It's THAT time of YEAR! Showing how weird I am

This, to me is the worst time of year! Not only because funds are lower because of Christmas shopping, and the icy cold, and my dry winter skin, and pasty winter face, and chapped lips, and static cling hair, and having to WARM your car up before you can drive (so you have to wake up earlier) but MOST OF ALL....because of the sickness.
Now I can handle a cold. I do not get scared of getting colds. If you have a cold, I might even drink out of your cup! No biggie to me. It is an excuse to get out of doing things you do not want to and gives you an excuse to lay in bed and sleep. AHH!
There is something going around, every February that I am SCARED TO DEATH of.I am not a crazy scared person about ANYTHING. I dont care about spiders, or snakes. I love ghost stories, and blood doesnt make me lose it.I am terrified of VOMIT! It has stopped me from nursing,a nd actually made me develop social anxiety...I'm so scared of that VIRUS! I have a phobia of this,actually...and this virus spreads like wildfire.Go figure! I would rather have both legs broken then have the stomach flu, and one leg broken than be around ANYONE who has it. If I hear someone has it, not only do I have to ask lots of questions to make sure that maybe it was not the virus, yet something they ate (to clear my anxious mind) but I also want them to be quarantined.
Some people act as though it is no big deal!!!!!!!!!! OMG! If you plan a wedding, spend thousands of dollars on it, and you get the rotavirus on the BIG DAY, guess what! The bride is going to be M.I.A unless you want to see her projectile vomit and have a bad case of swamp pants along the isle. No medicine can put it to ease, not even for a little bit. YOU ARE OUT OF COMMISSION! No control! Look, it happened to Bush Sr when he was having dinner at the TABLE with some peeps in JAPAN! It can happen to anyone,at any time.
I have read up on ways to avoid getting it, and KNOCK ON WOOD, I havent in a few years.KNOCK ON WOOD KNOCK ON WOOD KNOCK ON WOOD!!!! But Andrea has, and remember, I have a hard time being around anyone who does have it. Of coarse I take care of her, but I do cry a little. I try not to! OMG, that is the scariest thing EVER for me! She doesnt know I cry, because she is crying, but I cry!
This phobia of mine makes me not want to take any vacation, have visitors, or leave my house from Dec-March...but especially February! I do anyways,but when I hear it is going around our town (which I heard yesterday) I go into panic mode, and have the "dont put your fingers in your nose,ears or eyes, talk a few times a day, and wont kiss or share drinks with ANYONE" . I dont ACT like a lunatic, but I secretly think like it,and try my best not to let the world see me as I use my sleeve to open doors,use forks for french fries, and wash my hands excessively! UGH, I know I sound like a weirdo, but I had to tell SOMEONE, because no one really knows..........and I am freaking out inside.
Lord,
I know that fear is not a gift from you, and is not of you. I am sorry that I hang onto this fear, and everyday I will make a conscious effort to trust and have faith in you, and not this fear from the enemy.
In Jesus Name I prey,Amen


Hey!!! People are scared of a lot worse. I saw a women who was scared of pickles on tv, so LOCK IT UP! :)

So Far,Not so Good

Okay, I have only been to two sights but they are both exactly alike. Both sites ask you to download the "coupon printer" to your computer. WHY?(I don't like that) and then most of the cupons are for things you do not buy a large amount of, and arent even on your list. AND...the other half is for beauty products, or flowers or Victoria's Secret. SO, is it really helping to save us money when you flaunt 15% off of any purchase of $100 or more, in our "just going to get bread and milk" faces? I don't think so.
So Far.... For Groceries
http://www.shopathome.com/ is not the way to go. (But you CAN find okay coupons for Seven Jeans ,Bebe,American Eagle,Apple, Victoria's Secret, or even Benefit, Bare Minerals, and Neutrogena,etc.) And THEY DO give away free things with purchase at some stores.

Let's see what else I come up with. I have 7 hours Remember,the goal is GROGERIES (telling myself this) :)

8:46am
I just realized that EverSave or http://coupons.smartsource.com/WEB/index.aspx?Link=BVVLEN2ZW4LXY <---- that is the page you get to once you filled out all of the crap)
has some good coupons (I am not sure if they work or not yet) but you do have to go through a lot of promotion pages. But you still have to install crap!UGHHHH, I don't trust that.


It's 12:59...and still no luck. But I got a coupon for FREE Chocolate Chex MIX! YAY!!!!!!1
I feel like I am giving up...but I'll try not to....whomp,whomp!

