Cece Meng's Blog, page 3

If Only

Nice to know someone can sleep in around here.

A Cup, an Egg, and a Spoon

Not such a great morning yesterday. I was up at 4:40am to get my mother-in-law to the cardiologist's for her 8:30am appointment. She was incredibly ungrateful, which I found incredibly irritating. I get that being grateful to the person pounding on your front door at 5:00 in the morning is pretty darn impossible.
But she answered the door in her baggy THERMAL LONG JOHNS clutching a teapot in one hand and an egg in another. Not my definition of "ready" - which was what I had requested from her ...

Laundry Update

Follow-up to one of my earlier blog posts:I'm getting some questions from people on how I rectified my laundry situation (the one involving dog excrement in my washer).
I didn't notice that the pooey shirt had been in my laundry until I unloaded my dryer and recognized the shirt. After my initial hysteria, I quickly reloaded my washing machine with the same batch. The clothes looked and smelled completely normal, as did my washing machine, but I wasn't taking any chances.
I set the washer on...

Another Fine Parenting Moment

So, how did YOU send your little one off to school this year? With hugs and kisses and promises of after-school cookies and milk? Did you pick out the perfect back-to-school outfit and gush over what a great teacher your child got?

Yeah. Well, I took a different approach. Let's just say fourth grade did not start off how I had hoped. 

It all began when my son's best friend was put in a different classroom. It's their first year separated since Kindergarten! Alex was devastated when he...

Gaga

It's hard to say no to free music. Especially when it comes from an unlikely source. A mystery traveler left a Lady Gaga CD in the rental car we took on our vacation last August. I'm pretty sure the person who rented that vehicle before us was significantly more hip than our quiet little family of four. More hip, more interesting, and I'm pretty sure MUCH younger. Younger than me, that is.
Another artifact from this other person's road trip was tucked in the pocket behind the passenger front s...

A load of you-know-what

If even the WORD shit bothers you, you'd better stop reading now. If you have a better word that describes the brown stuff that unfurls from the back end of a dog, then be my guest and mentally place that word as a substitute for shit when you read it in this post. For me, I am standing by my word.
Oh wait, before I start on my shit story, the mental picture an animal bottom reminds me of another story. My friend Peggy entered her chicken in the county fair and her little daughter watched the ...

Brownies, Candles, Books, and Tea

I have a 6th grader who recently started middle school and she is feeling WAY too much stress. When stress makes MY life and health fall to shit, I somehow seem to accept it without a fight. But when my eleven-year-old has worked herself into a daily panic and can't get to sleep at night it is SO NOT OKAY. NOT NOT NOT NOT OKAY.
Let me clarify - my daughter's stress is not related to schoolwork being overly challenging (it isn't) or a problematic social situation (she hangs out with a sweet...

The Road Best Not Taken

I need a scalpel. I've never actually used one before, but there are quite a few bumps and irregularities on my skin that I'd love to lop off and send in for further investigation. I also think they should make some sort of at-home biopsy collection kit that you can put your samples into, and a lab that will test the stuff you send in. How cool would THAT be? Strange, Obama has not returned my calls about including this as part of the national health care package.
There is probably some sort...

I'm Screening My Calls

Dear Caller:Please don't take it personally, but I am screening my calls. It's not that I don't like you. Well, there's a small chance that that is the case, but most likely I just need to know where your call fits on my priority list in that moment in time. 
If you're my Agent/Editor/Publisher, I promise I'll trample kittens and babies to get to the phone.
I'll drop an overflowing laundry basket in a second to take a call from an old friend. If I talked to you an hour ago, I may put the laundry f

Photo Rejects

I'm going through my iphoto library looking for family photos to frame for my "new" house. Every once in a while I come across an unused photo I took for a possible blog topic. A WISELY rejected blog topic. Usually the rejected photos fall in one of two categories:1. Completely uninteresting, even though I obviously found it amusing at one point in time.
2. Too mean.
UNINTERESTING TOPICS: 
"Cabbage Soup" The story being that I went on the nasty Cabbage Soup Diet for a week. I was over the diet fast