People have somehow gotten the idea that a Presidential election matters more than the local races.

If you are one of those people I am here to tell you, that is stinking thinking.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

A good home for kids pants

I was trying to get through perusing my link ups this morning when the phone rang.

"Hi, Mrs. H. This is the school nurse." (my heart stopped beating).

"Can you bring J a change of clothes? He had an accident." (deep exhale!)

She's been down this road a time or twelve and said those in the right order. If she'd said "accident" before "change of clothes" I might have started to panic.

I ran upstairs, grabbed him a change then sprinted for the school a few blocks away.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

I was tired so I napped

A friend once said she took a nap because she loved her family so much she did not want to subject them to her grouchiness when she was tired.

I used to say I napped in "self defense". When you spawn a child that doesn't sleep you do what you gotta do to stay functional.