Parking Lot from Hell!

Well. I have been spoiled having Ryan take the kids to school for the past year. I mean SPOILED!

He's back working far from home and leaves at 6:30 every morning. So I take the kids in.

I said this once. And now I take it all back. I DO go up there at 2:10. I DO sit in the parking lot waiting for my kids. I DO read. I  DO fucking look out the window, because I DON'T have anything better to do. And as a matter of fact, I HATE walking up to the school in the dead of winter to get my kids. My kids don't like it either. And let me tell you. If you're not there before 2:15, you're walking 3 blocks to get to the school from the street. It's laid out that stupid. But I digress.

I have noticed, and this is no joke, that people are out of their damn minds in this parking lot. They will cut you off without any hesitation. Because I'm pretty sure they have better places to go than I do.  They double park because they didn't get there early enough and it's too cold for them to park down the street and walk up. So they block you from leaving. I'm always hoping my kids get out AFTER their kids do so I can actually leave instead of WAIT. FOREVER.
Here. I've drawn a picture so you have a better idea of what I'm dealing with.

Notice the jankety parking job that some do? It's no joke. I'm really being quite nice about it too.

But this is nothing compared to the morning rush. It's seriously, hell. Like icy cold center core of hell, hell. Clearly people are in a hurry. Cutting me off and stuff. And I get that. But seriously, this other type of parent is the WORST. Sitting in the drive through lane because you want to watch-little-Sally-walk-in-oh-isn't-she-adorable-whoops-she-dropped-her-mitten-I-should-wait-to-see-if-she-got-it-oh-yep-she-did-oh-there-she-goes-into-school-down-the-hall-and-into-class. Oh.My.Fucking.God. I actually have lost my voice yelling in the parking lot at these idiots. I think that's where my vein ripping out of my neck fantasies enter my brain.

I've seen parents almost hit kids crossing the drive through area because they were too busy speeding out of their spot, or talking to another parent in tandem car driving in a single lane. (That one's my favorite. Can't be stupider than that.) But through all of this idiotic driving, and parking and waiting. One thing that disappoints me the very most, all the drivers I see doing really stupid shit are Asian. Like, eyes-peeping-over-the-steering-wheel-steering-wheel-in-their-chest Asian.

I'm not trying to be a racist. Cause hell, I'm Korean myself. But holy crap! They don't say Asian drivers are the worst for no reason. I mean. I have consciously, my entire driving career, tried to NOT be that driver. I sit further from the steering wheel. I sit higher in my seat. I make sure I'm smart about driving. I really try to pay attention to my surroundings. But sweet Jesus. I get it. That stereotype was manifested in the parking lot of South Washington County Schools. I know it makes me sound awful, but I'm pretty sure after you dealt with this for 4 years, you'd feel just about the same. I'm trying to be better about it though. I only give them the thumbs down when they almost hit my kid because they want my parking spot before my kid even gets in the car, instead of running out to their car with a baseball bat. Cause that's an idea that's crossed my mind a time or two.

Meanest.Mom.Ever

That's me.

After 30 minutes of playing with the kids this morning, I took them to school. Our morning was fun. We laughed. We joked. We had a really enjoyable morning together.

Then as I pulled into the parking lot of school I hear, "Oh no mom. My math homework isn't in my folder."

I said to dear sweet Miles, "That's too bad. You'll have to tell your teacher you'll bring it tomorrow."

And then the tears started rolling.

I mean shit. I'm mean. I could have turned around and got it. We live only a mile from the school. But it's the principle of it. He had ample time to collect his belongings. I even recall saying, "Get your backpacks ready!"

And last year this was a major problem. I can't tell you how many times I went back to school to pick up homework he forgot or back home to get homework he had to turn in. It was a lot. So much so, that this morning I wasn't willing to turn around.

He was devastated. I feel bad. And a bit guilty. But damnit! I won't be there for him when he's older. He should learn the hard lessons now. Right?

Shit. I'm totally going to bring him his stupid math worksheet. Argh!!!!

Oh youth

Thompson Twins - King For A Day by jpdc11

I love this song. I love this song a lot. I love everything about it. The hair. The look. The sound. The feeling it gives me. It reminds me of my 6th grade boyfriend. It reminds me of Esprit clothes and Aquanet hairspray.

And that's about it. I heard it today. Out of nowhere. And I loved it.

YIIIPPEEDEEEDOOODAAAAAH!

It's a snow day here in Minnesota. I mean...SNOW. I mean I can't find a map to show you, but rest assured it's a shit ton of snow. Not Halloween blizzard of 91 snow, but it's a lot.

Well, of course after months of moaning and groaning about having to "get up" for school. I mean, bitching and moaning, and using every fucking excuse in the book complaining, we have a snow day. AND to add insult to injury, both kids were up at the regular time happy as pigs in shit. And when they found out about no school, there was no going back to bed for the SAHM.

About 9 inches of snow fell last night. It's not bad. And it's continuing to snow, but unlike much of the US, we keep plugging along. I honestly was surprised when I found out school was closed. It never closes. EVER. But today it has. And they are so happy about it.

We plan on going outside all day. Eat junk food and watch tv when it gets too cold and the kids' little Korean faces turn beet red. Sledding is out as the snow is fluffy and will blind you the minute you try to go down the ice packed hill under all this fluffy stuff.

I'm not one of those parents who thinks, free day at home means study like you're in school. I hate those types of parents. Remember when YOU were a kid. Did you want to study? Fuck no.

You wanted to eat junk food watch tv and go out to play with the neighborhood kids until you got so cold you were convinced you had frostbite and would have to have toes and noses amputated and people would come to see you in the hospital and bring flowers and balloons and think, "Awwww poor SJT she was so awesome." But it didn't happen because you got some hot cocoa and all was right with the world.

So...yeah. I'm a SAHM who can let my kids have fun today. And Claire tap danced for me after yelling about being so happy it's a snow day.

Here's a quick shot of my neighborhood. I love Minnesota snow.