It is time for a little therapy. Do you have any rant that if you were to admit in real life, it would expose you for the smallish troll that you are? Let's let 'em rip here.
Because I'm having a roll on : types of posts today, I'll start.
1) What is up with being the "treat mom" for our kids' sports? When we were kids, we were lucky to cajole our parents into a quarter for some gum if we were lucky. Now we parents get "assigned" a day to bring treats to t-ball, soccer, and the like. I am not one of these granola-y type moms whose kids never touch sugar, but the treats that are provided are all crap and exceed the calories expended in the activity. This new-found practice wastes both money and good nutrition. There is more than one kid on DS's four and five year old t-ball team who doesn't need the crap calories of an entire bottle of Snapple and Doritos.
Of course, I don't speak up, because I don't want to be the freaky mom.
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2) What is up with tip jars everywhere for every smallish thing? Dude, you got me an ice cream cone. Let's get real. Either that or I'm sitting a tip jar out at my desk and anyone who comes in and annoys me will be directed to it.
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See what a smallish human being I am? I need my housecoat, curlers, and my voice box to go along with my bad attitude.
Can anyone join me with your secret snarliness? Or am I the only one?
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Kelly
Because I'm having a roll on : types of posts today, I'll start.
1) What is up with being the "treat mom" for our kids' sports? When we were kids, we were lucky to cajole our parents into a quarter for some gum if we were lucky. Now we parents get "assigned" a day to bring treats to t-ball, soccer, and the like. I am not one of these granola-y type moms whose kids never touch sugar, but the treats that are provided are all crap and exceed the calories expended in the activity. This new-found practice wastes both money and good nutrition. There is more than one kid on DS's four and five year old t-ball team who doesn't need the crap calories of an entire bottle of Snapple and Doritos.
Of course, I don't speak up, because I don't want to be the freaky mom.
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2) What is up with tip jars everywhere for every smallish thing? Dude, you got me an ice cream cone. Let's get real. Either that or I'm sitting a tip jar out at my desk and anyone who comes in and annoys me will be directed to it.
::
See what a smallish human being I am? I need my housecoat, curlers, and my voice box to go along with my bad attitude.
Can anyone join me with your secret snarliness? Or am I the only one?
:: :: ::
Kelly
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