Happy Friday!!

As I was rushing to finish straightening my hair, it dawned on me how much I enjoy Friday's. Well, why shouldn't I? It's the end of the workweek. I have two days off from work. How could things get any better? And then… I thought about it a little more. And I realized exactly how much stock I put into waiting for Friday every week. To listen to my brain think about Friday's, it makes me sound very ungrateful and selfish.  Let me tell you, I really think I need to change my way of thinking about the workweek. I have to ask myself these basic questions. Did I wake up this morning? Was I able to get out of bed and walk with my own two legs? Am I healthy? Is my family healthy? Do I have a job? Do I have food? Do I have a house to live in? I could go on for days with these questions but I think you get the point. I may not like my job, but it pays the bills. I am sure you've all heard that saying "I may not have everything I want, but I have everything I need". That couldn't be more true. Sometimes, it seems like life is rough and nothing we do makes us happy. Just remember and think about it. Do you have everything you need? If that doesn't work and you are convinced your life is still going wrong every time you turn around, then just keep in mind. Someday this will all be a memory. Things do and will get better. Keep your chin up! Happy Friday!!

BOOBIES!!!!

My brain has been all consumed by my boobs today. Get ready to get personal and probably TMI. I am really large busted and I gotta say I am so sick of the hazards caused by my chest! If something falls into my shirt, I can guarantee I won't find it again for hours! I especially hate when food falls in. It's like having a built in snack machine!! No. . . I don't really eat it. My boobs also serve as a shelf and catch all. I could probably put a drink on my boobs and it would be perfectly fine. It also catches soup. I don't know what is about soup, but it just has to drip and live on my boob. It is so annoying! Not to mention they are a total work hazard! My younger students and the toddlers have a habit of using them as hand rests. And bras! Oh my hell!! Since I had my daughter, my boobs look like pancakes with bugged out eyes. Therefore, a push up bra is required by state (of my mind) law. The only good thing about the bra is there is so much padding, I could be freezing to death and no one would ever know! Other than that, the padding is like having a whole extra boob in each cup. I will never ever see my feet while I'm dressed. Plus, the padding shoves my boobs up so high, I feel like they are right under my chin . . . Literally. I could put my head down and rest my chin on my cleavage! I totally envy people with B & C cups! Well. . . This whole thing makes me sound absolutely nuts, but I hope someone out there can relate to my issue!

Quick Thought For The Night

I have some really interesting little characters in my preschool classroom. Some days, they are all adorable and I love them. Some days I wonder why I continue to work this job and count my new gray hairs. I have one little girl in particular. She is three and quite the spitfire! He favorite thing in the world is to stomp her foot and scream "NO!" at me. This is usually accompanied by a full blown tantrum. This week, she has decided I am ok and she likes me. But I am thinking I should be scared. Today she silently gets up from her nap mat, comes over to me, tilts her head down while looking up at me (like a demon from "Supernatural") and says "you didn't say bless you". At first I wasn't sure I heard her correctly. I asked her to repeat it. "You didn't say bless you."  She hadn't sneezed or done anything to warrant a "bless you". She had been just laying quietly on her mat. I responded with "I'm sorry. I didn't hear you sneeze". She glared harder and said "say bless you". I almost burst out laughing because she just looked so evil. I then said "bless you" and she turned around, walked back to her nap mat, and laid down. I guess I should consider myself lucky she didn't spontaneously combust into a ball of flames when I said "bless you". Lol!!

You Can't Fix Bitter!!

Super sad news yesterday. The mother of one of my coworkers passed away. It was not sudden or unexpected. She was very sick and they knew the time was coming. Here's the problem. This lady was not close to her mother at all. In fact, she told me she hated her and could wait for her to die. That is just sad in itself.  When she told me this, I tried to reason with her. I asked her if she could put her issues aside and just try to make her mother's last days peaceful. After all, this woman/mother wasn't a horrible person, she just wasn't as supportive as the co-worker would have liked her to be. The answer was a definite no. It was only about a week until I walked into work and heard the mother was in a coma and on life support. The co-worker was in her classroom. All of a sudden, as soon as people started to arrive for work, my coworker burst into hysterical fits of tears. Completely distraught over her mother's impending demise. She quickly arranged for someone to cover her classroom and left as quickly as she could. The next day, her mother passed.

Here is where my brain bubble is stuck. Maybe it's just me, but is it too much to ask someone to put their feelings aside when a family member they Little or no relationship with is terminally ill? Those visits before passing are the last times they would see them in has life time. I totally get it, if the person was a major abuser, then of course, there may be no hope there. But, because of an argument or hard feelings brought on during childhood, can they not be put aside or even forgiven? Maybe I am too forgiving? What do you think?

UPDATE: The coworker has returned to work this morning. Her mother just passed yesterday. And here she is. . . Just smiling and enjoying her morning, as if nothing happened. I conveyed my condolences to her. She shrugged it off. I don't get it! Maybe it's me??? Yea. . . It has to be just me. 🤔

Only A Dirty Mind. . . .

Would find adult shapes in something as innocent as an animal cracker. Really though. . . Look at the picture! Am I really the only one that sees it??!!

Flip it over and it's a cute little elephant! Now for the questions. Did the animal cracker people make it look like a ***** on purpose?? And the even harder question. What is wrong with me that I see that shape in a child's animal cracker. Yikes!

Yep. . . I've got problems.

Scary Stuff!

Good morning!! I am pretty sure, somewhere, there is name for the way my brain works. . . Or doesn't work. I feel like it has more epiphanies and mood swings than a swinging door. So this blog will be dedicated to my many completely and totally random thought bubbles that occasionally burst out of my mouth. Anyone who knows me is aware that the path from my thought process to my mouth is really really short. Am I offensive? Sometimes. So make a mental note, I am not trying to offend or hurt anyone with my entries. With that being said, feel free to follow along my journey of trying to stay sane and not give in to the American Horror Story like scenario in my head!