Please, I'm begging
Is it time for school to start yet?
Today I actually used the f-word in front of our fabulous summer baby-sitter. She said, "I can't believe school is going to start so SOON."
And I just couldn't help it. I said, "I cannot f-word (which would earn me a NC-17 rating, no doubt) wait."
She laughed. I said, "Oh, gosh, I can't believe I said that out loud!" (Um, Mom of S.? This blog relies a lot on hyperbole and you can't really believe everything I write here. Your child is safe with me. Actually, your child is more mature than me. So, really, we pretty much all do what she says.)
It's just been a Bickering Summer and I can't take much more of it. My husband and I are bickering. The girls are bickering even when I threaten DIRE consequences. They simply can't help themselves. We've had lots of rain, it is true (did I tell y'all about that?) but it's also just the age.
Today, I actually wanted to do a little craft thing with the kids but they were so crabby I just did it by myself.
I made candles.
It sounds very impressive but honestly? It's like this: you buy wax.
Then you melt it over a low heat and add a crayon or several for coloring. (Take the labels off the crayons. Trust me.)
I melt mine in a simmering pan of water but that's really because I Lack Patience For All Things and it goes faster in hot water. You could just heat it up over low heat.
Then you pour it into molds (I'm using these cups that my mother in law (she of every possible disposable item known to man) bought when she was visiting one time so that she would have something to serve espresso in. They are exactly the size of votive candles.)
You put in wick into the candles first and you use this Tacky Wax (that's not a judgement, that's an actual name) to stick the wick down so it doesn't move when you pour in the melted wax.
Viola.
Whoop-dee-do.
Candles.
It'd be a fun thing to do with kids.
If you could manage not to say the F-word.
Today I actually used the f-word in front of our fabulous summer baby-sitter. She said, "I can't believe school is going to start so SOON."
And I just couldn't help it. I said, "I cannot f-word (which would earn me a NC-17 rating, no doubt) wait."
She laughed. I said, "Oh, gosh, I can't believe I said that out loud!" (Um, Mom of S.? This blog relies a lot on hyperbole and you can't really believe everything I write here. Your child is safe with me. Actually, your child is more mature than me. So, really, we pretty much all do what she says.)
It's just been a Bickering Summer and I can't take much more of it. My husband and I are bickering. The girls are bickering even when I threaten DIRE consequences. They simply can't help themselves. We've had lots of rain, it is true (did I tell y'all about that?) but it's also just the age.
Today, I actually wanted to do a little craft thing with the kids but they were so crabby I just did it by myself.
I made candles.
It sounds very impressive but honestly? It's like this: you buy wax.
Then you melt it over a low heat and add a crayon or several for coloring. (Take the labels off the crayons. Trust me.)
I melt mine in a simmering pan of water but that's really because I Lack Patience For All Things and it goes faster in hot water. You could just heat it up over low heat.
Then you pour it into molds (I'm using these cups that my mother in law (she of every possible disposable item known to man) bought when she was visiting one time so that she would have something to serve espresso in. They are exactly the size of votive candles.)
You put in wick into the candles first and you use this Tacky Wax (that's not a judgement, that's an actual name) to stick the wick down so it doesn't move when you pour in the melted wax.
Viola.
Whoop-dee-do.
Candles.
It'd be a fun thing to do with kids.
If you could manage not to say the F-word.
Comments
LOL.
Dude. You made candles. By yourself. On purpose. THINK about it.
Oh, right.
Oh. My. God.
Know what else I did? About an hour of Perler beads--those beads you put on a form and iron so they fuse?
No child in sight.
I need stronger medication.
I'm so tired and was about to turn off my computer. I hadn't been anywhere near it all day long, so I checked to see if you had a new post. Can you believe I almost didn't read it tonight - while tired - so that I could savor it for tomorrow when I'm more alert?
Your fan & fellow mom who needs a night out and can't wait for school to start by now,
~Carol
And unfortunately our sitter wouldn't be shocked in the least if I let loose with the f-word in front of her.
LOL!!!
I like the colour - what colour crayon is that anyways.
You should come here in October and go to the CreativFestival with me. It's an entire weekend of crafting - but mosting.....KNITTING!
I'm going to tease you with some of the classes they offer in an email later.
How much would the flight be if you booked it 2 months in advance?
Heather' mom