She's got everything delightful, she's got everything I need. Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed.
Okay, so we didn't take the kids to the Jim Bowie Relay Station this weekend. We took them to a Chinese Buffet instead. I miss Chinese Restaurants with all the huge drinks (scorpion bowls, mainly) and the flaming pineapples and stuff on a stick. All we have here anymore is the Chinese family style buffet, it's so sad. Renae was talking about "donettes" the other day. I think it's weird that "donettes" have found their way to the dessert bar at chinese buffet along with quartered Little Debbie honey buns. It seems the older I get, the weirder my surroundings become. I simply use the excuse "I am just a product of my environment" as a crutch when people feel the need to question my behavior.
Trying to be an active part in my step-daughter's life, I took her to the supermarket a few times since she has been staying at the house. I put her on the electric mart cart thing twice. Each time , on the mart cart, we had a wreck. The first time was her fault. She took off at full speed and hit a freezer so hard that the wheels came off the ground. That scared the pee out of her. The second wreck was my fault. I was steering the mart cart around a corner and went to wide. Stephanie and the mart cart knocked over an entire pyramid of Dasani creating a domino effect and collapsed a display of sunscreen also. She got the giggles and well... you know. I am pretty certain that all that fun was caught on tape and will be viewed by upper suppermarket management during some annual meeting in attempt to break up the monotony. Yesterday, we went again, she pushing herself in her wheelchair and I pushing a regualar shopping cart and I am pleased to annouce that we were ACCIDENT FREE! YAY! Safety bonuses for Nikki and Stephanie! Stephanie reported to me that our bag-boy was a cutie. His name is Jesse. Woooooo, Jesse! I threatened to wave at him as we left the parking lot and she said she would kill me. So, I declined to wave goodbye to hottie bag-boy in exchange for my life.
The kids are going to attend Louisiana Region VIII Teen Institute later this week which is a teenage leadership camp. The activites include bowling, swimming, music, drama and a day trip to a nature park. My husband is volunteering as a chapperone at this Teen Institute thing. WHOA! I am not sure he knows exactly what he has gotten himself into! He gets to deal with fifty 7th and 8th graders for 4 days! Like I said, WHOA! So, I get to make nightly visitation trips over to Ruston to visit my family and yes, my friends too. Kick-ass Jean is in charge of this program. I know she will be completely wiped out after putting on this production.
Trying to be an active part in my step-daughter's life, I took her to the supermarket a few times since she has been staying at the house. I put her on the electric mart cart thing twice. Each time , on the mart cart, we had a wreck. The first time was her fault. She took off at full speed and hit a freezer so hard that the wheels came off the ground. That scared the pee out of her. The second wreck was my fault. I was steering the mart cart around a corner and went to wide. Stephanie and the mart cart knocked over an entire pyramid of Dasani creating a domino effect and collapsed a display of sunscreen also. She got the giggles and well... you know. I am pretty certain that all that fun was caught on tape and will be viewed by upper suppermarket management during some annual meeting in attempt to break up the monotony. Yesterday, we went again, she pushing herself in her wheelchair and I pushing a regualar shopping cart and I am pleased to annouce that we were ACCIDENT FREE! YAY! Safety bonuses for Nikki and Stephanie! Stephanie reported to me that our bag-boy was a cutie. His name is Jesse. Woooooo, Jesse! I threatened to wave at him as we left the parking lot and she said she would kill me. So, I declined to wave goodbye to hottie bag-boy in exchange for my life.
The kids are going to attend Louisiana Region VIII Teen Institute later this week which is a teenage leadership camp. The activites include bowling, swimming, music, drama and a day trip to a nature park. My husband is volunteering as a chapperone at this Teen Institute thing. WHOA! I am not sure he knows exactly what he has gotten himself into! He gets to deal with fifty 7th and 8th graders for 4 days! Like I said, WHOA! So, I get to make nightly visitation trips over to Ruston to visit my family and yes, my friends too. Kick-ass Jean is in charge of this program. I know she will be completely wiped out after putting on this production.
posted by Nikki | 12:14 PM
2 Comments:
Donettes are a bizarre thing to find at a Chinese buffet. No one ate any, did they?!? Actually, I guess I don't really believe in forbidding children from things, even small amounts of junk food, but I guess I would hope if I ever had kids, I'd feed them so well they wouldn't WANT donettes. Having kids is hard. Even part time, I imagine. It sounds like you are a great stepmother though!
Since we were the only customers at the Chinese Buffet with the donettes, I can safely say that none were consumed. They had both kinds, powdered and chocolate!
Having kids even part time can test my patience, especially in the car, but they are both really good kids.
David and I do try to feed them nutritious meals when they are here. Stephanie always says something about the fact that she poos at least 2-3 times a day when they stay with us. You don't think there is a such thing as dietary fiber overload, do you? Sometimes we do get some novelties from the ice cream truck. :)
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