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Rolls and Rolls (and rolls) of Fun!

Posted on August 24, 2011 by sheila| 7 Comments

Well… it’s that time of year again. High School sports season. (This season is Cross Country)

I had to chuckle when I woke up and found this.

Then I was amazed because the toilet paper was so soft and thick and cushy…. WAY better than the brand I buy!

Then I saw the car. Wrapped in Saran Wrap. Who knew Saran Wrap had so many uses? A rather expensive prank I’d say… but fun nonetheless.

It was even better when I got to wake the boy up (or “the recipient”) early to unwrap the car so his sister could drive to work.

It’s nice to not have to clean up someone elses mess for once, lol.

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You know… it’s that one game where they beat each other with sticks.

Posted on March 19, 2011 by sheila| 10 Comments

So my son comes home one day and announces he’s trying out for LaCrosse. I know football, baseball, and basketball. LaCrosse? I didn’t know much about it. But it sounded like a “nice” sport, after all — LaCrosse– sounds sorta French, doesn’t it? I knew it required a stick with a basket on the end – to scoop up a ball. So, I pictured a sort of non-violent hockey with no ice. As a matter of fact, a few years ago, I asked him if he’d like to play hockey and his response was, “What are ya tryin to do, kill me?”.

Walk softly and carry a big stick.

Anyhoooo, so we watched a college game on tv one day. My first viewing. I was mortified. Turns out it’s a game where people pretty much beat each other with sticks. Yep. Give a bunch of teenage boys some sticks and let um have it. That’s LaCrosse.

So we got the pads, which cover vital areas but not really all that well, and a helmet to protect his 4.7 GPA. That head of his is his ticket to college. So all that — and the sports fee and we were spending about $500 to let our kid get the crap beat out of him. And of course to let him hit other boys with sticks.

Today was our first scrimmage. I was amazed that they can, in fact, actually beat the guy with the ball – with their sticks and it’s legal. It’s very loud too. Like cracking bones. No, seriously. It was a 5 hour scrimmage rotating 3 teams, in 40 degree windy weather, so not only did I get to watch a human whack-a-mole game, I got to freeze my arse off. And it was an hour away — BONUS!

I have to admit it was exciting though!

This post was a contribution to KB’s Room and her Weekend Walkabout

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Dear Buttmunch:

Posted on March 1, 2011 by sheila| 6 Comments

Dear Buttmunch:

Our eyes met briefly on the road today. Me, in the passenger seat teaching my son to drive — you, in the drivers seat as you flew around us. Now. Let me just say, I am teaching a teenage boy to drive. This kid will learn the laws and pass his test and hopefully not turn into you, Mr. Impatient. I hope you are aware that my son, along with all the rest of the traffic in front, and in back of us, was going the speed limit. There are actually signs every hundred feet or so that indicate what the speed limit is on each particular road, Buttmunch.

I know you were having a cardiac problem by the way you were creeping up his ass. I was having one too, as instead of keeping his eyes fixed on the road, he was more worried about trying to please your sorry ass. Actually, maybe instead of the dirty look, you should have given a “thank you nod”, as chances are he probably saved your sorry butt from mowing down some innocent person up the road because you were going too fast and were too impatient… I believe in that stuff you know.

And with that I close this letter and wish you a better day. Next time, leave a little earlier. Better yet, think of your own child driving one day, and imagine how you would like him or her to be treated. Loosen up, the place you are trying to get too is not worth dying over.

Good day Sir.
Signed,

The Mom you caused to have heart palpitations.