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<\/a><\/center><\/p>\nI’m sure you’re probably tired of seeing this all over your social media, but I can’t believe it’s snowing! When I was a kid it was usual to go trick-or-treating in the snow, but I haven’t lived in the mountains of Oregon for years. Hopefully this does not portend things to come this winter. <\/p>\n
In better news, I went to a really wonderful girls’ craft night last night. There were only four of us and we all got along great. There was no petty arguing, no passive\/aggressive bullshit, no bitchiness. Just genuine laughter, encouragement and conversation. Much needed after spending a day volunteering at Erik’s school.<\/p>\n
My craft area is such a mess that I couldn’t pull together all the necessary components for a project, so I spent 3 1\/2 hours pulling paper off the backs of my paper pieced Harry Potter blocks<\/a>. It was probably the best decision I could have made. It was great for keeping my hands busy but left my brain free to concentrate on the conversation. All that time, and I didn’t even finish half of them. I knew I should be pulling the paper as I went, but it is so boring that I blocked it out of my mind. I need another craft night just to finish the job. A quilt filled with printer paper backing doesn’t sound soft and cozy.<\/p>\n One of the ladies just got a Silhouette cutting machine and said I can come over and use it. We’re going to figure out how to import fonts so I can cut out freezer paper stencils for book titles. I’ll use the stencils to paint titles on all the books on Harry Potter’s bookshelf. <\/p>\n We really need to start a monthly craft night. It was very therapeutic and I came home in a great mood. I need more me time that is solely focused on things I enjoy. My current me time is spent with a baby on my lap watching old TV shows. Not exactly what most people mean by “me time.”<\/p>\n I spent almost the whole of Friday at Erik’s school. I helped close out the book fair, which was pretty tiring. There was a rush of kids who had big baggies full of change. They didn’t know how much they had, many of them were not capable of making piles of dollars (and they were fifth graders!), they didn’t understand the concept of sales tax and they wanted to spend every single penny. “Can I buy this $4.99 fancy thing! Look! I have 12 dimes!” They’d come up with a pile of books worth $20 and be shocked when they were told their $5 bill wouldn’t cut it.<\/p>\n We also had a lot of parents coming in to return a particularly cheap quality diary that cost their daughters $10.99. One dad was so cute. He kept saying he was so proud of his daughter for wanting to buy 10 books. Ten! She must love to read. He wrote a check for all the books and then she came home with this diary, a stuffed cat and a bunch of other crap. No books. He was very sad. He said he would spend any amount of money she wanted on books, but he couldn’t spend that much money on crap. <\/p>\n I was able to rush home for some lunch, but then it was right back to school.<\/p>\n We don’t have school on Monday, so we had the Halloween parade and party on Friday. <\/p>\n We helped the kids put on their costumes, which was easier than I thought it would be. The majority of them had costumes that slipped right over their clothes. There was one little boy that I felt totally sorry for. It almost makes me cry just thinking about. He had a really old, ratty, smelly costume that didn’t fit properly. It looked more Elsa’s size than a kindergartener size. I was able to get it on him, but the feet stopped at his knees. I snapped up the back, but then I saw that it was supposed to snap in the crotch (for diaper changes, perhaps?). I told the teacher I wasn’t snapping up his crotch and she agreed with me. I don’t need to be on the evening news for Halloween abuse.<\/p>\n Erik made an excellent Colin Creevy, even though he was supposed to be Harry Potter. I got him cheapo “nerd glasses” instead of the more expensive Harry Potter glasses and I never found any black hair spray. He was quite happy with his costume, so that’s the important thing. Maybe I can color his hair with a marker on Monday.<\/p>\n In theory, I liked the way our class party was handled. We all sent in $4 and someone bought all the supplies. Perfect!<\/p>\n I have no idea who that someone was, but whoever s\/he was boggled my mind. They served an ice cream cake (total yum idea, but the kids refused to eat it), a coffee cake from Panera (what 5 year old wants coffee cake? None in Erik’s class) and a little bag of M&Ms. It was a bizarre selection for a kindergarten Halloween party. Why not go to the local bakery or grocery store and buy some themed cookies and cupcakes. I did think the ice cream cake was a good idea, but they are so expensive and none of the kids would even try it so it turned out to be a waste. I couldn’t believe Erik turned his nose up at ice cream.<\/p>\n One mom was a freak and went around and ate the ice cream cake that was left on kids’ plates. It just about made me gag. I like ice cream cake, but not enough to eat after a random kid. I won’t even eat after my own children.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I’m sure you’re probably tired of seeing this all over your social media, but I can’t believe it’s snowing! When I was a kid it was usual to go trick-or-treating in the snow, but I haven’t lived in the mountains of Oregon for years. Hopefully this does not portend things to come this winter. 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