I hate that "jeggings" has become a word. It completely irritates me, and I spend far too much time thinking about it. Yes! I really do think about these things. If you are unfamiliar with jeggings, they are the "sporks" of the pant world-leggings that look like jeans. Apparently, cheap looking polyester/lycra blends are chic again. I also hate that jeggings are being marketed to the kids who shop at the tweenie bopper store my daughter loves, AS WELL AS to women in their 30's, like me. I could have worn jeggings when I was 20, but 15-16 years, 2 children and 30 pounds later? Well, I suppose I COULD wear them if I had some waist to ankle Spanx, but really? I think they are tacky, and not even my spell check likes "Jeggings".
I love the smell of my husband's clean T-shirts.
I hate the smell of the dirty ones.
I love that our new dog walks so nicely by my side on a leash.
I hate when my children act like buffoons on the walk-tripping each other, trying to carry each other, laughingly trying to shove each other of the sidewalk, etc. Basically doing everything they can to annoy me and make the dog nervous.
I love that I found a pair of Justice sweatpants for my daughter at TJ Maxx today for $12.99! These are usually at least $30 in the stores.
I hate paying full price for cheaply made trendy junk at Justice.
I love that when the guy at Chick Fil A asked me if I needed a condiment today, I almost said, "No thank you. I'm Catholic." Even though I'm actually not Catholic, and he would have not gotten the joke anyway and would have thought I was crazy-kind of like you are doing right about now. It made sense inside my head...
I hate how cheery the people at Chick Fil A are in the mornings. Maybe it's just the ones around here, but honestly, they are just so over the top happy and friendly, and want to chat and smile at me and stuff. I can't deal with that kind of treatment until at least 11 am. Just say thank you, maybe wish me a nice day, and hand over the breakfast burrito and Large Coke Zero (no ice, please). It's kind of like when the dog is all happy to see me when I wake up, and he follows me back and forth throughout the house hopefully wagging his tail all morning. Really, it's sweet and all, but just go lay down somewhere and be happy from afar! I can't even muster up the civility to say "good morning" to anyone until I've been up for at least 30 minutes-it's not pretty.
I love that my daughter cares so much about animals, and has such a big heart for them.
I hate that she and the neighbor kids decided all on their own to walk down the street soliciting money from neighbors for the ASPCA without telling anyone. The made it through several houses before my husband found them. We made them return the money. It was hard to explain that even though your heart is in the right place, you can't just go soliciting money from people in the name of a charity-especially without telling your parents. They really did have every intention of giving the money to the ASPCA, but still... It reminds me of when she and a friend decided to ask the neighbors if they wanted their nails painted (for a nominal fee, of course)-I wrote about that here .
I love that my son is already pouring over a catalog of Halloween costumes. He can't decide whether to be a special forces guy, a Star Wars guy, Indiana Jones, or Mario. I always loved dressing up for Halloween, and I'm glad that my kids enjoy it, too.
I hate that Halloween decorations are already in the stores, however.
I love that it's Friday, even though my kids came home today with those dreaded fundraiser packets.
I hate trying to hawk those stupid $30 coupon books that nearly every other school child in the state is selling at the same time. I hate that I feel guilty for not wanting to spend $60 so each of my kids will have made at least one sale. I hate the thought of asking my cash strapped friends and relatives to buy these expenvie things no one really wants. I hate that they get the kids all hyped up with the "Fantastic!" prizes (listed on the info sheet in BIG letters, and eye catching fonts) they'll earn for
Yikes! My laptop battery is about drained, so even though I don't love to do it, I'm going to have to wrap this one up fast!
I hate that the power cord never gets put in the same place twice...
I hate the fundraiser packets too! Mine sell wrapping paper & anything else related to gift wrapping or crafting. Its really cute paper and high quality but expensive. My mom always buys a truck load. I want Morley Candy! No one sells that any more!
ReplyDeleteHA! I did the door to door thing in 5th grade collecting money with a friend to save the Whales! We didnt get caught tho and ended up giving the money (all 3 bucks in change) to the local fire department. LOL Love this and I to hate hate the fundraiser packets, now that I have 3 in school this year it should be fun...I just send it back to school with them...and I hate how they rub all them grand prizes in the kids faces showing them off at lunch and stuff, my son cried for hours last year because he didn't get a prize.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh...I LOVE that your children are thoughtful enough to think of the ASPCA, and I HATE that my kids probably wouldn't be as thoughtful! I LOVE Halloween..., and I HATE the fundraiser packets...but know that I am on the PTSA, I guess I'll need to keep that opinion to myself!! I LOVE this post!!!
ReplyDeleteGood Morning...I have been thinking about your post all yesterday and this morning, and I think you should create a button for this and do a meme... ;0)
ReplyDeleteFundraisers do stink. I'm glad we all agree. But what about jeggings? please tell me we are united in our opinions of these, as well!
ReplyDeleteI hate the word jeggings too. And booties. And Justice!
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