Busy weeks ahead...

Yesterday I had an eye appointment and it was quite possibly the most frustrating appointment ever. You see, I have been having issues with things being blurry while I drive; Travis will point out something and I am unable to read it and at night I am just plain blind, a hazard to others and myself. So I went to the doctor because I am concerned for Clark’s safety. I want to make sure that I keep him around for a long time, plus he needs his mommy. The doctor ran the tests and then looked me straight in the eye and said, “you have better than 20/20 vision.”  WHAT??? No, it can’t be. So he had me look at a line on the chart and asked if I could tell him the letters. Well I am in my thirties, I am educated, and I know my alphabet… Uh yes, I believe that is either an O or a C, next is an E or an F, the next one is an H and the last one is a T. The reason that I could tell him this is not because I can CLEARLY see the damn letters; it is because I can make an educated guess at what capital letter is on the chart. HELLO!!! So the doctor then put a prescription to my eyeballs and asked if I could see the chart better and low and behold it was CLEAR! Um yes, give me that prescription and let me be on my way!

After the eye doctor I had a luncheon to go to across the street, it consisted of a lovely group of ladies getting together to say good bye to the neighborhood. We ate good food, had a few laughs, and watched the children play with each other for what might be one of the last times. During this luncheon the conversation turned to recent events at the middle school, events that make me think homeschooling is going to be the best option for our kids. You see apparently the principal announced over the loud speaker the other day that TEA-BAGGING would not be allowed at recess. THAT’S RIGHT, TEA-BAGGING!!! Are you shitting me? I cannot believe that 1) some kid is tea-bagging another kid at recess and 2) the principal is announcing it to the entire school! Can you imagine your kid coming home and saying, “Mommy, what is tea-bagging?” HOLY SHIT!!!

Those are my two funnies from yesterday, I’m sure today will bring more…

On another note, I am trying not to get overwhelmed with thoughts about our upcoming move but every day I walk out my front door there is a moving van at one of my neighbor’s house packing up their things. This gives me the itch to start throwing things out, to get rid of the clutter and dust collectors. Today is the area wide yard sale and I gathered things to get rid of. I’ve got necklaces and earrings that I never wear, purses that go unused, scarves that have never touched my neck, air conditioners that we won’t need in our new place, candle holders that just take up space, etc… Hopefully it will all sell.

Have you had any “holy shit” moments provided by something another adult has said to your kid?