Wherein I am outed as the Easter Bunny

Like all good things, I suppose this too must end...

I thought we were going along just fine. B. has never questioned the Easter Bunny. He has blissfully enjoyed his chocolate rabbits, cheap toy chickens that lay jelly bean eggs, Whoppers until he is sick to his stomach-you get the idea.

Oh sure, he probably heard rumors at school. Kids will talk. I am sure he thought to himself, "Hmmmm.....could it be true? Could Mom and Dad be behind it all?" But this kid has got it goin' on. He knew he had a good thing and he wasn't going to screw it up. Consequently we have had 11 good years.

Along comes T. Now T. is fully as smart as his brother was at that age but there is one thing T. hasn't figured out yet. When it comes to the Easter Bunny you just keep your mouth shut and play along.

My dear boy gets up early. I know this. It's not a big surprise. I dutifully set my alarm for 6:15 Sunday morning. I figure that will give me a good 40 minutes before any child wakes up. But NO. T. hears me moving in my room and gets up to go to the bathroom. I knew he was awake at that point but it was still pretty dark in the house and I thought I could pull this off.

While he is in the bathroom I run out of the house as quietly as possible and start hiding eggs. All the time I am thinking, Gotta hurry, gotta hurry, gotta hurry. Then I start thinking, How am I gonna get in the house? How am I gonna get in the house? How am I gonna get in the house?

I get the eggs hidden away and quietly slip back in. I think I have pulled it off. Victory! Whooo Hoooo! One more year of the fantasy.

Alas, it was not to be...

After we go out and hunt the eggs C. takes me aside and says that T. saw me through the window hiding the eggs. NO!!!! We go through half the day and T. doesn't say a word. Finally he comes in and wants to tell me something.

"Mama, I saw you hiding eggs."

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did."

"Well I was just helping the Easter Bunny because he was running late."

"Huh-uh. I saw you."

"You're crazy. (yes, I know it's despicable to call your kids crazy but it can be an effective diversion-of course not this time...) I just had to help the Easter Bunny."

"You're the Easter Bunny."

"NO, I AM NOT!"

Somehow we make it through the rest of the day and as I am tucking T. into bed Sunday night the last thing I hear as I head out the door....."Good night, Easter Bunny."

"Good night, T."

The one statement you should NEVER make

Know what it is? I'm sure we have all uttered it at one time or another. Wanna guess?

"It just can't get any worse."

I didn't actually say it but I have to admit I am thinking it inside of my head and the little things just keep piling up. I must admit, this is all very minor in the grand scheme of things. Everyone has their health, my family is safe, the bills are paid, food in the cupboards, etc. Mostly it's just that I have been bombarded with little nitpicky things that are making me insane.

We've all been there. It makes me wonder how drama queens thrive in that kind of environment. You know them. Whenever you talk they always have 15 things going wrong, all at the same time, their life is totally falling apart and they seem to be blissfully flourishing in their mess. Me--I'd like to head straight for the Valium. Speaking of which, why don't they hand that out to us moms like they used to in the old days? I've had Valium once in my life when I was having terrible muscle spasms in my back and have never had it since. But from what it sounds like they used to give that stuff out like it was candy back in the day....Progress? I'm not so sure.

So what has me so crazed? Like I said, it's nothing big. But the list of little things has been piling up....

1. The alternator went out on my van exactly 10 days after my warranty expired. Is there some kind of timer that goes off telling a vehicle it is time to fall apart? You would be hard-pressed to convince me otherwise. And while we are on the subject, did you know that the dealer (it's a Kia Sedona-not that I would recommend you buy one) charges $1100.00 to put in a new alternator? Did you further know that the alternator actually only costs $170.00? As I told my husband, this is why I married a mechanic. Two days later and he has it fixed for me. I really need to tell that man I love him.
2. A student asked me if I was a hunchback.
3. Another student called me the mean teacher.
4. A third student read the word "daydream" and asked me what a "wet dream" was. Yikes! I think I did a pretty smooth save on that one though. I told the group we had a lot of words to read and we really need to keep moving. Ack.
5. Forgot to pay some bills on time. This was after asking dh to pay them then changing my mind and telling him I would take care of it. I have this nasty little habit where once I say something it is POOF, gone from my head and I figure it is handled.
6. B. is having a birthday this weekend.
7. I just found out I am not going to get to go to my craft night because dh has a meeting.
8. Moving the clocks ahead has ruined me.

So you see, those are minor things. Oh, I forgot maybe the best one. I found this cool show on FitTv called Shimmy. It's belly dancing lessons. I taped a couple of the shows to give it a try. B. happened to catch me practicing and went screaming from the room yelling, "My eyes, my eyes! They burn!" Brat!

The very next day here is the comic I found... Zits

I hope you can read it. My mom called me specifically to tell me about it. Thanks Mom. It is pretty funny. B. got a big giggle out of it.

I'm off to sleep. I have to try to wrap my brain around being a nicer person.

New camera

Here I am sitting down to type on the blog when I should be going to bed. Oh well, tomorrow's Friday, right?

I got me a nifty new camera today. Now the obvious thing to do would be to display a beautiful picture that I took with this new camera, wouldn't it? But Nooooooo, that's not what I am going to do. I am still trying to figure out how to use the darn thing.

Can someone explain to me WHY a simple DVD player has 98 pages of instructions but a camera with a number of features only has about 7 pages of instructions? This thing didn't tell me how to put the battery in, how to put the memory chip in, how to make a video, nothing. Nada.

All the booklet basically has is a legend showing what all the little symbols on the screen stand for. Mind you, it doesn't tell you which buttons to push to get those little symbols to show up on the screen, just what they mean if you ever happen upon them in your frustrated efforts to take a picture. So we will see what comes of that. It's a cute camera though, if that counts for anything. Let's see if I can find it. My camera (but mine's in red). Hey, that website is pretty good. Apparently there's a "fun" feature on my camera. Whatta ya know, Joe?

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On to other topics. Lost another pound tonight. Brings my grand total to 16.4. This has been a long week with some emotional baggage from my job and I will be glad to leave it behind. Looking forward to some R&R this weekend and maybe some knitting.