Showing posts with label I'm all better now. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm all better now. Show all posts

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Way to go!

My J is a superstar! Last night at his T-Ball game he scooped up a ball in left field and threw it to first base. Right to the first baseman. That is a looong way people! Needless, to say he received the game ball. We are all very proud.

ETA- I know that his hat and jersey are different teams. He couldn't "find" his Phillies hat so he just wore a "red" one from some past season. It was hanging on the hook behind his door. where it belongs. Not in his baseball bag where he likes to leave it.

Sorry I haven't posted for the last few days. It is one of those things, the clients are driving me crazy, the kids are back talking, and Paintboy is just annoying.

1. You can NOT do your hair like I do, if you are not using the products I use. And don't tell me that your dollar store crap is just as good. So quit complaining to me. Buy the products and look fabulous or don't. Just quit bitching. BTW- its not cheaper at Ulta or the grocery store. The company sets the prices not us. Sometimes its even more. And with the price of gas just buy it from me and you will save $$$. I won't try to "sell" you shit you don't need.
2. Do not call me and tell me that their is something wrong with my online client booking software. We are a week and half before Spring Break. I am BOOKED, people. Nothing is broken, you are too late to get an appointment. I will see you in a few weeks. It is not an emergency.
3. Do not throw yourself on the floor every time I ask you to do something. Pouting never makes anything better and the whining has got to stop. I am actually waiting for you to knock yourself unconscious next time so that I can have some quiet around here.
4. Please stop rolling your eyes at me and mumbling when I ask you to do something around the house. You are 12 now and should be able to help. Next time it will be 2 weeks without the computer.
5. When all of this other stuff is going on please stop groping me in the kitchen. It doesn't make me happy. Yes, you are wonderful and I still enjoy you after all these years; but dude, you're getting on my last nerve right now. Passive- aggressive me is NOT giving it up.