JUST AN IDEA! SAVE SOME $$$$

I have to go Grocery Shopping this weekend (UGH!) and Nick has given me an assignment. He wants me to see what I can get for $50! He said that I need to learn how to budget, because I can not do it in a grocery store. I CANT! It's true!....But thanks to my new friend at http://afrugalfriend.blogspot.com/ maybe I can! I am going to be clipping as many coupons (the 20 year old me from my past is embarrased of the 26 year old me in the present) HAY! THESE ARE HARD TIMES!!!! and I am going to let you all know what I got, what I spent, and what happened! I will even take pics (I saw a woman on Oprah spend like $.97 and get a TON). Wish me LUCK! I'll take a pic of my reciept and post it Monday!
If y'all know of any coupons that can be printed, post it as a comment, and if you know of any friends who do this type of thing, please refer them here, and to http://afrugalfriend.blogspot.com/. As usual, if you post a comment, I will do the same,and when I find something really cool, and useful,I'll start giving credit for it, here!!!! Also, if you want to do the same and compare, that would be GREAT!!!
I never liked the old ladies with the coupons in the grocery stores very much.....but now I wish I would have made my words a little sweeter, cause here I am soppin' up with gravy!!!
...let some lil devil give me the ol' stink eye in line! Peggy will jump out of me and lay it down! (Peggy is my Gma..tell ya more about her later, that's a post you WONT believe...kinda saving it for The Mothers)
oh, and please check out http://jackie-ohhhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/recession-tips-for-divas.html and tell me what you think :)

Relevant Poem that I was just reminded of!!!

It is so nice to see something like a poem, that you had on the tip of your tongue for years, written out ,word for word,exactly as you wish you would have remembered it all those times you wanted to.

Mr.Brace had us memorize this poem in the 6th grade. I couldn't remember ALL of it. Just the line in BOLD. I think that one proved to be important later on in life. For it's own personal reasons.

Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will

When the road you're trudging seems all up hill

When the funds are low and the debts are high <-----How many of us know how that feels?

And you want to smile

but you have to sigh

When care is pressing you down a bit

Rest! if you must; but don't you quit!!!!
Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out

Don't give up, though the pace seems slow;

You might succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than it seems

to a faint and faltering man,

Often the struggler has given up

When he might have captured the victor's cup.

And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,

How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out;

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;

It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit!!!!!!!!!!!

I think Andrea and I are going to start memorizing this tonight!

The most annoying girl on EARTH!

