I am...

This blog is a total rant.
I KNOW everyone grieves differently.
I KNOW that people cannot change what is inherently in their nature.
I KNOW that ranting about it won't change them.
I KNOW that I am no saint and shouldn't say anything,
BUT...
2 days ago a terrible thing occurred in our community. A little third grade girl passed away. Suddenly. There is no news yet as to what caused it, but the gist of the rumor mill is that she was sick, and her body had an aneurysm and then she was gone. And by sick I mean one of the myriad of things that happen to any of us. I feel horrible for this family (whom I did not know) and if I had the power to do so , I would bring back their little girl for them. It makes me tear up with the selfish hope that this NEVER happens to me. That being said this family needs to grieve in their private pain with those that knew them best.
What burns me up the most is I know, and you too,of a person who is part of the gossip mongers. She texted me late Wednesday night fishing for information, which I didn't get. I told her Thursday morning I,nor my son, knew this child, she didn't even know what grade she was in, and she then proceeded to wonder if the principal would say anything to the kids at school. I told her point blank that it was up to that poor girls parents as to what the principal could and couldn't say and that word of mouth was more hurtful. I never received another text from her. Later that day I heard she was bawling to all her students teachers and showing them all this child's photo. A child SHE DIDN'T KNOW. I will give her this, she did know the parents because 3 years ago they had their youngest in her preschool class and pulled her out because they didn't like her. So now she is boo-hooing all over the place, fishing for information from people about what happened.. What is the deal?
I don't think I have ever, EVER, met a more narcissistic,needy person in all my life. And that is saying a lot because I was in a sorority. She is purposely putting herself in this position to be in the middle of it all. To seem like she is a part of this whole travesty. I am sure by now she has come up with 15 different ways she has associated with this family so she should be involved.
She has no boundaries. None. I am sure in all her rationalizations she has become the victim as well. I can't help being upset for this family because of her embarrassing antics. they don't need this kind of person anywhere in their orbit. I am staying far away from it all. God bless this poor broken family and I hope they can find some healing in time to their significant loss.
But this other person. I hope she soon realizes she is being shunned from everyone and everything. Of course she will surely spin it so she is the victim.Again.

I LOVE today

Today, to me, is not just a "Hallmark Holiday". Today is the best Holiday ALL YEAR LONG! Why?
1. There is no planning, traveling,togetherness,or others involvement (especially family) in today's activities. No one to dictate to you HOW you should do anything today based on their ridiculous expectations.
2.There is no traveling required (unless you want to).
3.Chocolate. If you don't have a Valentine, buy it for yourself! NO ONE is going to know. That is why they are called "Secret" admirers.
4.It can be as wild or as mellow as you want.
5. Did I mention no meddlesome family
6.It is a hit and get out holiday. No weeks of planning, no input from others..one day and its done. Voila'!
7.No expectations. All I ever want is a card, and he does so much better. Especially now the kids are aware of it and remind him.;)
8. This is the best one... Who doesn't love the sweetest handmade cards and crafts from little kids in school? I love love love opening their backpack and seeing all the adorable,pasted,cut, crooked,and drawn on little cards and hearts they make in class..THAT is why Valentines is my favorite!

This morning

This morning was not the lazy late start Wednesday that I had wanted. Oh no... This Wednesday was as follows, (and it is only noon.)
Wake up at 4a.m. hearing my husbands' shrill whistle for the dog right outside my bedroom window. Then the garage door slams and I hear him muttering choice words about the dog he is going to just "leave out there if she isn't going to listen". I told him it was his fault for taking her out there and if he was so worried about missing work he shouldn't have taken her out there to begin with. He left for work in a huff and I easily got the dog back in and put back in her kennel. At 4 a.m. Now I'm awake.
I then played solitaire for an hour until my eyes grew tired, last time I looked at the clock in was 5 a.m. Seven o'clock rolls around and I remember in order for all of us to get out the door this morning the following needs to be done. Everyone needs to get dressed, Tanner has to wear all black. Let the clothing battles begin. Then for Tuckers class I needed to wash and chop into bite sized pieces celery. How much? Who knows,so I chopped it all. Tanners class I had to provide danish, fruit, bagels and cream cheese for his poetry reading. She sent home a list yesterday and the few items that were written down were from me and about 7 other mothers. I get there today and there was 3 of everything. I got there late, my stuff was unopened so I took it home. Was that wrong? No..I don't care. I took it anyway. Then back to frick and fracks preschool where I was a mystery reader to assuage my guilt about backing out of being a classroom helper tomorrow because my hair appointment changed.
Now that I am sitting at home, I can look around and see all the things that need to be taken care of, floors need to be swept, dishes unloaded, rooms cleaned up, bathrooms straightened. This is crazy. I would rather sit and read or play on the computer until I have to get Tanner and another dash to Karate for 2 hours is in order. I have nothing planned for dinner, and again don't care. Quite honestly they can eat the leftover danish. If breakfast is the MOST important meal of the day and danish is a breakfast food...I think I am going to be okay.
The lesson learned here is never, NEVER schedule so many early morning deadlines all on the same day.