Can you say brat?

Here is a text message from Monday.

Court: Umm Yeah? Your going to drive me to soccer at 8 right.

Me: Yes, but I will be cranky if you make me sit outside and watch.

Court: You have to sit outside and watch. And you have to like it.

Me: But… But… But…

Court: You can bring sweaters and blankets and a campfire if you wish.

Me: Yes. A campfire. That’s it. I will build a campfire, then police will come and put me in the nice warm jail.

Court: Sweet. I’ll talk them into letting me drive the stang home.

Me: Hmpf. I get sent to jail, and all you care about is driving the stang. Some daughter you are.

Court: I know right. :-)

Apparently I don't listen

Apparently I don’t listen


Here I sit at work, vaguely remembering that Court had told me that she has a soccer game and that I need to pick her up after work. For the life of me, I don’t remember what day it was, is it today? I think it must be. Because she works tomorrow and Wednesday. Oh and I’m not going to have the camera to take pictures for her CAS hours. Because I didn’t remember that either.

Now that’s not really too bad. Oops, I forgot. My bad.

Except…

Yesterday, she called me at 1:30 because I was supposed to pick her up after her practice, and I don’t remember her asking me AT. ALL.

Except…

Saturday morning Pat had a paint ball party to go to. For whatever reason, I thought the party started at 9am. So we got up at 7:30 ish on a Saturday morning. Hit the road at 8:00 to get there by 9. As we are getting lost, which is another post unto itself, Pat informs me that it doesn’t start until 10, and that he told me this a dozen times. DOH! In the end we got there at the time we were supposed to because I got so very very lost.

Except...

That Saturday morning when Pat and I got lost, I called the company and got directions, and got lost even further. I had to call the company three times to get to where I needed to be.

Reading some Cards

*sigh*

You know. I take my cards to work. I should actually take a break at work and read some.

Alright, so three cards. Situation - Advice - Outcome

*shuffle* *shuffle* *shuffle*

I saw tarot cards at the dollar store a few months ago. I thought about picking some up, but I didn't bother. Now I wish I had. They were a very poorly constructed Rider Waite deck. Bad. Bad. Bad. They wouldn't have worked for reading AT. ALL. But they would have been great for scrapbooking.

Anyway.

*shuffle* *shuffle* *shuffle* Gah. I don't want to look at them. :-(

Can I procrastinate any more.

*shuffle* *shuffle* *shuffle*

Hey, that girl looks like Laurie Lauchlan on 90210.

Yea, I know. Get to it.

*shuffle* *shuffle* *shuffle*

three of cups - three of swords - The Magician

Three of Cups

Friendship and community. :-(

Yea, I know what that's about.

Three of Swords

People usually confuse this card. And discuss a broken heart. A broken heart suggests emotion. Cups are emotion. There is emotion in my first card. This card is about thoughts and communication. And the pain associated with thinking bad thoughts. Which of course leads to a broken heart. But they are not the same thing.

The Magician

Ah. Yes. Power. And taking back my power. And not letting someone else have the power.

Doing things that need to be done.

This is a card about a life lesson, and it's right at the beginning.

It is what it is.

Well, I'm going to bed now. But I'm going to meditate on these cards and get some more insight.

5

My to do list for this evening

Everytime I start to think about what I need to do tonight, the list gets longer and longer. I’ve been putting stuff off, and now it’s just a never ending list.

So here goes;

I have to make two pounds of beef jerky, I have to clean my craft nook, it would be nice to be able to start a scrap book page, or a card, I have to play at least 30 minutes on the guitar, and 30 minutes on the Wii Fit. Oh yea, I still haven’t gotten that damn Mii yet, so I have to do a couple grand prix’s on Mario Kart. Luc wants me to help him with a couple of signs. I NEED to watch Big Brother too. And somewhere in there, I have to pick Courtney up from work, and take her to the soccer registration.

I also thought about an interesting Tarot project. One of the topics on H! yesterday was Haiku your day. I love Haikus. Love them. So I thought, how about a Haiku for each card.

Here’s a couple to start

The Fool

A new beginning
Listen to the voice inside
Head not in the clouds

The Magician

You have all the tools
Use them to your advantage
Watch the magic act

They can "Kiss my Grits"

So, Luc, Court and I are sitting watching TV last night when the phone rings. It’s Court’s school. They have an automated message center where they can call out prerecorded messages to parents. It’s a pretty cool idea. And it was pretty handy last year when the school had all that trouble.

Anyway, the message last night was that school was starting tomorrow and that the students were required to have their $50 student fees in either a money order or certified cheque. They weren’t going to accept cash or personal cheques. WTF!!!!

You call me 12 hours before school starts, after the banks are closed and say that my kid needs a money order or certified cheque. WTFever.

So off Courtney goes to her room after she throws a hissy fit because I’m not going to take time off work to go get her a money order from the bank in the morning, and pulls out the letter from last year, calls one of her friends about the phone call and comes back with letter in hand that says they will accept cash.

I told her “Good, you take the cash and your letter and if they have a problem with it, they can call me”

The freaking nerve. GAH!

I had a Mom flashback. I can’t remember where she got it from, but I can remember her saying “They can KISS MY GRITS” LOL. Funny stuff. I had to look it up. Flo from the sitcom Alice used to say it.

Anyway, later on Luc went to go get some groceries and get the cash (back) for Court. There was a woman in front of him that got the $50 cash back too and gave it to her son that was standing with her.

On a positive note though, at least the phone call worked and I’m sure there are at least two students that have their $50, regardless of mo

Summer's Over

Well that's it. The last long weekend of summer. The last of our camping for this year. School starts on Wednesday.

We were camping this weekend at Riverland. We were in swamp land. We couldn't even sit out under the awning in the rain the ground was so soft. We ruined the lot with our truck. It was bad.

I'm really not impressed with our camping this summer. It doesn't feel like we did nearly enough.

With Luc not working, we didn't do much camping in July in preparation for our big trip, but it seems like it's been raining since we went.

We were talking again about going seasonal again. Especially with weather like we've had. It's just plain gross camping in the rain. Even in a motor home. Blech. But I think we decided against it again.

Now that we are seeing all the different campgrounds, Riverland really isn't that shit hot, to be honest. We like the people and we know most of them, but when it comes right down to it, it's not worth the money that goes into paying for it.

I was just thinking that we went to Luc's parents at the beginning of October last year in the hard top. Maybe we will make one more trip in the motorhome. That would be a good time to go.

Either that or I think I will spring a trip to Toronto, to see Terri Clark for our anniversary. Oh wait, I'm the fan not him. hee hee.