I post quite a few random blogs per day, about whatever I am thinking at the time. Seeing Sia's haircut below, made me think of my boyfriends, brothers, kinda ex! Why do I judge her so harshly? I have tried and tried to like her, and she has not REALLy done anything to me. I know how Jesus feels about feeling this way, and I am ashamed that I do it, but this girl DRIVES me CRAZY! Everytime I try to love her, and ignore her bad qualities, someone HAS to call me up to tell me, or she rubs one in my face. I almost gave up going to my boyfriends family functions, because I felt so bad that when she is there, all we do is gossip about her. Even when I don't join in, I hear it, and I make judgements.But she drives me NUTS! I dont understand.
Nicks brother and her break up, and then whenever he moves on to meet someone new, she comes running back for him Then once she sees that he has latched on to her again, she breaks it off. They are both kind of pathetic.
I believe everyone has good and bad qualities and that we are not all flat characters. I will say that her bad qualities, outweigh her good ones WITH ME, and my boyfriends family, but then again, she could be saying the same about me. SO I can't really talk. What I can tell you is that I just can't stand the girl! She was raised middle class, by a Father who has drove the same car for 20 years to give his daughters everything they needed,wanted,etc. He sent them off to great colleges, and paid for their weddings. He was the All American Father, raising All American Girls. Accept one of the girls (you guessed it) cheated on her boyfriend, and was even having an affair while the Wedding was in planning. She complained about her "controlling husband" yet talked to my boyfriends brother (who is not a saint either) on the phone all during her honeymoon, about how much she missed him. She later left her husband, and moved Nicks brother in.She drinks wayyyy too much (gets violent with random people when she drinks), is way too loud when she isn't drinking, knows everyone, and something about Everything, brags about her sorority and job as a Pharmaceutical Rep.(nothing isnt related to these two things in conversation-NOTHING), and the Dr.s She knows, and the Junior Women League she leads(its a very very small town, no bragging rights for a bunch of rich gossipers there), and the $$$ her sister's husband has. Her house is cute, she dresses cute, neither is extraordinary. She scrapbooks,and loves Lily Pulitzer (gag) and Vera Bradley (those things never bothered me before. I have never purchased either, but my BF did buy me some Vera Luggage, that I am now ashamed to carry)! All of these things wouldnt bother me (a few of my best friends were in sororities) if it werent HER saying them, and she didnt fit into this MOLD!I like to Scrapbook (I just found out, thanks to you gals)... I have friends who more money than I do, and well paying jobs. My boyfriends brothers NEW girlfriend has a much better job than me or his ex, and I love her to pieces, but his EX DRIVES ME NUTZ! What bothers me even more is that he can not make up his mind who he wants to date. The sweet, humble, much prettier, much more down to earth Julie, that his family and I LOVE, (who has the opportunity to stay in town if she chooses, with her company *she is a traveling Physical Therapist* or move away this summer for a new assignment) or this crazy, violent, alcoholic,self-proclaimed "socialite",stereotypical southern bitch, KNOW IT ALL, Allie!!! AND SHE IS NOT PRETTY, at all! I have nothing against people with mental illness. Actually I worked in a group home when I was younger and loved the people I worked with deeply, so please excuse this remark...but she looks like she has Down Syndrome, and doesn't!!!! The girls that I worked with THAT HAD DOWN SYNDROME were beautiful, but you get my point!
Its none of my business, but it sure does make holidays a lot more enjoyable when you like the company you keep, and I am supposed to go up there when the weather warms up. I will probably have to sit down for dinner on Friday night with DUMB ALLIE and listen to her CRAZY ass talk about her RED HAT CLUB (jk-im sorry,"Jr.Womens Leaugue, ha ha) and insist that we go to Mexican so she can get drunk and show off her sloppy spanish, and then feel so bad about it when I see Julie the next night. She is just sooooo mellow,easy going and nice...not to mention, both Nick and I agree she is a beauty, with a good head on her shoulders.
I usually refuse to attend anything that Allie is going to be at,but that causes problems. I just can't do that to myself (she is obnoxious...DID I TELL YOU THAT she talks to the waitors at the Spanish resteraunt in Spanish???? UGH!) or Julie. What should I DO?

Sia-SOME PEOPLE HAVE REAL PROBLEMS

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SITS Bedroom Bliss (I want this so bad, that I do not want to share)

SITS is giving away a Bedroom Bliss Package, and HOW BAD DO I WANT THIS????!!!!!!!!
You don't understand! I would be even more exited to SPRING into SPRING with ALL of THIS for the bedroom! You get
* 500 thread count sheet set (You choose the size). Yep, 5oo-not too shabby!

*A set of 2 Memory Foam Pillows. Have you ever used these? They are the best! Just like laying your head on a cloud, or better yet a soft MARSHMELLOW....kinda.
PLUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
* little extras like:
Sheet spray, decadent lotion and candles.Ohhh La LA!
A set of soft and uber comfy luxurious spa towels.
ALSO.......... a $30 gift Card for Target~! In case they forgot anything (doesnt sound like it to me, but a relaxing c.d would put the icing on the cake. Does Target sell Wine???)
Also, the winner's blog will be featured as their Friday Favorite, the first Friday of March!
Go check it out! Or dont...so my chance of winning is better ;)

Why you need to be told "He is Just Not That Into You!"

