The Many Ways Parent Bug
I believe the only way we survive is to remember feeling exactly the same way about our own parents! Who were of course way more annoying and not nearly as cool as we are. Still . . . !
Because Inquiring Minds Wanted To Know . . .
I texted MVP at 11 a.m. Just a casual "how's it going?" He called me back right away and has called me several times today--class changes, etc. He's having a blast and is out in town with new friends from his floor as we speak/blog.
My SIL called at about 7 on Monday night to say she was 10 minutes away. Alas, no one was home to answer the phone as we were dropping Danger Boy and Social Butterfly off at their friends' homes. (Anyone that really wants to reach me calls my cell phone--she's lucky I actually got the message from the answering machine). When she got no answer from us she continued up the 15 to Murietta (about an hour away) where my husband's 2 brothers and their families live. She found lodging there, from equally annoyed but hiding it people.
Many of you presumed that I rearranged my schedule when my in-laws do their drop in thing. I really don't. We just go on about our business and include them to the extent we can. BUT . . . that doesn't stop it from really annoying me. It's better now that the kids were older and understand what's going on, but when they were young it was really hard because they wanted to spend time with Nana and Papa--so I had the choice of disappointing my kids or rearranging my life on a moment's notice to accommodate what is nothing less than total inconsideration on their parts. Aaaah, family! I do want to reiterate that they do have many other lovely qualities.
What's really funny is that when they were officially invited to come out for MVP's graduation in June and I sent them an e-mail with the dates and times of the festivities surrounding the graduation and the best dates to plan on being at our house (versus other brothers' homes), there was talk about how rude that was.
Then again, I am the uppity daughter-in-law that chose to FLY to a family wedding in Minnesota (I had 3 kids under the age of 6, the tix were a great price, and I just wasn't going to drive). The scandal of it all--did I think I was too good for driving?!
Once again, aaaah family!
P.S. My BIL found a job. Yay! Note to employers--in this economy if someone is "overqualified," but is still applying for your job, it probably means they NEED a job. He also found an apartment. Mr. Fix-it had to end up being on the lease due to bad credit (my sister, again), but he had the money to get in, and hopefully we'll be able to get off the lease in a few months. Many thanks to the property manager that felt like giving someone a chance to start over. They moved out today. Is it okay if I'm a bit giddy? We're down from a high of 10 people sleeping in the house in late July to just Mr. Fix-it, Danger Boy, Social Butterfly and me now. I think I could get used to this.
You may remember last Sunday's post about the sex board game that was displayed next to the map of the United States puzzle. Well it seemed that every time we opened a cupboard or closet there were more. This combo struck me as particularly funny.
Start with this game
If that doesn't do it for you . . .
Before we left, I gathered all the games and put them on the top shelf of the closet in one of the master bedrooms. Call me old-fashioned but I'm just assuming that the people staying in the bunk bed room ought to stick to Monopoly. It would be my hope anyway!