The Queen's Rambles

I’m so glad it’s Friday, but I’m not looking forward to next week. It’s officially spring break. I think this is the first time in my life when that inspired a sense of dread instead of happiness. We do have plans most days next week, but still. I am not in the mood to be a good mother. I feel guilty that I’m such a grump, but I can’t seem to do a lot to change that.

Thanks all for the birthday wishes today! I wish I was in the mood for a happy birthday, but see above reference to being grumpy.

I was not really looking forward to dinner tonight since we were having friends over and the son can be a bit of a pill around meal times, but in the end it was ok. At first I thought both his mother and I would kill him because he kept screaming and throwing a fit about the food on his plate and insisting he wanted cake, but eventually he ran out of steam and things settled down.

Erik didn’t make matters any better, but he was cracking me up. He came up with a plan–we’d just stick a carrot under the other kid’s cake and trick him into eating it. I don’t think that would work, but at least he was thinking. He’s a peace maker and just wanted every body to be happy. That boy is so much like my sister it’s scary. I hope that we are able to guide him into a life of happiness instead of addiction. His childhood will be completely different from my sister’s childhood, so that has to count for something. Right?

In other news, our land line phone is down. What is it with pregnancy and no phone? When I was very pregnant with Erik and we moved to a new place I couldn’t get a phone line installed. Now I can’t get a tech out here!

Ok, so that is an exaggeration. I have a tech coming out here on Monday afternoon, but I am irritable about it. I could have had a tech come out tomorrow sometime between 7am-7pm (so ideal for a Saturday), but then the customer support guy dialed our number and the call went to voice mail. The phone never rang, but since it went to voice mail our situation was not considered an emergency.

If I’m being honest, I have to admit I’d rather just have the tech come out Monday instead of wasting a whole Saturday waiting around. We have our cell phones so it isn’t an emergency. We’ll just miss all our calls from the Fraternal Order of the Police. As if I’m giving them money after a power tripping officer told me he was going to arrest me because my tags were expired by six days.

Speaking of arrests! I didn’t see an arrest today, but I saw a guy get in trouble for stealing cookies from the Amish!

As we were leaving the market a guy was walking out with a package of Snickerdoodles that weren’t in a bag. An Amish guy came and asked him if he paid for it and he claimed he did. They had a little kerfuffle about it since they are always careful to bag things at each stand. In fact, I don’t even take my own bags there because each stand has to use their own particular bag, or so I’ve been told.

The man pushed his way out of the store, practically knocking down an old woman. The Amish guy went and asked the girl at the bakery if the guy had paid for the cookies. He hadn’t.

I went out to my car and the guy was parked right across from me. Suddenly three Amish guys were there, asking to see his receipt for the snickerdoodles.

I was getting ready to watch an Amish smack-down! I didn’t know the Amish could give a good smack-down!

Ok, so it really wasn’t all that exciting. They talked to him and he went through all his receipts. I was trying not to stare, but I did note that they walked back in the building with their pack of cookies.

You just don’t expect to see Amish cookie thieves in your every day life. Of course, I never fail to be surprised when I see the Amish girls sitting at the picnic tables, drinking their Starbucks while chatting on their cellphones. One day the novelty will wear off.