Ahhh. Another Year Of Torture Is Complete.
The Benches are back. And I finally got an afternoon free, with all of us, for the annual “Kick-Scream-Drag Summer Event”. The official name, per the Tinley Park village program is “Benches On The Avenue” with the theme this year being “Fairy Tale Festival”. As usual, no one wants to go. And no one wants to take pictures. I was lucky to get this happy girl right at the beginning. The boy wouldn’t even let me get near him with the camera. And yes, I bring the actual camera for these, which just causes more complaining and whining about “why can’t I just use my phone??” and “we look like *swear word* idiots out here” and “why do we have to do this every year??” and, finally, “it’s so *swear word* hot out here!! Uugghh!!” Then I tell them to be quiet. and don’t swear because there are little kids around and don’t be such babies. Then I tell them how old they are to remind them. This year it’s 14 and 15. Then they just say it’s stupid and they are not doing this and walk ahead. Here is that annual picture:
But eventually the heat, and the mile or two of walking, gets them, and they have to return to the mother ship, weak and weary and beat down. Then they just shuffle quietly along side of me while I take my pictures and talk to the air around their heads. It’s a beautiful thing. And the temperature wasn’t even 100 degrees. So I don’t even know what they are complaining about.
Here is an actual bench:
This is, The Prince and the Dragon. There are 20 of them according to the village website. You can look there, and read more about this yearly event, by clicking here. I’m not sure how many of them I took pictures of. I think all of them, but I will have to go to the folder and count. I will put them up here as I have time to post. That was yesterday. Today was the zoo. Oh yeah. More heat. More walking. More pictures with the camera. The two things I like to make the kids do every year. Done. It’s going to be a busy picture posting week. The children are currently laying around the house in various, frequently changing locations, in the air conditioning, waiting for the BF to come home so we can go eat dinner. They’re “ttt-iii-rrr-eee-ddd”. But say that in a whiny, sing-song voice and you’ll feel the mood over here. And it was only 97 degrees this afternoon. With a breeze. Practically a cold snap. Cry babies. XO XO, my little darlings. Until next year…
Tempus Fugit
Those benches are not going to take pictures of themselves. Time flies. It’s late. I better get on home. It’s late. I been gone too long. It’s late. I need to stop typing song lyrics and get the kids up. I am an hour behind in my “schedule”. Time to make the boy mad! There’s another bench below. Last year was “Music”. I think this years theme is “Fairytales” or “Fairytale Stories”. We did a preview/drive-by yesterday. It’s hot out there too already. And feels humid. I predict a lot of complaining in my near future. Oh FYI, I switched to Latin. It’s my favorite language. Valē! See you later!
It’s Not Just A Job, It’s An Adventure! And A Nightmare. Sometimes At The Same Time. Yay Me.
I was going to save my whiny, work related, complaining post, until tomorrow when I have a day off, but I thought, why not? I’m already on the computer being super jealous of all the fun things my kids are doing. But so happy at the same time because otherwise their spring break would be spent sitting in this boring house with nothing to do because I have to work every damn day and it’s really been beautiful over here, weather-wise, in the Midwest these last two weeks. The girl is with my sister, and her kids, doing something, outside, every day, the zoo and hiking at Starved Rock, to name two, and my son is on his way to Florida with his dad. He’s helping to move his grandma back to Illinois, but they still get to take a mini vacation at the same time! I will be working. Monday, yesterday, today, then for the weekend. B-L-O-W-S.
I see I haven’t posted since Leap Day. That stinks too. Work is harder than I thought. And I seriously miss school. They really do not prepare you for the stress and intensity and anxiety that actually working this job brings on. I HATE to complain about something I have worked so long and hard for, but almost every day is a new nightmare until I get back into my shift and truly can’t think about anything else until it’s all over for the night. They tell me it gets better. They tell me I will hate it for a long time and dread it until suddenly, I just won’t. Well two months in, apparently, is not enough time yet. They tell me just stick with it. And keep getting experience. I will. In fact I have to go get showered and head out again. At least I have tomorrow off. At this point, I only work for my days off.
One more good thing…because you should always end on a positive note! Those weights in the picture represent the weight I have lost in about six weeks. It’s probably closer to 25 now. It’s the bonus I didn’t expect. Unfortunately it’s a combo of a goofy schedule, non-stop moving the entire time I work, and not eating, either because I don’t have time, or because my stomach hurts from stress or because I can’t get my body regulated yet to this goofy schedule and when I should eat, I just can’t. Hopefully I can keep it off once that “good working feeling” arrives! And if I can throw in some actual “exercise” I could be pretty buff for summer. Like, bikini buff! That would be nice for once!
The buzzer is buzzing. I have to go take a shower. In about 12 hours from now, I will be done and I can relax for a day! I also have to go buy Mega Millions tickets tomorrow. 500 million dollars! That’s definite retirement money. I will try and get some more kid news up tomorrow and all the pictures and fun stuff I have been saving for this site whenever I get the chance. Let’s make our own fortune! Right?!?! Have a great day everyone! Later!
just shy of pretty 