Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The alarm clock died. We tried switching the alarm clock that's in the bathroom, that's worse, you can't see the clock. I'm sure we both were stirring at 5am, but if you can't see the time, you fall back asleep. I heard his phone going off in the other room at 530am. That's his oh shit I better leave the house now alarm. And supposedly it was going off for 10 minutes. So he was late... they were ready to send out the police... this is the first time he was ever late to work, but it was only 15 minutes, life goes on.

I got a cleaning bug today, this time I am going to triple check the washing machine before I go upstairs. I can't believe how cold it is out there. My garbage cans went flying so I went out there to get them, and brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

They offered a new level 6 class at Gymboree this evening, so Jeff gave it a try. It was nice, but Jess is used to art class, and wouldn't take turns and follow directions, she just wanted to do her own thing, so I guess we'll stick with the art class for now.

Some parents just don't know how to make small talk. He said he was standing next to a few, and they would give one word answers, what ever happened to small talk, what else is there to do when you are standing there watching your kids. I noticed that too, when I used to take her.

Luckily that bitchy Mom wasn't there, but he did see her leaving when he was coming. He asked the teacher, she was previewing family art. Why would a woman with one kid preview family art, especially when her kid HATES art class, he doesn't want to get dirty, and the Mom does all the projects herself. Obviously she wanted out of that Thursday night class because of someone, who the hell knows. She was a freak, and ended up yelling at her kid the whole time, and was embarrassed when he would whine like a baby if he got dirty. What else is there to do in art class, but get dirty? And she hated how he doesn't know how to drink out of a cup like everyone else. She was strange. Hopefully she does transfer out of the Thursday class, Jeff will be happier. Even though he said he just blew her off with her side comments mostly referring to Jess if she was getting into trouble. Oh well. Kids will be kids, and parents will be parents. You meet all kinds.

Jon had no congestion at all today. I listened in on him twice last night, he sounded fine. This morning, I was waiting for it to happen so I could call the doctors, NOTHING. After all these days with congestion, and now today nothing, I don't get it. He did have a little when I was feeding him dinner, but then it went away. So maybe spitting up is related to his congestion. I think I heard the doctor say that last time. He didn't spit up as much today, so maybe that's it. Who the hell knows. They go for their well visit next Wednesday, I'll ask more questions then.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Most people in general don't make small talk it seems. Even when dealing in basic transactions, such as buying a movie ticket... you're lucky to get a grunt out of them. Jeez. I don't want to hear your life story but at least be nice and say please and thank you!

Clara said...

Yeah, I'm not asking for their life story. I just want to pass the time with some pleasant conversation.

Let's see, I think we have something in common, we are in a gymboree class, so I'm guessing our kids are around the same age, duh!!!!!

People just don't have common sense any more. I'm a shy person, but I know how to engage in small talk to be polite, especially if someone has started it.