Okay, for those of you who LOVED this book....go here! http://a-nut-in-a-nutshell.blogspot.com/2009/02/hes-just-not-that-into-you-cd.html for an AWESOME GIVEAWAY!
I hated the book, but I still want the Giveaway!
How many times have you heard someone quote this book? I know I have. If you have never heard of the book, let me clue you in.
It's a scam. This big "reformed" jerk, Greg Berherdt, tells us "idiotic" women, in a very blunt way, what -IF WE WERE TO USE OUR BRAINS, we would already know. I could write this book. AND I'D PROBABLY DO A BETTER JOB!
Not only is this ridiculous book (that I learned NOTHING from, but did quote to an ex an expert from, just to validate my point. WHY didn't he tell me NOT to do that?huh?) a no brainer and a way to rip off clueless women (I bought it, hoping to find something I had never heard, instead I was just PISSED at my sex for being such dumb dumbs) but NOW it is going to be a FANTASTIC movie!!! WITH a GREAT CAST, that I am probably going to see, which will put more $$$ in this asshat's pockets (I hear the soundtrack is awesome too!).
I can't be mad at Greg, he did sell common sense to a group of people who just weren't using their own, but I just don't like him. I think it is the frosted hair.HE is tooo into himself. Just look http://www.gregbehrendt.com/ Almost anyone who got their "name to fame" from the Oprah show, except Dr.Oz, makes my skin crawl.( Who hasn't been helped by the fact that Poo is supposed to be shaped like an S?) Sorry Dr.Phil, You too! You freakin' jackass.
Anyways, this Mr. Behrendt gives advice to women on love, from a man's point of view. Most of it is negative, and makes us look like petty little cry babies. He almost ALWAYS says that" he is just not that into you". Wow. No wonder so many women are untrusting these days.
I will admit in a heartbeat that most of the men you meet are not going to have your best interest at heart. Are they all Scumbags like this Greg character, claims that HE used to be (way of tooting your own horn and bragging about your"old ways" to me) NO! I think for a more in depth, honest approach into relationships and the opposite sex, you'd be better off reading " Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus: A Practical Guide for Improving Communication and Getting What You Want in Your Relationships" than this crap.
Not ALL men are dogs. Many of them, but many women are bitches too! I have known many women to cheat, and leave the good men at home waiting. I have known many women not to call the man back, and I have known many women to use a man. Not for sex, but for money or whatever else. By accepting that NOT all MEN are jerks, and that WE too make mistakes, we are accepting responsibility for half of the problem, and by doing so, we are putting aside the "victim" mentality.
A few of my friends ALWAYS date the biggest jerks! ALWAYS! They just "find" them. After years and years of listening to "Jennifer" ( I'll call her that) complain about how "HORRIBLE" this guy made her life, and how "MISERABLE" this guy made her. I finally said something to her.I had her over a few weekends ago. I made dinner and we rented a movie. Every other sentence out of her mouth was about how big of a dick this guy who she WAS dating was, and how GREAT this guy she just met is. How this reminded her of him, that did, he did this, is he gonna call, blah blah blah. I finally said "enough!" "Jennifer, YOU are going to chase this guy away, if all you think about is HIM! Not because he wont like YOU, but he will sense that you just need SOMEONE, ANYONE...and that will be a turn off, you have to like YOU, have SOME independence,and sense of self with out HIM". She thinks that she does, but by the end of the night, she understood and was like "OMG, am I THAT girl?" I nodded and said "yes". I have another friend named Abigail who is the SAME exact way. She goes from boyfriend to boyfriend, and smothers them. All of her friends are HIS friends, and you don't hear from her unless they are in a fight. She does what EVER they like, whether it is hunting, or snowboarding, etc.etc. She also becomes the jealous girlfriend, and if they break up, wants to end her life.
ALL OF THE GUYS that my friends here are dating are NOT jerks! As a matter of fact, I wouldn't tell them this, but If I were a dude, I'd steer clear of them, because when it ends, YOU ARE going to be labeled the biggest SCUMBAG!
There are more girls out there like this, who have no sense of self without a man, than you think, and those are THE ONLY girls who could benefit from this book, but because it is like a sickness or addiction for them, they wont!
Are there OverDater Anonymous Groups, just wondering....there should be.
It may sound cliche, but YOU DO have to LOVE yourself before anyone else can love you! Maybe not always, but IT is much healthier to.

I dont expect anyone to read unless you have a lot of time on your hands. Very long

The Assignment: Write about someone you wish you saw more of.

The person in my life that I wish I saw more of is Amy .
God sent Amy to me when I was 8 years old. Actually he sent me her sister, who told me where to find this thing called "Amy" and when I looked for it, it was nowhere to be found. Amy then found me one day.That day changed me and my entire life!

