Tuesday, October 16, 2012

you're kidding, right?

Today, after Spanish and Art, I took my kids to one of their many bathroom breaks.
While at the bathroom, one of my kids (same as yesterday) pees her pants! Right in front of me!
But wait.
As I'm writing this girl a note to go to the nurse...
another girl pees her pants!
We were at the stinking bathroom!
What is going on with these kids?!
I swear...there's some kind of conspiracy going on.

Monday, October 15, 2012

so today...

3 of my kinders peed their pants.
All within 3 minutes of each other. (That is NOT a joke.)
And less than 30 minutes since the last time they used the bathroom.
Let me just say that we take THREE whole-class bathroom breaks a day.
Each one of those breaks lasts 15 minutes.
So that's 45 minutes of my day that I spend AT THE BATHROOM!
Do you know how much I could teach in 45 minutes?!
And another thing! I've sent home MULTIPLE reminders that each student should have a change of clothes in their backpack just in case.
Did any of the three perpetrators have a change of clothes?
So then I had to postpone my day by calling 3 different {angry} parents to tell them that they had to go home, get a change of clothes, and come and change their kid.
And that's pretty much the end of this ranting session.
Moral of the story: Don't  let 5 year olds drink water...like, ever.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

texting with a hunter

It's that time of year again.
Hunting season.
When this time of year comes around, it's all about the deer around here.
Ever wonder what the communication is like when your husband is 30 feet up a tree?
Well, here ya go:
FYI: I'm the grilled cheese machine. And I'm good at it. And my prices are steep.
And apparently acronyms are all the rage with hunters.
So clearly I have to join in too.

Happy Hunting Season.
xoxo, wife.

Monday, October 8, 2012

dear husband,

I appreciate that you plan to build a "beer cap" table.
I understand that it takes a long time to collect all those caps, and I even let you use my amazing canisters in the kitchen to store them.
That's right...I cannot even store sugar, flour, and coffee in my canisters.
No way.
They house the beer caps.
But I'm fine with that.
Not complaining at all...yet.
Here it comes though........

When you take the beer cap off of the beer, please kindly put it in the dang canisters!
I purposely let you use them because they are RIGHT THERE! Right where you take the cap off!

See? Right there...literally 12 inches from where you left the cap on the counter.
And if you look closely, I see another cap in the background...even CLOSER to the canisters! 
Good grief.
And while we're on the subject, you could also put your bottle in the recycling.
Just saying.

I still love you though.
xoxo, wife.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

an evening in kalamazoo

In celebration of a friend's birthday, we headed up to Kalamazoo, MI for a concert.
The band is called NeedtoBreathe, and we've been fans of theirs for a couple years, so we were very excited to go along.
First thing we did was head to Kalamazoo Beer Exchange for food and drinks.

The boys in the group consider themselves to be "beer aficionados," so this place was right up their alley. The restaurant had tons of different beers to choose from, and it was run like the stock exchange: the cost of each particular beer changed according to how many were being sold at the time.

The mac and cheese was not my favorite. I should've known that Gouda is not a good cheese to put into macaroni. Ty enjoyed his burger though. And I got to enjoy the after-effects of that burger whenever he burped during the concert. I swear that burger stuck with him much longer than it should have.

We had a good time at the restaurant and stayed for several hours.

Then after a quick walk through downtown Kalamazoo, we headed over to the theater for the concert.

The concert was amazing, and the entire show (including opening acts) was about 4 hours long. We had such a good time! It was a great way to celebrate a good friend's birthday.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

the hustler?

After a long day of work, I pull in the driveway this evening to see my husband talking with some strange man on the porch.
My first thought was that he was from a certain religious community (that shall remain nameless) and he was trying to convert us.
I figured Ty would give the usual, "Yes, we already have a church..." spiel and the man would be on his way.
But as I was putting my car in park, there he was at the front of my car, urging me to get out so he could show me the newest, most miraculous cleaner on the market.
He then proceeded to show me how the cleaner could clean my car, the oil off our driveway, the sharpie off a towel, the window on our front door (which will then not streak or smudge), etc. 
And of course it could also clean the carpets, the shower, the stove, the toilets, stains on the laundry, and all that.
And this one bottle of concentrated solution, when mixed with water, could make you like a billion bottles of cleaner, which should last you years and years and you'd never have to buy another bottle of cleaner again.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
Now...I'm usually one of the most skeptical people out there when it comes to stuff like this.
But I was pretty impressed by this man's demonstration.
And Ty was very obviously excited about it...standing on the deck, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
So I gave in and said we could get a bottle.

As soon as we got inside, Ty began mixing his new concoction, and my skepticism began to set in.
"I bet he had a special bottle of cleaner. Ours won't be as good. It's not going to work and we just wasted (an undisclosed amount of money.)

But Ty got to work dispelling my concerns. The stove is now spotless (no more grease.)
The shower looks much better.
The microwave hasn't looked like this in ages.

And this next one was what really did it for me:
In our area, we have a problem with rust in the water. 
There has been this ugly rust ring at the bottom of our bathroom sink for the longest time that I cannot get rid of.
Not even a Magic Eraser could take care of that sucker.
But look!

And so is my skepticism.
And my guilt at buying a cleaning product from a door-to-door salesman.

So I thought we had been hustled, but now I'm thinking maybe we should buy stock in this cleaner.
**If you'd like to try it, please contact us. We'll mix you one bottle for (an undisclosed amount of money.)

Monday, October 1, 2012

Couples who dress alike...

...will stay together forever.
Oh at least that's what I say.

I was getting ready for church yesterday, and put on my black argyle sweater.
Next thing I know, Ty pulls HIS black argyle sweater out of the closet not knowing I was already putting mine on.
I immediately got super excited, and he realized what he had done.

Then he tried to put his sweater away!
Oh no, no.
For some reason, Ty absolutely hates to match me.
I think it's cute.
So I put on my best pouty face and convinced him to wear it.
And it worked!

The best part was when his buddy and buddy's wife noticed at church.
Ty had to make sure they knew that he was forced.
I think they secretly thought it was adorable.