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Hair, produce, violent activity
Apr. 11th, 2003 04:31 pmI really have got to get a haircut. My hair is long again and my headaches are back. I've had a headache about once a day for the last two weeks. Some of it was clearly not hair-related, but at this point, I'm ready to start looking for anything that might help. I just can't decide what I want to do with it. I'm thinking of either Karen from Will and Grace or Dylann from Good Morning Miami. I've never had hair that short, though, so I'm a little unsure. Go look at pictures on the NBC sites if you wanna give opinions. *grin* Feeling lazy.. I was going to add pictures of the two but I can't find great ones.
Oh, I had a funny produce story. At least, I thought it was funny. Wednesday, an elderly couple came into the store. They walked around for a while, and then brought their purchases to the register. The lady said that she would also like a 50 pound bag of potatoes. I went back to get them and check the price ($8.95).
Me: That's a lot of potatoes!
Her: Oh, we don't eat very many.
Mmmkay. I don't know about ya'll, but I think that's "many". ;)
I'm starving and it's only 4. It'll be over two hours before Magnus is home and we can have dinner. We also need to do grocery shopping. And fix Brad's computer. Brad is my sixteen year old cousin. He got suspended yesterday from school for three days. I know that shouldn't please me, but it kind of does. His grades aren't good enough to not be concerned about, but on the other hand, that means that this won't kill a perfect record, either. ;) He was suspended for fighting. It's not that I'm a big fan of violence, but he's never been one to take up for himself. Apparently, this kid hit him in the back with a pencil, and so that's what started the fight. I don't know exactly how the other guy looked, but Brad is apparently somewhat banged up. Mom picked him up from school yesterday and took him to Pizza Hut. She said that she did the same thing for Scotty when he got suspended for fighting (somewhat similar thing) and so she might as well continue the tradition. She was always pretty cool with things when we got in trouble at school. :) At some point (seventh grade or so), there was this annoying girl who kept randomly walking up to me and slapping me. The first time, I was too shocked to do anything about it, as she ran off right away. The second time, I didn't want to get in trouble. I didn't even know what her problem was. After that, Mom told me that if I didn't do something about it if it happened again, I was going to be in BIG trouble--with her. *laugh*
I know that it's hard to encourage your kids to resort to violence, but at the same time, you can't teach them that it's okay to not protect themselves. When we moved back here in eight grade, I was happy and excited because I had friends still here and I'd always wanted to come back. On the first day, this one guy decided he didn't like me. I never got a real reason for it.. he said something about me saying I didn't like one of his friends, which I hadn't. It sounds so stupid and childish, which, of course, it was. But he tormented me for a long time. He'd call my name in this TONE and he'd stare at me to make me uncomfortable, and him and all his friends would sorta follow me and make stupid jokes and laugh hysterically. I was absolutely miserable, and my entire personality changed because of it. I was never outgoing, but I became very shy and quiet at school. Finally, one day, I was walking down the hall and him and two friends were behind me, saying something. I completely snapped, whirled around and slapped the hell out of him. His glasses fell off his face, his jaw dropped open, his eyes widened, and his two friends were just as shocked. I didn't say a word, just turned and kept walking. He never bothered me again, and then I never had to be around him when we got to high school.
But the story doesn't really end there. Three years later, he was dating Junell's (sister-in-law) cousin, who's my age. The cousin and I were both spending a lot of time at Junell's house at that point, and eventually, we ran into each other there, outside of school. I was very hesitant about speaking to him at all, but he brought it up, kinda laughing about how I slapped him. So I finally asked him why he had decided to DO that to me.. and he didn't remember--actually didn't think he'd ever had a reason. I was just there and he was bored. We kinda left it on a reconciliatory note, with him kinda embarrassed about harrassing me, and me not really sorry I hit him but forgiving nonetheless. So the story sorta ends well, but it did change who I turned out to be.
And the moral of this story? Hit sooner.
Oh, I had a funny produce story. At least, I thought it was funny. Wednesday, an elderly couple came into the store. They walked around for a while, and then brought their purchases to the register. The lady said that she would also like a 50 pound bag of potatoes. I went back to get them and check the price ($8.95).
Me: That's a lot of potatoes!
Her: Oh, we don't eat very many.
Mmmkay. I don't know about ya'll, but I think that's "many". ;)
I'm starving and it's only 4. It'll be over two hours before Magnus is home and we can have dinner. We also need to do grocery shopping. And fix Brad's computer. Brad is my sixteen year old cousin. He got suspended yesterday from school for three days. I know that shouldn't please me, but it kind of does. His grades aren't good enough to not be concerned about, but on the other hand, that means that this won't kill a perfect record, either. ;) He was suspended for fighting. It's not that I'm a big fan of violence, but he's never been one to take up for himself. Apparently, this kid hit him in the back with a pencil, and so that's what started the fight. I don't know exactly how the other guy looked, but Brad is apparently somewhat banged up. Mom picked him up from school yesterday and took him to Pizza Hut. She said that she did the same thing for Scotty when he got suspended for fighting (somewhat similar thing) and so she might as well continue the tradition. She was always pretty cool with things when we got in trouble at school. :) At some point (seventh grade or so), there was this annoying girl who kept randomly walking up to me and slapping me. The first time, I was too shocked to do anything about it, as she ran off right away. The second time, I didn't want to get in trouble. I didn't even know what her problem was. After that, Mom told me that if I didn't do something about it if it happened again, I was going to be in BIG trouble--with her. *laugh*
I know that it's hard to encourage your kids to resort to violence, but at the same time, you can't teach them that it's okay to not protect themselves. When we moved back here in eight grade, I was happy and excited because I had friends still here and I'd always wanted to come back. On the first day, this one guy decided he didn't like me. I never got a real reason for it.. he said something about me saying I didn't like one of his friends, which I hadn't. It sounds so stupid and childish, which, of course, it was. But he tormented me for a long time. He'd call my name in this TONE and he'd stare at me to make me uncomfortable, and him and all his friends would sorta follow me and make stupid jokes and laugh hysterically. I was absolutely miserable, and my entire personality changed because of it. I was never outgoing, but I became very shy and quiet at school. Finally, one day, I was walking down the hall and him and two friends were behind me, saying something. I completely snapped, whirled around and slapped the hell out of him. His glasses fell off his face, his jaw dropped open, his eyes widened, and his two friends were just as shocked. I didn't say a word, just turned and kept walking. He never bothered me again, and then I never had to be around him when we got to high school.
But the story doesn't really end there. Three years later, he was dating Junell's (sister-in-law) cousin, who's my age. The cousin and I were both spending a lot of time at Junell's house at that point, and eventually, we ran into each other there, outside of school. I was very hesitant about speaking to him at all, but he brought it up, kinda laughing about how I slapped him. So I finally asked him why he had decided to DO that to me.. and he didn't remember--actually didn't think he'd ever had a reason. I was just there and he was bored. We kinda left it on a reconciliatory note, with him kinda embarrassed about harrassing me, and me not really sorry I hit him but forgiving nonetheless. So the story sorta ends well, but it did change who I turned out to be.
And the moral of this story? Hit sooner.
