Fever Bean

 

The poor Bean has been sick for the past day and a half. Luckily she's on the mend. She inspires me to suck it up about a lot of things. Hits her head really hard or falls really hard? Thinks about it for a second, then continues playing. 102 degree fever? Eh...I'm sleepy and cuddly, but I'm still going to laugh, and play, and share my toys and act like everything's okay.

Side note: Expect a crafty update sometime this weekend. I have a BIG REVEAL. Also, I'm done with work for the summer so expect alot more crafty updates. :)

Happy Friday!
-Ms. 246

The Long Weekend

 

Ahhh...a long weekend. Ryan even had the luxury of a four day weekend. We had a good weekend -- very busy at some moments (finished my afghan!), very lazy at others (watched way too much tv).

As for Memorial Day: Our town does a huge Memorial Day memorial and activities every year so we visited that. The memorial itself is always sad, but all the military geared stuff always makes me proud. Up above is Ms. Luna Bean and her grandpa (my dad) -- he's a veteran from the Navy, as well as my brother. Luckily they both came home safe from their travels. It's sad to see the visuals they had up (the names on the wall, and the crosses in the field) of all those who never did come back.

For more happy things: Luna can clap! She can almost throw! And we've been eating cherries like they're going out of style. (It's cherry season!)

Thanks for stopping by!

-Ms. 246

Mean Girls (aka Poop Chip Story)

I don't talk much about work but I have a work(ish) related story today. Why do I have a picture from Mean Girls as part of the intro for this post? Because this story is about some mean girls. Mean, hateful, scum of life, thought-7th-grade-girls-were-bad-well-this-is-worse type girls. What they did is soooo hateful and mean and terrible I'm not even sure what punishment would be suitable, because I feel like even the "bad" kids wouldn't do something so terrible.

What did they do? Let me tell you....

Today, at one of my schools, a group of 7th grade girls got together and decided it would be a brilliant idea to take one of the nacho chips that were for lunch today and "dip" it in poop like it was a delicious bean dip or something. Then....they gave it to a special ed student to eat. Who, in turn, ate the poop-dip chip.

Every time I thought about what they did this afternoon it made me sick to my stomach and on the verge of tears. At no point did one of these girls think "Hey, this is a terrible idea and we're terrible people and shouldn't do this?" Were none of them strong enough to stand up to their friends? Or were they are such hateful people that the thought didn't even cross their mind.

The poor special ed student...I can just imagine the scene in my mind: the kid eats the chip and there's a bunch of people staring and laughing behind his back and he's oblivious to it all, happy as can be, eating a chip. Perhaps once he started eating it he realized it and notified someone, or maybe spit the chip out. (I'm sure more laughter and ridicule occurred if this is what happened.) I'm unsure of the details at this point. I'm sure the kid has dealt with humiliation and ridicule his whole life. I feel so bad for him. And his parents. Imagine if someone did this to your kid.

The whole execution of the plan is sickening as well. First of all, one of them had to publicly poop, I assume. I'm also doubting gloves are some sort of accessory standard for 7th grade girls, so one of them had to take their bare hand and scoop up poop...with a fucking chip. Then carry it to wherever the special ed kid was. Here again, at no point did any of them decide that they should abort this plan?

I've worked in schools for two years now. I know most of kids these days are far more ridiculous than when I was a kid, but I never, ever would have guessed that this generation is so bad to accomplish something as mean-hearted and cruel and disgusting as this. It made me lose a little hope today.

I hate ill-wishing on anyone, especially children but I hope karma is 100% real and this comes back to them.

-Ms. 246

P.S. One of my new parenting goals is to not raise the kind of girl who would give out poop chips for a good laugh. (Not that I thought I was headed down that path currently...)

Beer Brats and Books

We went to the library again this afternoon. We had our last set of books to return. I love taking Luna to the library because she has such a blast. They have a whole little area that's baby friendly where she can just crawl around and play. They even have little bookshelves right there at baby level that have all their board books in them. Luna was more interested in the "bead on a wire" contraption. So much fun.

Our small town, hillbilly library even had a board book that was about having two mommies so of course I got it for her. Mr. 246 thought I was weird, but I thought that it was neat that they even had one.

Also, allow Luna to show you her dinner....her developing sense of taste is coming along quite nicely. Tonight she gladly ate steamed onions and bell peppers with a side of beer bratwurst. Oh, then she washed it down with some taco meat and a little bit of "Apples and Prunes" baby food. Stomach of steel, I'm tellin' ya...

"I love beer brats!"

Goodnight!

My Funny Bean

 

There's something that Bean's been doing lately that I'm in love with: Someone will start laughing, then she'll start laughing too. She won't even know what's funny...she just likes to join in. She did this again tonight...

She was in her crib supposed to be going to sleep and I laughed at something then I heard her laugh in the other room. So I laughed again. So she replied with more laughter from the other room. This went on for a full minute until I decided I should stop since she was supposed to be going to sleep.

It made my heart melt a whole lot. She's such a lovely, wonderful, fun person already. I know a lot of parents say this about their children, but probably because it's true: we're so lucky to have her in our lives. :)

A Little Bit of Unfucking

I've come across a blog/site called Unfuck Your Habitat a couple months ago. It's one of the feeds I follow on my Google Reader and keeps me continually motivated to do some "unfucking" from time to time. It's a funny and snarky way of tackling your cleaning and your house. It also makes you feel okay that you don't have a Pinterest-worthy household...which I don't. (Although, once you start looking at some people's before and afters...I'm not nearly so bad.)

I even enjoy the small "unfuckings" that people submit. They motivate me to do even some small changes every once in a while. With both of us working and a very mobile baby, it's hard to do more than the minimum but occasionally I get around to it.

Here's a couple small (and I mean small changes) I've done recently. Here's a little Before and After of straightening one of the living room bookshelves...

Here's a before and after of my side of the closet that needed to get done...

None part of our apartment gets especially bad or anything, just sometimes areas done get enough loving so small changes are all it needs. Here's the toilet/shelf area of the master bathroom...(Yea...I need to get some color in this place, huh?)




Okay, two more...these are from a good couple weeks ago. (Spring cleaning is quite a long process around here!) Unfortunately, there aren't any "Before and Afters." The kitchen usually isn't terrible since we have no choice other than to keep it clean because it's so small. Haha.

There's only three vases on the ledge in the above picture (on the ledge above the stove), the next day or so, I got more! I loved when I had all these yellow flowers. There were FIVE different types of yellow flowers at one time. I felt rich! I would stand there counting: "One, two, three, four, FIVE different yellow flowers! Ryan, look! Look how neat it is! Five different types! All yellow!" The novelty of it all didn't wear out for me at all. I miss those flowers. Haha!  Here they are in all their glory:




No "before" on this one either. Just imagine lots of toothpaste spashes on the mirror, long hair from me shedding, short hair from Ryan's facial hair trimming, and all around disgustingness:

There you have it! I've unfucked a bit over the past month or so...emphasis on the word "bit." I've been enjoying life, however, and that I believe is more important than a spotless house.

Until I post again...have a lovely day!

-Ms. 246