After....

Photo Friday...before

Better....

I knew a day would come when attachment parenting would trump homework. That day is today. Jupiter's homework page is not done, and I am actually quite proud of that. We'll do it over the weekend, but we were not going to do it today.

Normally we don't do homework on Thursdays. We try to get it all done on Monday so by the end of the week we can focus on other things. However, there was no school Monday, Tuesday in the snow I forgot to pick up her backpack on the way out the door when I picked her up, and yesterday we did two worksheets. But that money counting one.....

Have I mentioned she hates money counting?

So she melted down when I ended homework time, but I did not get sucked into the vortex. Once we got past that meltdown, she was calm and ate a bowl of fried rice, had a shower and bath, and decided she wanted to sleep in my bed. I agreed. After we read a story she was asleep in ten minutes.

Ahhh...peace.

It's supposed to snow again tomorrow....maybe school will get cancelled and she'll have all weekend to finish the money counting.

gotta change things up

Jupiter is spinning all day, exhausted at night, and it is not fun. Everything is an argument and/or a power struggle. As much as I try not to participate in a power struggle, because by definition it should take two people to have one of those. But I am evidently failing at disengaging. She had to do homework tonight and literally the entire time complained about school and homework and anything else she could think of to be negative about.

She needs to go to the pool. Badly needs to go to the pool. I want very badly to take her to the pool. I don't think the pool people want Miss Croupy Cough in the pool though. I wish I had a soaking tub...anything. I wish we could go to Puerto Rico for the weekend and boogie board and sit in ocean waves.

This is my worst time of year. I hate cold and dark winter. So a trip to Puerto Rico would probably be more for me.

Tomorrow is a new day...

Mom, are you an innapropriate girl?

Apparently Jupiter (she of the "belly shirts are the best thing ever, and I don't get why Mom won't let me wear them") thought my shirt was too low while we were reading tonight. And it is evidently not okay for me to wear a tank top with built in shelf support in the privacy of my own home. Also evidently I was having a hot flash at the time, because ordinarily in January I am bundled up in multiple layers of clothing, hats and blankets.

Rates up there with the day I left one of Jupiter's sparkly gold headwraps on my desk at work and my boss glanced at it on the way by and thought it was a pair of thong underwear.

Yeah, Maria. That's for my 2nd job. It's called innapropriate girl. Don't worry, the thong I left on my desk is clean.

Nope. Not me. I am astoundingly boring.

Now I'm having a different kind of hot flash. It's called just finished shoveling my driveway in the light of the streetlamp after Jupiter went to sleep in the half hour window after the snow turns to freezing rain which means no more accumulation but before the 1/2 inch of ice accumulation makes the snow too heavy to move.

Jupiter didn't want to fall asleep last night and consequently was a mean bear most of the day. She was also up early this morning. She was in the orange zone at school and was only at school for four hours because of early dismissal. She argued with every. single. thing. I said. All day. Probably even when I wasn't there. So tonight, she got to go to bed early. Her cough is hanging tough. Now accompanied by a very runny nose. She doesn't notice when there are streams of mucus running down her face until someone reminds her. (Really, I do try. Haven't yet figured out how to get her to pay attention to that on a regular basis.) Now the skin under her nose is irritated and it makes her more grumpy.

Hopefully she sleeps. All night. And awakens in the morning magically cleansed of any cold germs.

Winter Storm Warning

Another Maine storm's coming. Whoohoo.

Jupiter better hope she's not going to school tomorrow, because she's not going to sleep now.

This time we get snow, followed by sleet and freezing rain. Can't wait to drive home in it tomorrow. Good things...less snow. Bad things...snow covered with a layer of ice and soaked through with rain is a bear to shovel.

Ah well.

The sun was shining right in my face when I drove home today. It was not twilight at 4pm.

And it was 14 degrees at 4pm. My furnace just came on again.

Go here. Read this.

Mama C puts it better than I can. And certainly in a more constructive way than my personal boycott of the title of governor in regards to the person who currently holds the title.

http://mamacandtheboys.com/2011/01/17/an-open-letter-to-my-governor-paul-lepage/