Saturday, November 23, 2013

Baby G

It is high time I wrote about the newest edition to my family:  Baby Gia.

As my Dad always says, Masone girls are amazing, and Gia is no exception.  I am a very proud Auntie Beth.

My mom and I even had the unique opportunity to spend a long weekend babysitting Gia while my sister and her husband went to a wedding in Key West, Florida. 

But am I jealous of my sister??  Heck no!  Gia is awesome!
Seriously?  How freaking cute is she?

To start, she is wonderful and perfect.  I love how she purses her lips together in a perfect little coo face, and I adore her little grunts and baby noises, and the way she holds my finger with her tiny hand when I feed her a bottle.  Like her mother (sorry DD), she doesn't like messes, and fusses as soon as her diaper is the least bit uncomfortable.  But no worries, because that's why we are here.  To be clear, I am not insinuating my sister wears a diaper, but rather that she detests messes.

In fact, I'd forgotton how much work newborn babies are.  My back is already hurting after bending down to pick her up, put her down, carry her, rock her, change her . . . . . I remember those days seven and ten years ago.  I'll also be scheduling a massage as soon as I get home.

I also forgot about the "on call" part of parenthood.  My kids get home and they can get themselves a snack, walk around alone, be incredibly specific when they complain (my eggs taste bad, I don't like apple juice, you didn't cut my chicken up small enough, I like your bed better than my bed), and basically fend for themselves.

Gia needs constant attention.  Is it too hot?  Too cold?  Should I put a hat on her or take it off?  It is so hard to figure out why she cries or gets fussy.

All I have to do is yell at my kids to put on a coat, and they can either listen to me or ignore me.  But I said it, and I'm done.  Babysitting Gia has brought me back to a level of parenting I will always cherish, but never want to return to permanently.

I do want to say that my Grammy Sis would be proud.  Gia has a great set of lungs on her and can scream and holler like a true Italian.  My Grandma June would also be proud, because Gia is a smart little devil (angel) who is already smiling and has discovered her hands.

Regardless, I couldn't be happier that she is here.  And, as her godmother, I'm so excited to have such a perfect human being in my life.

Congratulations Diane and Lance.  And thanks for my favorite niece. 

Beth - 1
Baby G - 2
Beth's Back - 0

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Convenient Imaginary Lanes

It is time to talk about people who ignore the rules.  For a reason I cannot explain, some people feel they don't have to foll the rules, even if ignoring them exhibits a rude inconvenience to others.

I bring this up, because I'm witnessing this phenomenon every day.  And you'll never guess who the rule-breakers are. 

Private Catholic School Parents.

The very people you would least expect to be rule-breakers are astonishing me with their rule-breaking ways.  (I suddenly have this odd urge to bust out a Dr. Seuss-type rhyme)

Basically, when we pick up our kids, we form two lines in each red arrow "lane".  The lanes furthest to the left (in the picture below) get to leave first, and then the next over and so on.  Many parents arrive very early to get in the first two lanes.

Notice, specifically, the red arrows that point towards the church.  You will see that they are in the space BETWEEN the parking spaces.  In the instructions, it says, "Please do not "tag" onto earlier carpool lanes so you can depart more quickly."  This is Catholic School Way of saying, "don't cheat".

Well some parents, and I'm talking about three or four out of 40, have decided that they will just create their own line.  These rule-breakers usually emerge about five minutes before pick-up. 

There are already two lines in every lane, and the first two lanes are pretty much completely full.  Logic and morality would suggest if the first two lanes are full, even if they get out first and you would also like to get out first, you suck it up and go into the second "wave" of lanes.

But no.  Not these people.  They decide to create an imaginary "third" lane in the actual parking spaces (which is in direct violation of the picture above), just so they can get out earlier.  They don't appear ashamed, or embarrassed, or in any way self-conscious.  They just pull right on up and make their own lane. 

Despite the fact that I'm sitting in my car in front of a church, I'm cursing them in my head, wondering what the hell they are thinking. 

I mean, do they just pull up and say "Hey, I don't feel like waiting today so I'm just gonna park in a place where there is no line.  No one will care."  Or do they think, "No way am I gonna park in the SECOND wave of cars.  I'm gonna pull in here."  Or, do they just laugh and say, "SUCKERS!" as they pull in to the lane that does not exist. 

I don't know, and I wish I did.  But it bugs the crap out of me, and I'd like to think my piercing glare as they pull past my car into the imaginary lane will someday shame them into changing their ways.  To make matters worse, the official car "dismisser" just lets them do it!  Grrrrrrrr.

Beth - 1 (I'm a rule follower)
Rule-Breakers - 0

Saturday, November 9, 2013

August and September

I promised to fill you in on the last couple of months, so I'll start with this post.


Actually, August was a really bad month, and I don't want to talk about anything that happened during that time period.  Indicate your approval by staying perfectly silent.

Just so you know, a Furby really makes its eyes do this.  It
has different personalities, but to me, they are all evil.

September was much better! 

1. I signed my publishing contract and started working with my editor.  I am enjoying the editing process and still can't believe my dream has come true.

2. I went back to work, and now teach juniors.  This requires copious lesson planning, which is both intellectually engaging and ridiculously time consuming.  This is also one of the reasons I have been MIA in the blogging world.  However, I now know more about rhetoric than I ever thought possible.

3. My kids started private school, so I had the new pleasure of everything encompassing that experience.  The word "pleasure" could easily be replaced with many other words.  Use your imagination.

4. I ushered my kids to and from after-school activities, play dates and doctor appointments.  That was about as fun as it sounds, depending, of course, on what kinds of things are fun to you.  Just so we are clear, the aforementioned is not what I consider fun.

5. My kids re-discovered their Furbies, which have no off switch, literally.  I've almost smashed them twice.

Well, that about covers September.  I have many individual stories to share with you, and promise to follow through on my . . . . promise; but, this seemed like a good way to ease back into the blogging zone. 

Beth - 0 (Really, neither month helped me gain points)
August - In the negative
September - 1

Friday, November 8, 2013

New Website!

Hi Everybody!

I have a new author website.

Clink on the link above to see it.  Yeah, you knew that already. 
This is one reason I haven't been
blogging.  No, that isn't the
 interesting part.  There are more
juicy details.  Promise.
In my opinion, it is beautiful, wonderful, cool, awesome, and way better than the one I created before.  So, I think you should take one small minute out of your day and look at it. 

In return, I promise to fill you in on all the happenings in my life since August, when I pretty much went out of commission.  Some of the happenings are very interesting and may pique your curiosity.  Some, may make you wish you were watching re-runs of Friends. However, I will do my best to entertain.

In the meantime, check out my new blog layout, and my spectacular, excellent new website. 


Website and Blog:  1

Beth - 0  (I promise a series of posts explaining why I've been MIA)