Your final notice

About a year ago, we paid off our car. Then the phone calls started.

"Your factory warranty may have expired, this is your final notice that you can still reactivate it."

After ignoring the calls for about 6 months, I finally hit 1 and asked to be taken off the list.

Then, the "second and final notice" calls started.

I ignored for a while and asked to be taken off the list.

Today, I get the "third and final notice" call. They promised that after this one my file would be closed.

I hit one and the friendly voice said "how are you doing today?"

I said "I'm getting very angry, I asked to be taken off this list and first and final, second and final, and now I get third and final. What do I have to do to get off this list."

In response I hear a click!

I wonder if I'll still be asking to stop the calls in 5 years?

Today I need to clean the house. On Sat we have kitties coming into the house and we need it to be clean so they can't get into too much trouble. We also have a someone coming over tonight. So, we (I mean *i*) need to get this mess cleaned up before he arrives. I'm going to spend 2 hours cleaning up then 2 hours doing work related tasks.

I'll update more later.

ETA accomplishments: So far, I have two bathrooms clean, the back hall (including sorting through hats/mittens/etc). I've also cleaned the front hall (including the closest). and vacuumed.

While cooking my lunch (tomatoes and shrimp sauteed in lemon and garlic and served over pasta), I cleaned some of the pots and pans in the kitchen.

I still have the living room, playroom, dining room, and kitchen to finish.

I think it's my birthday

Well, sort of I guess. I mean, it's the day I was born, but I don't really feel older.

As has happened for the past few years, we aren't actually celebrating my birthday for a few weeks. Tonight is mother/daughter book group. I thought about making cupcakes, but just couldn't get in the mood.

Tomorrow we have a soccer and an open house at the neighbor's house (it included a note to come hungry). DH is tied up next week, so he's not available to oversee the girls making me dinner. My present didn't come in the mail yet, so no reason to celebrate.

Sarah has a cold, is in a grumpy mood.

The subject of birthday's came up, and I mentioned it was mine while I was picking up kids. My friend Nichole (everyone needs a friend Nichole, she's just the best) said "why didn't we go out for tea, we went for Amanda's birthday, we went for my birthday, well you guys didn't know it when we planned it, we should have gone for tea.

I think we will once things settle down. But, this time of year is so insane that my birthday just feels like it's lost in the chaos.

I need to get Sarah something to eat before we leave so her blood sugar doesn't crash.

I'll update more later about the numerous things that have happened in the past week.

Waiting. . . or why I want to be a fly on the wall

At the girls school last year, they started handing out orange tickets to the kids. You were given a orange ticket when the staff or teachers catch a student doing something good, helpful, etc. These tickets are issued to the students (name written on the ticket), by a teacher (name), and signed by a parent so the parent knows what good they were doing.

These tickets are placed in a bin by grade and each week they draw one ticket per grade and the child gets a prize from the school store.

The other night at dinner, DH was speculating what would happen if the girls gave tickets to the teachers and staff. Sydney was on board immediately, Sarah took some warming to the idea. She is always concerned about breaking rules (real or perceived).

So, last night while I was teaching class, DH and the girls made purple tickets. After some discussion, it was decided the tickets would be issued to teachers (name written on ticket) and signed by the principal (after all, if the parents learn what good the students did, the principal should learn the good the teachers did). The teachers are to return the tickets to Sarah and Sydney and each week they will draw a ticket and award a pencil from our vast collection of pencils.

I want to be a fly on the wall, I can't wait to pick the girls from school and see what they did and what people thought.

Sarah was so excited she couldn't sleep! I hope the teachers had fun with my girls today.