I love being right!

Yesterday was an odd weather day. Stranger than the weather was J.'s response to it. He had decided on Friday that on Sunday we were going to take the kids ice skating on Sunday. We were going to the outside rink and have a Norman Rockwellian experience. He seems to forget who his family is.

I have been ice skating three times in my life. None were very good experiences. The first time I was about five. Santa was there. He skated to center ice and gave out candy to all the little children, except for the sad little girl stuck on the wall. So sad. I digress.... anyhow, yesterday about noon I say to my husband, "Maybe today is not the best day to go skating, it's raining." Well, you would have thought that I said, "WE ARE NEVER GOING ANYWHERE EVER AGAIN BECAUSE I AM A MEAN AND EVIL PERSON WHO DOES NOT BELIEVE IN FUN OF ANY KIND!!!"

He gave me a lecture on how I was so negative and don't like to try anything new and this negativity would wear off on the kids and blah, blah, blah. My head is spinning. I just thought that maybe going ice skating OUTSIDE when it is raining wearing STEEL blades might not be the best choice.

FINE!!! WE'LL GO!!! I get everyone ready and we head out to the car. I am doing my best to be a good sport. He is telling the kids how much fun we are getting ready to have. He is really building it up. As we enter the park, the first rain drops begin to fall. I don't say anything. C. mention to his father that it is starting to rain. "That's okay buddy, when Dad was a little boy I always skated in the rain." He also went pool hopping, has been arrested, got hit in the head by his brother with a hammer. I do not believe that all things that Daddy has done are worth replicating.

Then.... BAM... just as we pull into the parking place the skies open up and the rain comes down. See, even God wants me to be right. Still, J. cannot give up. He gets out his Blackberry and checks the weather. He shows me how this line of storms is moving fast and if we just wait a few minutes we'll be fine. Still the rain comes down. Finally after twenty minutes he gives up. He tells his children that there will be no fun today. I cannot contain my smirk.

I have taught my children a valuable lesson....Mommy is always right.

Football Mania

I think that sometimes I want to question my choices in life. The King of Useless Projects was at it again. We have three televisions in our home. Only one WAS connected to Direct TV. That means that while the others were not able to connect to many stations, they were accessible.

Where there are useless projects to be done...have no fear J. will be there!! He believes that it is important that all three television be connected to Direct TV. You may be asking yourself, Shannon, why is this a bad thing? Well, all three televisions have to be on the same station. Which means that when at 6:30 Saturday night when J. decided that he wanted to watch a football game, I could not watch anything else. I could however watch the football game on my choice of three televisions.

He didn't understand why I was aggravated.