But I don't want to go back to work tomorrow, I don't want to go back to work tomorrow, I don't want to go back to work tomorrow! Can't Christmas break be a month long? None of this ten days crap, I DEMAND A MONTH! Too bad nobody cares, huh?
In typical Bon Bon fashion, I have procrastinated all the work I was supposed to do over the break for the night before the day I have to go back. I didn't even open the bag where the 100 research papers are hanging out. I didn't crack Perks of Being a Wallflower for which I am supposed to be leading the Banned Book Club discussion on Thursday. And I still have to read 40 pages in Les Mis and write a lesson plan for my sleepy seniors who will come walking into my class at 7:40 tomorrow morning. This teacher biz is the worst! I'm quitting.
Except for I did just get ten days off. Yah, I guess I'll quit my whining.
While I grade research papers (let's be honest, we all know I'm going to go start harrassing Hubs, then clean up some laundry, then look at more blogs, then take a shower THEN maybe grade a research paper or two) I am going to let Chantal do a little bit of entertaining. What I like about Chantal is that she talks about having kids in a way that both people who do have kids and don't have kids can relate to. I ain't no mama so I'm always wondering why moms only ever want to talk about their kids. Well Chantal addresses that head on! Also, I hate to admit it, but her kid is pretty stinking cute. Make sure to read this post when you visit Chantal's blog and to keep her in your thoughts and prayers as loved ones go through some tough stuff. This life ain't easy.
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Hey Hey! I'm Chantal and I blog over at Scattered Seashells. I've been blogging for some time, though this blog originally started as daily journal my husband could read while he was deployed. I'm an Army wife, after all. But today, I don't want to talk about me. I want to talk about my best friend, my bestest buddy. Her name is Penny. She's short. She's kinda pudgy (it's okay, she knows). She walks like a drunk zombie. She is brave, fearless, and has looked into the face of a bear and growled back. She's my baby.
In typical Bon Bon fashion, I have procrastinated all the work I was supposed to do over the break for the night before the day I have to go back. I didn't even open the bag where the 100 research papers are hanging out. I didn't crack Perks of Being a Wallflower for which I am supposed to be leading the Banned Book Club discussion on Thursday. And I still have to read 40 pages in Les Mis and write a lesson plan for my sleepy seniors who will come walking into my class at 7:40 tomorrow morning. This teacher biz is the worst! I'm quitting.
Except for I did just get ten days off. Yah, I guess I'll quit my whining.
While I grade research papers (let's be honest, we all know I'm going to go start harrassing Hubs, then clean up some laundry, then look at more blogs, then take a shower THEN maybe grade a research paper or two) I am going to let Chantal do a little bit of entertaining. What I like about Chantal is that she talks about having kids in a way that both people who do have kids and don't have kids can relate to. I ain't no mama so I'm always wondering why moms only ever want to talk about their kids. Well Chantal addresses that head on! Also, I hate to admit it, but her kid is pretty stinking cute. Make sure to read this post when you visit Chantal's blog and to keep her in your thoughts and prayers as loved ones go through some tough stuff. This life ain't easy.
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Hey Hey! I'm Chantal and I blog over at Scattered Seashells. I've been blogging for some time, though this blog originally started as daily journal my husband could read while he was deployed. I'm an Army wife, after all. But today, I don't want to talk about me. I want to talk about my best friend, my bestest buddy. Her name is Penny. She's short. She's kinda pudgy (it's okay, she knows). She walks like a drunk zombie. She is brave, fearless, and has looked into the face of a bear and growled back. She's my baby.
I never wanted to be that baby-obsessed mom. You know, the one who can't stop talking about their child's achievements, their behavior, their poop. Once the baby comes, though, your whole world is wrapped around them. What else am I going to talk about? "Oh, yeah, I vacuumed the living room today. That was something!" I live vicariously through my toddler. She is my best friend, though. Penny is an unabashed Mama's Girl who will follow me to the end's of the Earth. We have some fun chats, albeit a little one-sided. We go shopping together. We read books, we watch some fun shows (Yo Gabba Gabba, anyone?) and we have dinner dates every three hours at my boobs. We're pretty close, as close as you can be. You tend to get a little close to someone when you're changing their diaper frequently and bathing them every night. Anyway, I did create her after all. I like that. I create my best friends.
Anyway, it's been an awesome year with her so far, one of the craziest years of my life. A whole new world, the mothering world, has opened up to me. No longer am I begging for puppy play-dates for my border collie. Now, we are attending real play-dates with real people. Who would've thought? This girl let's me follow her around all day taking photos. Since she came along, I take upwards of 1000 photos a month. No biggie. Poor dog hardly every gets in, but here's a cute shot of him, just so he doesn't feel left out.
Awww. Anyway, I am Chantal and I am obsessed with my bestest buddy, my baby Penny. It's okay, because she's obsessed with me too. By the way, it's her birthday this month, so come on by and say hi!
(Come by my blog to see more photos and subscribe to my Instagram to get up-to-date ones! Username: cshels)
Umm.yes Totally felt the same way this morning. I reverted back to my childhood self where my mom had to pull me out of bed to go to school. blah.
ReplyDeleteI'm feeling the same way! Last night I was on the phone with a friend and about 1/2 of our conversation was about how we didn't want to go back to work in the morning. UGH. Hopefully you were able to get some things done though!
ReplyDeleteLove the guest post! I'm totally obsessed with my little guy too!
ReplyDeleteCute baby and doggy! Happy 2013!
ReplyDeleteAlexis
ugh...you are so right about the teacher thing. this morning was ROUGH.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Chantal is hilarious! :)
Love the guest post!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I second Marianna -- Chantal is hilarious :)
The only thing keeping me going is that it's only a 3 day work week. Next Sunday night I'm going to be super pouty. I've had short work weeks/no work for the past 3 weeks.
ReplyDeleteI am so in the same boat as you! I have not touched work stuff since winter break began. now, it's Friday and I'll have to spend this weekend preparing for Monday back at work! Hope your first day back went well!
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