What's new.. what to say.. what to say. Nothing is new. Life is speeding past.. one day after the other. It's very cold here right now. I let Fudge in again tonight.. he's in the bathroom. He's been banished onto the porch when the kids are up.. he's been getting too aggressive with them. I wish he wouldn't do that.. I liked him in here. There though, he doesn't get enough to eat unless I stand there shooing the cats away. They take it from him. Why is he so pushy and snappish with the kids, but so submissive where the cats are?
I got Jennene's package back in the mail to her today. She should get it day after tomorrow.
Color-Rama came and picked up Sarah's computer night before last.
Let's see.. what else is new.. oh.. Mik hasn't coughed once tonight. I think her allergy shots were too strong for her this Friday. I'm going to have to remember and tell her nurse about that when we go back. She's sawing logs tonight. She was wore out.
She and Mallory have been quarrelling a lot the past couple of days. When I'm not in the same room to monitor them, it sounds like a war zone. Today I was in the kitchen cooking and I heard them bickering in the den. Mikyla sighed and
in the most exasperated voice I've ever heard, she informed Mallory that she was just "Annoyingtating". I guess that means more than annoying and irritating put together.
There was no school today..and there's no school tomorrow either because of the icy back roads. I'm glad. They don't like school and love snow days. I just like the sleeping in part. :)
They're talking about making it "child abuse" if a kid's fat - they're wanting to take the fat kids out of their homes..put them in foster care. I better start running Mikyla around the house.. stick at her heels.. "Run it off, girl, run it off!" Wait.. I think that might be considered abuse too. I need to get myself one of those "Child Abuse for Dummy's" handbooks. Sooo much to know!
I just wonder.. where they're gonna find foster parents for fat kids... they're already putting up posters begging for foster parents now.. someone's gotta take care of all the children whose parents are stoned out of their minds on pain pills and meth.. all those wonderfully home-wrecking drugs out there. Of course.. those kids aren't fat.. their parents can't remember to feed them..no wait.. it's not exactly that.. it's that they're using their food money to get their dope. Yeah! I see a fat kid these days I smile and say now there goes a kid with a straight Mama. I don't know what other problems that kid has.. but his Mama being on dope ain't one of 'em. God how I despise doping mothers.
The neighbor's dogs are barking up a storm. They've barked everynight for months now. You'd think I'd get used to it. Grrrr... I've bitched enough for one night. G'nite world!
Posted by juel at February 6, 2007 02:19 AM