My random brain

If you are anything like me, you have lots of random thoughts going on in your brain at any given time.  Sometimes my brain is a scary place, I know it scares Bluebell, I am pretty sure it scares the NewYorRican, and I know it sure as hell scares me!!  I sometimes wonder if everyone else’s brain is as random as mine, so sometimes I share my thoughts with others so I can see if they think the way I do.

Just the other day I walked over to the NewYorRican’s house, and was  thinking on the way there – I mean really, what else could I do…well, I could talk to myself out loud, but then I am just solidifying my less than stellar grip on normalcy to anyone walking or driving by.  This is my neighborhood after all, so that is not the best idea.  If I want to talk to myself out loud I need to go to someone else’s neighborhood, so people who see me will think, “That chick is crazy as shit, I sure am glad she doesn’t live in my neighborhood”- anyway, where was I?  Oh yeah, I was walking over to the NewYorRican’s house and thinking.  So to my mind my thought processes makes sense, but I am sometimes unsure so when I get to her house, I’m all, “Hey I am going to tell you what I was thinking on the walk over here.  Tell me if it seems normal to you.”  She’s all, “Sure girl”, giving me confidence that as my bestie she will be nonjudgmental……..

So I start telling her my thoughts and how one thought worked it’s way to the next.  It seemed like a perfectly plausible chain of thoughts to me, but I watched her face change from open and listening, to confused, to just plain horrified….(so much for besties who hide the truth for the benefit of their friend……sigh…..)

When I was done telling her my thoughts, her face looked something like the picture above.

Just imagine the face in the picture with with long dark brown hair, a beautiful caramel Latina skin tone, and voila…Janet Leigh becomes The NewYorRican.
So here are the thoughts I had exactly as I thought them:

“It is a pretty day outside, I really like how the leaves look.  It wasn’t this pretty last year, it was too warm.  Oh my gosh, the office at work today was so warm.  I was hot and sweaty, gross. I wonder if I was hot and sweaty because I haven’t taken my Mensosense in a few days?  Oh gosh, I think I am almost out of Mensosense, I better get the Vitamin Shoppe to get some more. Oh, maybe I can go there tomorrow when I see that patient at the Virginia Beach Office.  Oh and I really need to stop at BJ’s.  The boys don’t have any snacks and I should get them some.  You know, that reminds me that I need to ask the boys if that necklace I found on the floor in the hall belongs to any of them.  Gosh, you know, I haven’t called the jewelry store to check to see if my jewelry has come back from the repair shop yet. Maybe I can stop there on my way back from Virginia Beach tomorrow when I see that patient and get the boys some snacks.  You know the boys really need to clean their rooms tonight when they get home from school. Oh yeah tonight is Monday, Bluebell won’t be home tonight, she has class.  What am I going to make for dinner?  I better check that when I get back from having coffee with The NewYorRican.  I wonder what she is making for dinner.  Did I remember to tell her about that thing that happened last week? Gosh it sure is a pretty day out today.”

And then boom, I have arrived at her front door.  Please tell me I am not the only one whose brain works like that.

Unexcused school absence

Do you have kids who go to school?  Don’t you hate when they have unexcused absences?  I do!!  Especially when they were given a note by me to give to the Office to excuse them.  Actually only one of my children does not turn in excuse notes… 15 year old, Joe Cool!  I check as he is walking out the door to go to school in the morning:

Me:  “Do you have the note to give to the lady in the office?”

Joe:  “Yes, mom.”

Me:  “Are you SURE you have the note?”

Eye roll, sigh, then “Yes, mom I am sure I have the note.”

Three hours later I get an email alert that the kid has an unexcused absence from school the previous day….

The conversation continues when he gets home from school:

Me:  “I got an email that you had an unexcused absence.”

Joe:  “It’s ok mom”

Me:  “Did you take the note to the office?”

Joe:  “No, I forgot.”

Me:  “Yeah, I figured that when I saw the note I wrote for you laying on your bed.”  Then I roll my eyes and sigh.

Hey, two can play that game…..

The next morning we have more of the same.

Me:  “Do you have the note today, son?”

Joe:  “Yes mom”

Me:  “Really????  Show it to me.”

Joe: As he is hugging me goodbye….(suckup)…. “Can’t mom, no time. I will miss the bus.  I know you don’t want to drive me to school.  Bye.”

I just can’t figure out why the kid won’t take the note to the office.  I have my theories, but I suppose I will never know for sure….

I am just really glad that he didn’t get so many that he had a Saturday detention. Because then I would have had to drive him and pick him up!!

Silent Sunday

Pictures of my kids and animals.

The Genius age 10, 2009


The Genius age 2. 2001
The Genius and my forever dog Amber. 2001
Joe Cool fishing. 2011
Big Boy Dakota. A wonderful, loving dog. Passed away in 2011
The Hunter. 2007.
The Hunter with a broken arm.
Joe Cool with Mickey Mouse 2010.