The awesome Chief started a new blog carnival this week. All the things that you really meant to say to someone, instead of being polite or the bigger person or whatever sort of nicey-type-thing, you can now let it rip and tell us what you really meant to say.
Go check it out and play along!!! Show Chief some love. Plus, it makes you super cool to be one of the first to do something new. 😉
To my mom, I said: Yes, I did get the pajamas you sent, thanks for thinking of me!
What I really meant was: Really? Leopard print granny-style pajamas with bottoms big enough to fit Hubs? Thanks for proving once again how little you know me.
To Hubs, I said: Did you have fun?
What I really meant was: You man-child, you were gone all damn day, playing in the alumni soccer game, reliving your glory days, when you should have been gone for 3 or 4 hours tops. You suck for going out afterwards when I couldn’t go, too. And you completely suck for texting me and saying you were bringing me food and then not showing up for 2 more hours after that. You should know better than to promise your wife food and then not deliver immediately.
To the early interventionist who kept saying educational terms and then correcting herself by trying to put them in layman’s terms, I said: It’s okay, I was a teacher for 6 years before my kids were born, so you don’t have to explain those terms.
What I wanted to say: I’m not an idiot. Go ahead and “IEP, 504, and accomodations/modifications” me. I got ya. And by the way, that also means that I am well aware of my child’s rights, so watch your step.
This last one is a good example of why it’s better to just say the polite thing sometimes, because watch what happened….
To my new SIL, I said: So, how much will your charge your new sister-in-law for a root touch-up? I don’t need a cut or highlights. And you can fit me in whenever.
What I really meant was: My OTHER sil(back in PA, which is why I’m not going to her now) used to just charge me $50 for a color and cut. $60 if I wanted highlights thrown in on that, and that’s flat, no tip. I know you work at the fanciest-smanciest salon in the town that is an hour south of me, but I also know that you do booth-rental, which means that you set your own prices. I’d come whenever you didn’t have a client, so you’d be getting SOMETHING at least, instead of not having a client at all. And I’m your freaking SIL. Plus, you do know that I have a HUGE mouth and can totally refer tons of peeps to you, right? So, help me out here!
Here’s what she told me: $12 to fix my horrid roots. Wouldn’t I have felt awful for saying all that? Or maybe she would have given me a different answer entirely!!!
Just a good example of why we should(sometimes) keep our “what I meant to say”s to ourselves until Wednesdays and then just share them on our blogs with Chief.
Because, otherwise, we might end up feeling really stupid.
Random stuff completely unrelated to this:
If you are are newcomer to my crazy place and I haven’t returned the visit to your blog, it’s probably because I can’t get to it from your profile. Fix that for me, okay? Or leave it in your comment.
Hubs FOUND the CW on our HD tv! I’ve been complaining for 2 months about how we don’t have it- it’s not listed on the tv guide channel or anything. But, he messed around with the tv in the rec room tonight and found it for me! It’s channel 9.7, so it’s not like I could have just found it- what IS that, anyway? Gossip Girl, ANTM, and Vampire Diaries, how I’ve missed you. And I’m looking forward to the new trashy shows starting up. Woohoo!