Adventures in Babysitting

Stories from the Olson family

Monday, November 15, 2010

ARG!

I'm usually a pretty cheerful, happy individual, but today i'm feeling unusually cranky. Sometimes people just plain irritate me. So today, here's my top ten list of irritating behavior:

10. taking all of the toilet paper on the roll, except for the last 2 squares, especially that last square that always sticks to the roll.
9. turning at 3 mph. REALLY? You have to slow down 500 feet before your turn and then slow down to 3 mph to turn?? COME ON!
8. People with really small feet.
7. Scientist with "facts" about the sun. The sun is like 10 billion degrees. I don't buy it. How do they know? Any thermometer that might be able to even get close enough to the sun would melt. They don't have a clue, they're just guessing. Well today, I'm calling them on it.
6. People who don't say "Bless you" when someone sneezes. Not even a "kazoontight", nada, nothing, that's just rude.
5. Travis when he "puts the dishes away." I know what you're thinkin', cuz it's the same thing my momma told me, "You should just be happy he's doin' the dishes." Well, I would like for at least the spoons to go with other spoons, and things to end up at least in the kitchen. I found a spagetti tong in the bathroom. I'm not making this up. Granted, it was probably Maddie and/or Jason, but still, sorting is not that complicated.
4. Vernacular of facebook. That is the language of facebook that I dont' understand because I'm the only person in the free world who doesn't have a facebook account. Example: doppelganger, dopple-what?
3. People with quiet/well groomed/tidy-haired/dressed children.

ok, i don't feel so cranky anymore, so i'm out of things that really get me steamed. I just wanted to vent.

happy trails,

Friday, November 12, 2010

My Girlie

My little Girlie is changing. She's growing. Just today I noticed it. When I picked her and held her she felt bigger, different. Her little lets didn't snuggle around my waist like they always have. Her sentences are...sentences, not little ramblings and sounds. How do I merge my excitement for this indepedence with my feelings of loss over my little bitty baby girlie? I don't know how to, but I have to.