While playing Barbie's alone on a picnic table in our apartments, I saw a young, tan blond woman jog in MY direction. She had small runner shorts and it confused me why she was running....from nothing. She took a break to sit down beside me, and put out her hand, as if to shake mine. I looked at her in awe as she said, chest out, very confidently "My Name is Eva! What is yours?". I knew this was the way that other 5 year olds started playing together from school, but I had never seen a beautiful woman who had to be at least 20 (all pretty women were 20 to me at this point in my life. All of my Barbies were 20, and so was Vanna White)introduce herself this way. I liked Eva. She asked me about my dolls,and about my favorite this and that, and then said "I gotta run, ha ha- my sister,Amy, is a few years younger than me and her bedroom window is right THERE (pointing) if you ever want to play with anyone. Knock on that window, she would love the company."
I said ok, and off she went. I was puzzled by this beautiful woman, but also exited. I felt like a celebrity.
A few days later I decided to knock on Amy's window.My knuckles barely tapped through the screen and onto the glass, and with a quiet knock, no one answered. I was probably 10:00 am, and to me that was late, but I realize now that she was probably sleeping.
I forgot about this and went on my way.
Months later I decided to skate around the parking lot. We lived in a very nice complex on the South Side, and many families would walk their dogs, or roller blade, and some single women would jog.
As I skated a huge Chocolate Lab chased me, and behind him ran a very tall, blond woman who was wearing a magenta windbreaker suit (keep in mind this was the early 90's). As she ran, she called to the dog and when we all came to a stop she said "HEY!!! My Name is AMY! What YOURS?" with a big smile on her face. She had on magenta lipstick and long magenta fingernails and had long bleach blond hair. To a child, these things mean a lot! At least to me. I talked to her for a while, and she told me that she was watching the dog for a neighbor and that she was going to take him in, and that I was welcome to come into her house for french toast. (My mother actually saved me from Amy's cooking that day, she once made me frech toast with pumpernickel bread.)
I ran home, and my mother was terrified. She said "I told you not to talk to strangers, and certainly not to go in their homes. You'll stay in for the day". I ran to my room and cried.
The next day Amy drove past me in her sports car as I was playing with my Barbie Dolls and asked me why I stood her up, in a loving, joking voice. I said "My mom says I cant talk to you. You are a stranger" .She asked me which apartment was mine, and when she returned, she knocked on our door and introduced herself to my mother. Amy sat in the floor and played with me every day until my mother was convinced that she wasn't a stranger. My mother said she knew that Amy was special, harmless and different after one day of us playing, she said that if I didn't "share my toys, she was going home" and that is just what she did. My mother would talk to Amy (who was actually 23) in the kitchen and they became great friends. Amy was lovable, and very smart. She looked like a supermodel, standing at 6 ft and it was hard (even at 8) not to notice that she was VERY busty. She wore bright colors, bright lipstick, and tanned often. What was more noticeable about Amy was her bold, yet caring personality. She was confident, and very articulate, yet she could talk to anyone, any age, and make them feel like they were special to her. Old people, young people, even animals loved Amy! They would flock to her. She got everything for free.
My Mother started letting me go to dinner and shopping with Amy. I would have sleepovers at her house and she took me to The New Kids On The Block Concert and let me wear magenta (MORE LIKE FUSICA-LOL) lipstick! She would pick me up from school, and we would go ice skating, and swimming in the summer. Summers were the best because she would take me to her parents house who lived in Conway,SC, which was only a few minutes from the Beach. Her dad would take me to church on Sundays, and we would pick up a few poor kids that I hated sitting next to ( I was a kid, geez) on the way there. He would then drop them off with bags of food in their hands , and we would have to go into their house and talk for a few minutes. One time he asked me if I wanted to go skating,I said "yes". Amy did my hair all pretty with ribbons and a french braid, and Eva ( a fashion merchandising Teacher) picked out my out my outfit and Mr.Wood escorted me to the skating rink. He gave me my first real gold earrings for a late Birthday present.They were seashells, and they were the fanciest things I had ever received.
When I arrived, with Mr.Wood as my Chaperon, there sat the two poor kids. Sonoco was the older chubby girl, and Wendel was the chubby boy who was my age, who looked really dirty. He chased me in circles around the skating ring, declaring his love for me. Eva and Amy rode together and I got to ride back from my Surprise Birthday Gathering with them, as they sang "Mr Wendell" and taunted me about my "new boyfriend". It was as though I had older sisters,finally.
They took me to Manhattan, and we shopped and spent many years in each others company. Amy took me everywhere with her, and my mother would have to approve of her new boyfriends before I went out with them (which I am sure the men who tried to desperately to get Amy attention, LOVED having to take an 8 year old to dinner on their dates).
When my parents bought our new home, Amy cried and so did my mother. It broke my heart. It was across town, and for birthdays, Amy and Eva would still send Balloons to my school, and surprise me by picking me up or having lunch with me.
Amy eventually got married, and I protested! I read a poem that I wrote at her wedding, and I couldn't stand her husband. I thought he was a "tight-wad" as I put it, and she told me that I should be happy she found her one true love, and that she wanted children. I thought I would die, and still to this day, its one of my biggest heartbreaks.I know now, that I was selfish, and that she had her own life to think about.I understand.
Amy and I used to see each other every few years at her fathers house. I love to visit with her and her family, although I am sad to say I have not met her youngest child and she has not met mine. Eva got married and finally settled down and although we all keep in touch through the net and phone, I miss them like crazy. We are planning a trip this summer.
Amy made a big contribution to my life. I was a lonely only child, with a lot to offer.In her own way, so was Amy. My mother and father did they best they could to give me what they could, and I know that it broke my Mothers heart that she had to work so often to give me what I needed, but she is grateful that I had these experiences as well. I know now what I need to do, to be a Mother and an "Amy: to my child. They should make more women like her!

