Stories, BEDS, Backyard and Jerk

At risk of sounding like the Award Winning Author, John Green, this blog comes in 4 parts.

Part one- I think I came up with a pretty good idea for a children's book series. It will (if I see this through) be based on me as a kid and my family. So far, it is just an idea. I haven't written anything down yet, but I think that if I make this idea something that isn't just "in my head", I will get the courage and inspiration to see this idea through. I tend to be a little half ass when it comes to ideas. I start writing stuff down but then I don't finish. I have a pretty long list of story ideas that I haven't even touched, and I have a few stories that I've started, but haven't finished. I would like to publish a book of all of my short stories, one day. I need to get cracking, especially if my job is going to be as flighty as it is right now. There's a chance that I might be unemployed by December, but I don't want to get into that right now.

Part two- Once upon a time there was a wonderful thing called Blog Everyday April or BEDA that was cooked up by the lovely and multi-talented authoress, Maureen Johnson. A few months ago, Ms. Johnson decided to get her friends and her fans to write a blog entry every day in the month of April of this year. For those people who didn't have a blog of their own, Ms. Johnson created a social networking site on the Ning where people were able to post their blogs. Not only did this project inspire people to write, but it also reminded people that they have voices and important things to say. I remember thoroughly enjoying that experience and I would like to do it again. Starting on Tuesday, I will be blogging everyday in September. Hopefully I will have things to write about, but looking for things to write about is part of the writing process.

Part three- My backyard looks like a hot ghetto mess and I am pissed off about it. Since June 26th, my backyard has been going through some changes so that my family can fulfill the American Dream and have a pool. First, there was a huge rectangular hole and a mountain of dirt. Then there was a huge empty pool in the huge rectangular hole and a mountain of dirt. And now, tow months later, there is a huge filled in pool still in a huge rectangular hole and still with a mountain of dirt that now has about 3 feet of greenery. If Mother Nature wasn't so damned bi-polar this summer, the backyard would have been done and i would have been swimming happily, but no. I'm pissed, Mom's horrified and Pop is "whatever". My sister is so lucky that when she comes home, she'll only have to deal with the finished product, whereas my unlucky ass has to be the one to deal with it everyday.

September better be good to me.

Part 4- Guess who thought it would be alright to follow me on Twitter! That low-life SOB who impregnated and then married the 19 year old sans letting me know about it while flirting with me. if you've read my past posts, you will know whom I mean. So what did I do about it? I blocked his ass! Crisis averted :)

Last day of BEDA

It is the last day of the BEDA project and I have nothing cool to talk about. Doesn't that suck? Ooh, I know. I'll talk about the funniest thing that happened at work today.

So K just changed a baby names Schyler (pronounced Skyler)who had a poopy diaper and it left a not very friendly odor in the classroom. A parent comes in to pick up his kid and R comes walking in behind him and walks into the changing area and proceeds to say, "Ew, it smells like Shyler over here." (making fun of the spelling of the baby's name). The dad that walked in starts to laugh and says "oh I know what you mean, sometimes my kid shylers all up his back and it's a huge mess." We all look at him funny and then burst out laughing. R tells the dad that Shyler is one of the babies, not a euphemism for "shit". I, of course, could not control my laughter and all the teachers plus the dad were laughing like crazy because my laugh is so infectious.

A little bit later, K goes into her daughter's classroom and comes back with a plastic bag containing her daughter's underwear in it. K said, "my daughter told me that she was using the potty and forgot to take off her underwear." Again, dying of laughter. Another teacher, T goes on to say, "I've done that before." and R and I ask in unison, "Recently?" T says, "No, when I was a kid and sometimes when I'm half asleep." R, K and I look at each other and continue to laugh for the rest of the afternoon.


Well, it was a good April, so thank you to Maureen Johnson, my BEDA buddies and the need to write. I had a lot of fun with this and I can't wait till my next "adventure".