| I confess, I hate doing the tree... |
We finally put up our tree last night, and although it's beautiful when it's done I must confess. I hate doing the tree. Ugh! I hate putting all the branches in and fanning them out so I can have about 5 minutes delusion that there won't be any bare spots. I hate stringing the lights because I'm too cheap to go and buy a prelit one and all the ones I saw which were white were not the same size and hubby says "NO Downgrading!" I hate making sure the wire hooks were replaced with ribbon and all the ornaments are hung right and not below a certain level for breakable/fragile/sentimental ones. I just don't enjoy it. I would rather not have to deal with the anxiety of making sure everything is personal yet perfect and stays that way until the big day. It's shot my nerves for many a Christmas now. I will be a softy and say that I do like taking out my old ornaments. A few years ago my Mom gave me my ornaments so that I could include them on my tree and each year unfolding pictures of me as a baby or that I'd made in Girl Scouts/4-H/school make me a little misty. I did like seeing Kyan's 1st Christmas Ornament and Our First Christmas Ornament (which now needs to be Gorilla Glued because I beheaded the mouse on it. oops.) etc. And I do like the glow of the tree, especially at night, and I'm slowly getting giddy about presents being under it. The
$50 I spent on a Playard fence to put around it so Kyan doesn't go Taz on the decorations was a much needed expense eventhough I made it out like it was for Tree Security anyways. And the ribbon that I cut, tied, and made Jared nail to the wall so if the tree "accidentally" went to fall on our child it wouldn't only budge just a little, yeah... that was my idea too. But all in all... I still dislike Tree decorating. bah humbug.
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| Apparently I'm ignorant. |
I don't normally post about things like this but today this really irked me in a big way and I'm a little upset about it.
In our county newspaper we have little columns for each small town who has a contributing writer. I happen to be the columnist for my town, which I enjoy and have been doing for almost a 10 months now. It only pay 25 cents per inch of print, and it's nothing glamorous but it makes me feel like an adult.
Anyways, I like to start my column out with something personal or an observation that's not necessarily news worthy, but it's nice to mention. So, my column was in the paper today and I get a call from a guy at the Newspaper Office saying this guy called to talk to me about my column and would I call him back since he can't give out my personal information and he explained that we work from home and not at the office.
So I call the guy and he tells me that I put in my opening column something that was wrong. I put in that "if you have driven through town this past weekend after dark, you'll have noticed our town Christmas Lights are now lit up." or something to that effect. So basically he wanted to let me know that "After Dark" is "Daylight" and that it's something people say that's not grammatically correct and it sounds ignorant. This pissed me off so I told the guy that he could call the Editor and complain because I'm not putting a retraction/clarification/correction to something that is sometimes reworded because the newspaper didn't have enough space for all of my column in one edition, or because it was too wordy or whatever. It just really made me mad that he had to use the word ignorant. Yes, I know I'm "just a housewife" to some and that people think that SAHM are lazy, uneducated, etc. because we have the luxuary of not showering and staying in last nights p.j.'s because we couldn't squeeze in a bath while our kids watched the Doodlebops and our braincells are slowly dying because we have the theme to Blue's Clues stuck in there for days at a time. I was once an English major. I was a good student, and I'm fairly current and can debate and discuss lots of subjects from best diaper brands to my answer to World Peace (exaggeration..) but geez. I do get his point. I won't say that I think he's wrong, although I don't think he needed to be all arrogant in pointing it out. My point is that there's no need to call someone ignorant.
I feel like the Shrek Donkey... I need a hug. lol. |
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Alias: SNM
Hometown: Farmington, WV, United States
About Me: SMN is currently a S@HM who resides in the Senior Citizen capital of the world. Amongst her many talents are writing, tiptoeing through the mind field that is her living room, saving run away strollers, lacing any comment with sarcasm, and changing a diaper in 10 seconds flat. Her greatest achievements are birthing Thing One and Thing Two. Ongoing projects include diving into the world of blogging, weaning an aggressive breast feeder, parenting and all it's challenges, and being a wife she can live with (as well as her husband).
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