It's her bedtime (thank goodness), but she's still playing with the beads. This is Grandma's fault. Grandma has the pop'em beads in a tin especially for the grand kids. Princess, being the youngest grandchild, naturally, gets to take toys home from Grandma's house whenever she asks. Thank. You. Grandma!
This seems to be brought up at least once during every phone conversation with my mom and my sister: the interruptions by the kids. I work 40 hours; a normal job; Monday through Friday. When I get home, there's lots to do. Meaning: I'm not lolly-gagging on my phone 24-7. When I am able to speak with someone, namely my mom and sis, there's seems to be a constant flow of interruptions and outbursts. At no other time do my kids want my attention. In fact, I seem to repel them. But when mom is on the phone, suddenly I'm the most desirable person to be around. They crave my attention!
Mom is off the phone = the kids are outside playing.
Mom is on the phone = the kids are by my side.
Mom is off the phone = the kids are content in their rooms.
Mom is on the phone = the kids have questions.
Mom is off the phone = the kids are getting along downstairs playing video games.
Mom is on the phone = the kids are screaming, kicking, biting, slamming doors.
I don't get exactly what the gravitational pull of the phone does to kids equilibrium, but I can tell any scientist: It certainly does something!
My sister usually completely identifies, though I think her kids are much more well behaved than mine. My mom? She laughs at me. She thinks I'm funny and I'm only trying to sound mad. "Ooh, they just want your attention. Don't yell at them. They're such sweet kids." Mom, do you remember how you would get mad at us when we were kids? My kids are no different. They're only "sweet" because you only have to take them in small doses.
I know... I sound like a terrible mother. Let me clarify: I don't hate my children. I don't not like my children. I love them very much. And I love that their personalities are so different. I, very simply, just don't get why they need my attention when the phone rings, or when I'm writing. These few, short paragraphs have taken me nearly two hours, and mostly because of those pop'em beads.
I will admit something. These beads are so addicting! It's quite the love-hate relationship I have with them. They are so annoying! But it's an unusual Sunday morning, after church, when the beads are brought out at Grandma's house. And everyone once in a while, they find their way to the table and then it's not long before Sis and Mom and I are sorting the colors and snapping them together to make different patterns and such.
As for the "Starting Something New" portion of my blog title: I am starting something new. I've started a Mary Kay business. My Mary Kay source, my aunt, announced that she was retiring from the MK business and I admit: I panicked a little. There is no eye makeup remover that even comes close to the MK Oil-Free Eye Makeup Remover!
I know this sounds like I'm pushing it - and yes, I am - but I'm also being very serious! This stuff is pure magic. I don't have to rub at all - and with my tissue paper skin, I absolutely cannot rub. I wish someone would have shown me at 13 a picture of myself at 40-something. I wouldn't have rubbed my eyes, I can tell you that!
I panicked at the thought of living without my MK eye makeup remover (amongst other things), and there was just no way! So I did it. I signed up, got my personal Mary Kay website up and running. I really want you to check it out. You can email me from the website if you have any questions at all.
A few things I would like to point out:
**The holiday season is almost here - now is the time to order!
**If you order directly on my website, you will get free shipping with an order of $50 or more.
**You can contact me directly to order.
**I can offer ideas for gifts & stocking-stuffers!
**Feel free to browse the selection of E-catalogs on my website.
**Get something for yourself so you can pamper yourself - we all deserve a little pampering!
**Don't forget co-workers, daughters, nieces, teachers, moms and sisters, holiday party hostesses.
I would love to help ease your burden of holiday shopping. If I can mail or deliver The Look book to you, please contact me. I am happy to assist!
Phew! I got it done. In truth, it's now late enough in the evening when the kids have gone to bed and it's actually quiet in the house. The blessed "pre-bed lull". And rather than sinking back into the sofa with a glass of wine, I'm hard at work for my three followers (see side panel). We'll just do spell check real quick-like. . . then . . .there! Done.
Thank you! And have a good night!
