Yea, I'm feeling crummy. Well inconvenienced anyways. They are not worth the trouble some days.
So Stinky had his first day at school and he was happy. I was not. Seems he found the a la carte bar. $9 for lunch? Ya wanna know what it consisted of? An individual pan pizza, cupcake, BIG cookie, and HUGE pile of french fries. That's his accounting. So where was the milk? He couldn't find it. Where was the veggies? "Does pizza count?" NO! So he's been told no more, don't care if there is pizza there. You plan for the kids to have a healthy lunch, and they go and chose the wrong things. What the heck?
Two weeks ago, we had gone out to dinner, nothing fancy last minute thing, on the way there listening to the radio we heard a song, that Stinky never heard before, but he liked it so much he was singing along with it. So back home we go, and found out the name and downloaded it. He's been singing it since. Well that song and a few others from guitar hero. He even bookmarked the You Tube videos to watch.
Another song he's been singing is Kansas- Carry on wayward son. He seems quite enamored with the footage. Granted he felt the guy with the big hair was scary. Well as I reminded him that was when Egg was born, hippies and all that.
Those are just two of his songs of the moment. Another one happens to be Trogdar. WTF? Boys are strange. They get annoying like adult men.
Speaking of annoying. Fred is not in any of Stinky's classes this quarter. Let's hope it continues through the rest of the school year. Stinky overheard a couple of classmates mentioning Fred. It seems Fred was just as obnoxious at his old school as he was this last year. The sympathy card really worked for him also the fact that the teacher has a wet spot for his aunt. Of course I'm not above being petty against someone that hurt my son. So I was watching out for Stinky at the door, and I saw Fred about 5 feet behind, I run out the door, yelling, "I missed you! I had you all summer, and I wanted to make lunch and you weren't there to share it with me!" Grabbed Stinky and gave him a big hug. Yea I know, that does not make the jealous shit behave better. Too bad, but Stinky is my kid, I gotta make him feel like the sun rises out of his ass.
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