Cheese With Your Whine?
9.15.2005
Decisions, decisions, decisions....Well this weekend is already proving to be interesting. I had planned to take a new playgroup mom to Ikea, but then my best friend Anna from HS called and is going to be in Stillwater for the OSU game and invited me to come up and hang out with them. How cool is that???
Pretty damn cool except that I have to get brakes on my car if I'm going to do that. I had been putting it off in hopes of trading it in. I got the dreaded phone call today from the dealership that I am too far upside down in my piece to get 'er done. The upside is that the problem is not, I repeat not, my credit! Happy dance.
Now I've got to try and get brakes sometime tomorrow before 6:00 which is when Taylor's 13th birthday party is. Dimwit that I am, I told Amy that I'd go to dinner with her tomorrow night. She's going through some crap and needs to talk and vent. Man to I put myself in awkward spots sometimes.
So, now I have doubly obligated myself for two days worth of fun. Who do I stand up? I *hate* flaking on people and having to cancel. But I don't think I'll see Anna again anytime soon since she lives in Denver. And a girl only turns 13 once. So I think that's what I'll do and the other two will have to wait for some other time.
I need a mental calendar that I can always have with me so that I know what the hell I'm supposed to be doing.
**Note to self: Buy birthday present!!!
When Erin and I were in Florida, she taught Rylee that my name is in fact NOT mama but is actually Cassy. Guess what that little booger calls me now? Uh huh. Especially is she's mad or if I'm not giving her my undivided attention. I get a loud "CASSY!" Thanks, Ms. Erin!
When that still doesn't help, she will holler for Aunt Katie. This is used quite often in the car when she's tired of being in her carseat. It starts out "Mama?" I reply, "Yes, baby." Then a louder "MAMA!" I again reply, "Yes, baby". Then she screams "MAAAAAAMMMAAAA!" I reply "Yes, baby". If that doesn't cause me to stop immediately and get her out (which of course it doesn't), she'll say "Cassy?" Here's where I start laughing (which probably doesn't help the situation..) and reply "Yes, Rylee". This repeats like the Mama scenario.
When all else fails, she will yell "KATIE!!!" at the top of her lungs. Like Super Aunt is going to swoop in from superhero world and save her. It's actually pretty cute, because once she finishes there, she's usually pretty happy.
I can't tell you how much I miss that girl when I'm at work. I love, and I do mean love, getting to go pick her up at school, see her run to me and shout "Mama!" and give me a bear hug and a kiss. It really does make my day better. God, I love her. So much it hurts.
In other news, Rylee was put in time out today. Twice. For two minutes each for climbing on things. Is that timeout worthy? I'm not sure how I feel about it.
The bossman is gone for a week. More happy dance. Today was a better day. Happy pills make for Happy Cassy. Bite me, Tom Cruise, Leah Remini and Scientology.
