Big 4th of July Weekend
Things accomplished
1. I found and hired an available and reasonably priced cleaning lady!
2. I had both the inlaws and my parents over at the same time for a BBQ and everyone is still alive (namely me, as them being together makes me nervous, but thank god there was lots of alcohol involved)
3. Same for the sister in law. Much more tolerable after a few glasses of Pinot.
4. I scheduled my cleaning lady to come next Sunday. I am so excited.
5. I took the Megster for photos at Target. Haven't done the professional photos since October.
Here's how that went:
Leave house. Forget coupon (for those of you who don't know, if you DON'T have a coupon you may as well bend over and let them have their way with you. It's amazing how much you save with the stupid piece of paper in the coupon section of the paper or the website print out)
Go back home. Get out coupon. Notice it has expired. Go into den, turn on computer, wait five minutes for it to decide to let me access a web page. Access Target website, kick printer in ass and click print.
Get back in car. Child looking at me confused. (Made the child's father come out and sit with her while I went on my maniac coupon search and recover.)
Get to Target only five minutes late for shoot, have pocketful of excuses. Not sure which one to use, will wing it. Notice am good at coming up with excuses. One of which is "I have a baby". hahahaha
Get to studio area. There is another shoot going on, there is no one to even notice I am even there, let alone late. Since it's a holiday, there is only one person manning the photos and she's about 14, taking the pictures and not happy that she's not making out with some dude at some BBQ.
Keep Meg busy with cup of Cheerios while waiting. Luckily, the Cheerios ran out at the same time the previous shoot was over.
We enter the special dark "room". Meg is suspicious. She does not want to come in.
I go in and call her. She peeks in and decides to come over but she will not go up on platform. The 14 yr old looks horrified. I am thinking "ok, we can't take pictures, I will have to leave"...but then she comes over to me and starts climbing up with some coaxing.
Just then the 14 yr old calls out her name. She looks over at the scary goth creature and clings on to me for dear life.
Ok, now we are definately going to have to leave.
In a last ditch effort, I hop off the platform and throw myself on the floor and begin to do all kinds of crazy things trying to get her to laugh --such as: fake sneezing (ahh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhh choooooo, banging my head and yelling "OWWWW" very loudly, and some things that I would die if someone played back to me on video tape)
Both Meg and the 14 yr old are looking at me, not sure what to make of me.....but suddenly Meg starts to laugh, and the 14 yr old gets with it and starts clicking away.
I keep this up for another ten minutes or so.
I do, and we get some good pictures. My face hurts from the smiling and crazy expressions I was making and I have a headache from banging my head.
And sometimes I am louder than I think.
6. I got a cleaning lady!
7. We hung up Meg's "growth chart"!
8. I got me a cleaning lady
9. Cleaning lady.
10. Cleaning lady.
1. I found and hired an available and reasonably priced cleaning lady!
2. I had both the inlaws and my parents over at the same time for a BBQ and everyone is still alive (namely me, as them being together makes me nervous, but thank god there was lots of alcohol involved)
3. Same for the sister in law. Much more tolerable after a few glasses of Pinot.
4. I scheduled my cleaning lady to come next Sunday. I am so excited.
5. I took the Megster for photos at Target. Haven't done the professional photos since October.
Here's how that went:
Leave house. Forget coupon (for those of you who don't know, if you DON'T have a coupon you may as well bend over and let them have their way with you. It's amazing how much you save with the stupid piece of paper in the coupon section of the paper or the website print out)
Go back home. Get out coupon. Notice it has expired. Go into den, turn on computer, wait five minutes for it to decide to let me access a web page. Access Target website, kick printer in ass and click print.
Get back in car. Child looking at me confused. (Made the child's father come out and sit with her while I went on my maniac coupon search and recover.)
Get to Target only five minutes late for shoot, have pocketful of excuses. Not sure which one to use, will wing it. Notice am good at coming up with excuses. One of which is "I have a baby". hahahaha
Get to studio area. There is another shoot going on, there is no one to even notice I am even there, let alone late. Since it's a holiday, there is only one person manning the photos and she's about 14, taking the pictures and not happy that she's not making out with some dude at some BBQ.
Keep Meg busy with cup of Cheerios while waiting. Luckily, the Cheerios ran out at the same time the previous shoot was over.
We enter the special dark "room". Meg is suspicious. She does not want to come in.
I go in and call her. She peeks in and decides to come over but she will not go up on platform. The 14 yr old looks horrified. I am thinking "ok, we can't take pictures, I will have to leave"...but then she comes over to me and starts climbing up with some coaxing.
Just then the 14 yr old calls out her name. She looks over at the scary goth creature and clings on to me for dear life.
Ok, now we are definately going to have to leave.
In a last ditch effort, I hop off the platform and throw myself on the floor and begin to do all kinds of crazy things trying to get her to laugh --such as: fake sneezing (ahh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhh choooooo, banging my head and yelling "OWWWW" very loudly, and some things that I would die if someone played back to me on video tape)
Both Meg and the 14 yr old are looking at me, not sure what to make of me.....but suddenly Meg starts to laugh, and the 14 yr old gets with it and starts clicking away.
I keep this up for another ten minutes or so.
I do, and we get some good pictures. My face hurts from the smiling and crazy expressions I was making and I have a headache from banging my head.
And sometimes I am louder than I think.
6. I got a cleaning lady!
7. We hung up Meg's "growth chart"!
8. I got me a cleaning lady
9. Cleaning lady.
10. Cleaning lady.
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