If you have been following my blog for more than a little while, you might remember I was once going to be the PTA president of my children’s school and then the next week…I WASN’T.
It had to do with a post that the principal found ‘upsetting’. And since I could not promise to keep my big fat mouth shut about all the insanity tame my blog- I resigned.
Which I recently resurrected at OCFamily.com….because I am still just as mad and confused and wondering how my interpretation of church/state separation can be so different than Orange County school districts.
You can have one and I will have the other. And when we hang out together we can be all “Wonder Twin powers activate!” Immediately repulsing anyone younger than 38 who do not remember that killer cartoon. “Form of an Ice Bridge! Form of an Eagle!”
I also think these would make the most perfect wedding rings.
If like, say 12 year olds got married. Or maybe people who BEHAVE like 12 year olds and still play with Legos.
Either way.
They are cool.
Just pretend it is 1977 and you are sippin on some Tang or Nestle Quik Strawberry Milk and you got up early to catch a few cartoons before everyone else in your house woke up and changed the channel on you…
My two favorite quotes of this clip?
“Time to put our balls to the wall” and “Oh we’re trippin dude!”
This week the smart people at OC Family featured an article on Mom Bloggers, (read here) and I was lucky enough to have been interviewed for this and they included much of what I had to say…and photos of me as well. Now we all know how much I hate to be called a mom blogger right? Because I am delusional like to think I am MORE than JUST a mom blogger. But after reading this article I now wear the title a little more proud. I mean after all, mom bloggers are taking over the world you know. Oh, you don’t know?
Yeah well, get ready.
It’s happening.
Another groovy part of this February edition?
It included the first ever Glamorous Life Association advertisement!
Our last BlogCrush meeting was held at a fairly new place in downtown Orange called ‘Haven-Gastropub’…and let me tell you, I think they should consider renaming this place to HEAVEN. Great food (mac-n-cheese, serviche, sliders etc) and drinks GALORE. In addition to the full bar serving fancy this and that (try the Hibiscus martini while you are there) they also have every crazy beer from gourmet to standard. The atmosphere is comfortable and friendly, and the service is top notch. See Miss too-pretty-to-be-waiting-tables? Yeah she was remarkably good including keeping track of about 30 individual bills with a smile on her face…
I have plans to return for lunch on Valentine’s weekend with all the women in my family,
and I am looking forward to relaxing again in the new hot spot.
This is a photo of a cat I stole off the internet and placed my folder named ‘dream-vision’ many many years ago.
And I can’t believe how much they look alike.
(The actual World Famous Mozy)
I think it is important to be very specific about your dreams.
So I use photos to represent all the many dreams I have…and let me tell you..I HAVE A LOT.
I have a dream farm house with wrap around porch photo, a skinny me photo, a photo of a writing office (on the set of some amazing sit-com), an Emmy statue and even the cover of my it will take a miracle to get thru the copyright nightmare AdTalk book to be maybe published.
I figure it is all out there for the taking.
And it starts with me deciding what I want out of life.
Its Little League baseball season again. Something I used to complain about, but after surviving the nightmare of insane Pop Warner Football people and obsessed Club Soccer families….I now totally and complete embrace the sport of baseball. It fits us perfectly. The first couple of practices are always a hot bed of activity for the Parents. Due to this thing called ‘mandatory volunteer’ clause. Which is the best oxymoron ever. If it is MANDATORY then you are not volunteering right? But that is okay….I love helping out. Because as you know by now… I am THAT mom. The one who is all involved and happy to be there. The one wearing the team colors from head to toe. So I will be pitch counting the games, scraping, setting up and watering the field. Coordinating parties, working snack shack (a whole ‘nuther thing people) and applying band-aides and more. (We have the world’s best team mom* already. but yes, I did volunteer to do it. Cuz I am insane.)
So you might be surprised by what I have to say today.
I am over the team SNACK thing.
Do you know what I am talking about?
So when a new team is started a little list goes around and all the parents pick a day to ‘bring an after the game snack’. The boys on our team are ages 9-11, not toddlers or even infants who have to eat something every 3 hours. I am pretty damn sure my kids can wait till after we get them home to eat. And the majority of our games are at 6:30 at night. Meaning we will be ending about 9:30. What the hell is an appropriate snack then? A warm glass of milk?
So let’s say your kid just has to have a snack. Just HAS to eat the very minute the game is over……well, here is a radical idea…..
How about YOU bring YOUR OWN kid a snack?
This would also eliminate the whole ‘snack-one-upness’ thing that goes on. The first week someone brings a granola bar and a juice, the following week that mom has to try to out-do…so she brings cookies and Gatorade. After a few weeks it has progressed to custom baseball themed cupcakes and ice cold glasses of milk or even pre-packaged $6 baseball themed box-snacks. If you are assigned one of the last games of the season you start to consider bringing in a caterer or a roach coach to feed these poor hungry children who had to go a whole THREE hours without eating and are surely to pass out and die if they don’t get nourishment before they drive the 10 minutes home after the game.
If they had needed me to be the team mom, the first thing I would have implemented was getting rid of the team SNACK thing.
While reviewing our current game snack assignments for the season, I mentioned my idea to Jack. He of course looked me in the eye and said
“No Snack? Mom, that is un-American.”
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Can anyone explain to me the point of these team snacks? Do you feel differently? Agree?
*Like to add that I am thrilled the boyz got on this particular team. Not only are they the best coaches in the league. But the team mom is kinda famous for her efficiency! And don’t worry I promise to bring really good snacks still.:)
“Right after this photo was taken, Keith dropped Brooke to the floor. He blamed her ‘slippery top’ but we all knew he was getting even for her ‘you look almost as good as John Travolta in that suit’ comment made earlier.”
I say we bring back the SATIN fashion trend.
For men, for women…for everyone!
So we can all have that cool slippery sensation… when we roller skate.