Thirty One

I LOVE purses. And now that spring is here-it’s time to buy that perfect new spring/summer bag, right??? Naturally! My friend Holly has just become a rep for the uber-cool purse/bag company Thirty One. So check out her site (see my link list below) to preview the new spring styles. Everyone is raving about the skirt purse (lots of cool, groovy fabrics to choose from)! See the catalog for details... I just placed an order for a colorful beach tote and had it monogrammed (I’m a sucker for initials!). Can’t wait to carry it on my beach and pool trips this summer. I will be the envy of suburbia! But don’t worry-you can have one too! Holly's contact info is on her site.

Local pals: I am hosting a party in April and will be sending out invites soon, so stay tuned for more details!!!

Meeting of the Minds

So chiro-guy and I have come to an understanding. I'm just not a 3 times a week kinda girl. Frankly-I can't think of anyone who I am willing to see that many times in a given stessful, overloaded week. Even if George Clooney wanted to hook up with me three times a week, I would have to look him in the eye and tell him like it is: "George, ol buddy. Twice is plenty." So chiro guy has "officially" put me on a twice a week regimine. I didn't have the heart to tell him-I made that "official" decision weeks ago. I just wanted to let him down easy and all. And I have to say-he took the disappoint well.

Nuts!

Check out my blog list and take a gander at Conn Party of Five. Mom friend and blogger Shelley tells a cute story about her youngest who's lately taken to discussing his "nuts" in the classroom... and one of the lil guys in the class informs her that his mom is gonna be emailing (tattle-telling!) her soon. I got a good chuckle about this! If my boys got told on for how often they use the word "nuts" then I would get nothing done-ever. I would actually have to hire a secretary to field all the calls. And really-I would welcome an email from a mom who's horrified by "nuts." It would fire the creative juices of my perverse potty mouth.

Oh...and I got a real kick out of Shelley's use of the "angry eyebrows" to chastise her youngest. Who by the way-I adore. Anyone who tattles on him-deserves a kick in the NUTS!

angry eyebrows

Just read a cute story by mom/friend blogger of connpartypffive about her youngest son who's been talking abut his "nuts" in his classroom. On hearing say this

Overheard

Big Kid: "Hey! I found it! Just where I left it!!!"

Funny how that works, huh???

For the record: My kids will NEVER be employed in the "finding it" department.

Big Kid Leaves the Nest

Big kid is taking his first trip without his parents to Washington DC with his 6th grade classmates over spring break. Naturally I am both excited and terrified to send my kid out into the world without his parental units to slap him back in line. And although big kid is generally well behaved-he has been known to be silly and forgetful. I mean-he's a 6th grader, for crying out loud. As you might imagine-my need to lecture/advise him on all possible contingencies has kicked into overdrive. I have already informed him, "This trip is not supposed to be fun! It is meant to be educational. I am spending all this money for you To. Learn. Something. You better come back smarter!" And he just blinks at me. I am seriously considering making a video of all my reminders/instructions and putting it on his phone-but I know he would delete it (who could blame him?). So tonight after our trip planning meeting, I informed him that we were going to have A Serious Conversation About Behavior and Consequences. His response, "But mom, do you have to sound MAD while you're telling me all this stuff?" Yes. Yes-I do. Because I am mad-mad that he is going to forget 87.3% of what I am telling him. And I have A LOT of important stuff for him to remember (or forget), dammit.

So I have come up with a plan. I have called my Jewish neighbor (think Jerry Seinfeld's mother) who is a chaperone on the trip, and she has agreed to be the boss of big kid, et al. And let me tell you something-Mrs R takes her position of being the boss SERIOUSLY (you should hear about all the different brands of diarrhea medications she is taking-just in case). Mrs R is not afraid to tell you what to do. Or how to do it. Or when to do it. Or why you should do it. Or what will happen if you do not do it. And she will loudly shout your name repeatedly in public. And you can bet she will call your mother afterwards. And to that, all I can say is Mazel Tov!

Where art thou, Spring Break???

This is kinda what it's like when teachers go on spring break. Teachers cutting loose can be a little awkward and uncomfortable to watch-even a little freaky. And trust me-it can go bad in a bald-headed second...

Can't wait!

Seven days and counting...!