Wednesday, January 30, 2008


Snow Days...


So, yeah, I'll admit to getting a momentary bubble in my gut, "YAY! NO SCHOOL!" and then I remember that no school doesn't mean the same thing to me anymore! And then it's more like... "Oh man! No SCHOOL???!!!! REALLY?"

So the windchill is a thousand below zero... I can bring him to school wrapped in thermal blankets and plastic wrap to keep the heat in... that's not a problem! OH WAIT! Poop! The car won't start... scratch that idea! OK! I got it! send the bus, and I promise to not hold anyone at the district level responsible should the bus quit between here and school, and my little goober turn into a turdcicle right there on the bus! I PROMISE!

Back when I used to have a job outside the house, snow days were a perfect excuse to call in and say, "Sorry... my kids are home, and I have nowhere to take them, Can't come in today! Bye now!" But now that I'm home all the time, there's no place for me to stay home FROM... and the kids are here, and... and.... anybody have a job they'd like me to cover for today? I need a break from routine. Only "good" thing I can think of is the possibility that just MAYBE I could talk the 4 year old into a nap with me this afternoon. The PROBABILITY of that happening is the same as the weather suddenly turning 180 degrees, and it being a balmy 85 degrees out at 4 this afternoon, but I guess there IS that possibility, right?

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Julie Bunt
Kids: Ben is 18 and Andrew is 4 1/2 (going on 30).
Residence: Wisconsin Rapids
Occupation: Stay-at-home mother
Activities: In addition to taking care of her family at home, Julie holds guardianship for her 81-year-old mother, who lives with her dad, in an assisted living facility. She also is very active in her church, Good Shepherd Evangelical Lutheran, in the town of Saratoga.
A Description of this blog: My blog will be about my experiences here in Wisconsin Rapids, comparing my children's life with my childhood, and my daily struggles to balance time between making sure my parents' needs are being met and making sure that my family here at home has what they need. Also included will be humorous, (I hope) quips and anecdotes describing my daily struggle to find an island of "girly-ness" in the ocean of testosterone I swim in daily.
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