Saturday, September 15, 2012

Hey, Camo Works!

One 11 year old boy.
One gilley suit.
Two horses, each with a rider.
Boy wearing gilley suit hides in bushes. As horses and riders approach, he stands scaring the living snot out of both horses, both riders, a few birds and one already anxiety-ridden dog.

Score one for the boy!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Oh The Horror! Otherwise Titled MAKE IT STOP


First day of school 2012. I have a Freshman and a 6th grader. New school. New home. Have I ever mentioned I don't do well with change? No? Well...I DON'T.

New School. New Priorities.

Talking to Dillon about attending a new school this year:

Me: So Bubba, what do you like about your new school? (I was thinking, the kids, teachers, food, recess...)
Dillon: High school girls.

Uh oh!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Out Of The Dark Ages and Straight Into The Dark

My parents are quite stubborn when it comes to advancing technology. They don't even like to use their answering machine. Computers? NO WAY. My sister did buy them a GPS unit but I have no idea if they have ever used it. Mom finally got a dishwasher a couple of years ago. Does she use it? Rarely. They have, however, learned to enjoy their cell phones. They have the basic version, it dials, it rings. That's all they need it to do. So a few weeks ago when Mom couldn't get it to work, she was really frustrated. She charged it and Dad looked at it, but they just couldn't get it to operate. Finally Mom gave in and went into the local store for their service.

The solution: "Ma'am, have you tried turning it on?"

Yep, I'm laughing.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Dial Nerd 1 1

Today in Tulsa:
Masen: MOM, oh my gosh, does that sign say geek rescue?
Me: Mimi...its a computer repair company.
Masen: OOHHhhhhhhh. (laugh, snort, laugh)

Yep, that's my straight A student.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

What? Huh?

(The Choctaws have changed a policy and I now have to see a psychiatrist before I can have my Zoloft. I need to blog the whole trying to get an appointment episode, but it exhausts me!)Now on to the blogpost:

What does it mean if you go see a "shrink" and she spends the entire time telling you about her life, her divorce, her ex, her struggle as a single parent going back to school and then says its nice to meet you, I'll refill your Rx and call if you need anything????

Do I bill her by the hour?