Some More Verbal Vomit for ya!

Compulsively Yours left me a comment that said that she likes to do this, I thought it was sooo funny because my Boss's daughter (who I love) always says "thanks for the word vomit you left all over my shoes as soon as I walked in". Ha ha. Too funny! Why don't I think of these rude phrases to say? Oh,well.

I am a reformed BRAT! (depending on who you talk to, I am reformed. My Mother and boyfriend might beg to differ)That is why it is so upsetting when my daughter acts like a MANIAC like she did last night. I love her, but at 11pm last night, while she screamed from her bedroom for me to sleep with her, in the exorcist voice, that was the last thing I wanted to. I was scared to close my eyes.She was being mean!!! She doesnt usually do this. She doesnt usually try to "buck the system"! LOL. She likes the system. She likes going to bed at 8:30, and dinner at 6. She likes to do her reading time, and I think she even likes chores. Last night I let her watch Mama Mia. Oh, yeah-Can it!!! Seriously, LOCK IT UP! The movie doesnt say anything about sex. Just -"DOT DOT DOT"! My daughter just likes the songs. We scrapbooked and ate Haggan Daz and had take out, and I thought this was exiting. SHE DID GREAT ON HER REPORT CARD. I let her watch the American Girl movie to fall asleep. Obviously she likes the old movies better because they are boring, and she isnt as interested. HOW WAS I TO KNOW? Shoot me. I got her a new movie to fall asleep to. When the movie was over, she begged me to sleep with her because she was scared. No she wasnt. I know when she is scared, and when she is using this against me. This was one of those times. Then she told me it was my "fault because I let her stay up until 9pm" .I was mad that she said this, but let it go. Not until she screamed at me from the other room was I PISSED OFF! IS she becoming a demanding diva? I hope not. I was a BRAT, but never that BOLD!
I didnt have to be. My mom worked after I got out of school. She made better money at the Restaurant then she did at an office job. She went in at 3pm and came home at 11pm. My dad was nocturnal. He worked the night shift for a printing company, and he was SUPPOSED to sleep when I was at school. Usually he slept when I was home. I got to stay up as late as I wanted. I got to do my homework, when and IF I wanted. I remember writing a paper and leaving it out for my mom, and her throwing it away and saying that I could get sued for Plagiarism for what I did. I WROTE THE PAPER! I didnt copy it! Oh, well. I quit doing my homework then. I passed by the skin of my teeth. I did NOT buck this system, at all! I liked it (and payed for it later, on my own. I really do learn my lessons) My mother bailed me out of bad situations a few times, but went things with my parents went sour, the money wasn't there to bail me out, and I had to learn on my own. The very hard way. Like I said, I learn MY lessons. If I have to take care of a situation with NO help, I learn quickly!
Andrea is NOT like me in that respect. She IS definitely too smart for our own good, but she HAS to have order. SHE HAS TO HAVE IT and LOVES IT! Maybe I would have to if I were given it. I dont know. I know I liked going to other families homes, and would pretend I had chores. SO I probably would have been the same.
But ONE night without order!!!!!! I thought she would have been happy and grateful .I thought she would have fallen asleep with NO problems, and a big smile on her face. OMG, was I ever wrong. It was not the sugar. I drink sweet tea all of the time, she steals sips out of my glass before bed. Has for a while. She gets milk with meals, (juice in the morning) and water in between (it's better for your teeth) but she steals sips of my tea. I see her sometimes. So, I know she can fall asleep with sugar and caffeine. I can drink coffee before bed and fall asleep. I know for a fact that it was MY LACK of rules and fun loving spirit that made her turn into this yelling and screaming meanie head (for lack of better words). SO what, no more free nights? Only game nights on Thursdays with NO movies? I guess I should stick to what other parents do with (rewards on weekends) but she is going to her dads this weekend.
Now that I think of it, last time she got a big treat for good behavior, I let her have a pajama party with her best friend at our house, and she was mean then too. My child is normally very sweet and caring. She was MEAN that night. You think she is allergic to FUN?