Despite the car, I'm still Trying to Let it Go Tuesday

How ironic that one of my worst days is a Tuesday - the one day I'm trying to conciously Let It Go. Ha!
Oh well, here's my best effort:

1) The fact that I am soooooo overly tired and simply can't sleep. Take an Ambien and Let it gooooooo.

2) The mountain of laundry I have to do sometime between tomorrow and Thursday morning. Let it goooooo.

3) My hair, it's greyness, and the fact the people have started asking me where my twins get their red hair...um, FROM ME!??!?! Let it gooooooo. (I'll make an appointment next week.)

So there. What are you letting go of?
ScaryMom

Dear Mr. Service Manager at the Car Dealership...

I know you guys probably aren't selling a lot of cars these days what with gas prices where they are and the market tanking.

I know you need to make some money and the fact that most people are fixing their cars rather than buying new ones means service is the best place for you to do that.

I also know, that you know, that once my car is in there (for an oil change and brakes) you have me by the balls so of course I'm not gonna pick it up and bring it somewhere else. (If I had somewhere else I wouldn't have brought it to you in the first place!)

But do you really need to charge me $50 an hour for labor when the part itself is only $89?

Do I really need to get a $1200 quote on work that should really cost only $500 tops?

Do you really need to "recommend" work that, according to my brother-in-law who owned a service shop, is totally unnecessary?

I know I am partly to blame.
Year after year I race it into your shop because we're leaving on one of our 6 hour trips to my mom's house and I like to make sure it's in tip-top shape. Sue me for not wanting to break down again on the New Jersey Turnpike in the pouring down rain in the middle of effing nowhere and having to pee so bad while I wait for the tow truck that my eyes turn yellow!

I'm sorry I don't want to go through that again and yet I still manage to leave the car stuff to the last minute...I'm...not...perfect!

But if you think for a second I'm gonna just freely hand over my credit card today when I pick my car up you are sorely mistaken. I will bitch, moan, grumble, growl, beg, annoy, pester, and harass you because the $40 discount on brakes you so generously offered me just isn't good enough.

At some point I will look at this as a blessing. Because you are finally forcing me to find "someplace" else to go. And once I am there, I will tell all my friends, and I will send you a nasty postcard.

Here's to your $40 discount.
ScaryMom

ScaryMom gets dissed hard

I've just spent the last hour looking for photos I took with my cell phone camera of the Twofer riding their bikes sans training wheels and came across a video I took with my cell phone this summer.

Here I am trying to capture a wonderful summer moment and I get a very clear shoulder snub. Is that a girl thing or what? Even so, with twins, the mom (or primary care giver) is often the third wheel. I'm also often left out, left behind, and the butt of the joke.

You wonder why I call myself ScaryMom?
But I'm also the adult, so I get to bitch about it here and torture them prom night with a video montage.

In this short and very crappy quality video we are on the train at Cabin John Regional Park which is a great park if you ever happen to be in the area. I thought I was doing something very nice. Apparently I am already and embarrassment to my 5-going-on-13 year olds.

Last time I do something nice...
ScaryMom

WARNING...this post will self-destruct in 5 minutes.

Seriously, this post will have to be deleted at some point.

I do my best to be as open and honest in this blog as I can without completely compromising the welfare (and reputation) of my family. That said, because the Towfer offer so much content, they are often highlighted in my posts and I realize that someday that might piss them off...like when they are 16. Although the fact that they already read has me worried that day may come a lot sooner.

So here's the scoop:

It has come to our attention that M can make herself cry.
I don't mean whiny, pouty-face, cry.
I mean full-on, Haley-Joel-Osment-in-The-Sixth-Sense, Halle-Berry-Oscar- acceptance-speech, me-after-the-watching-the-hospital-scene-from-Terms-of- Endearment, body collapsing, shaking, dry-heaving tears.

It is a sight to behold. And the other day she did it over something as silly as no dessert. I literally stood up and gave her a round of applause and saw dollar signs in my eyes.

ScaryMom, "M - that was amazing! You know you can make a LOT of money doing that in front of a camera?!"

M, "Really?" sniff "Why?"

ScaryMom, "Seriously. What do you think about to make yourself cry like that?"

M, "I don't know." sniff "I just think about something sad like you and daddy leaving me or something and I cry."

ScaryMom (ignoring the fact that she thinks about us leaving her) "And you can do that whenever you want?"

M, sniff, sniff nods her head.

ScaryMom, "Can you do it again and show daddy?"

M, sniff "OK.....", and the tears start rolling.

So now it has become a game, but I don't know who's winning.
We've had her do it for some close friends and family members because at first I saw it like any other talent. "Look what M can do!"
But now I'm beginning to wonder because she's cranked up the crying episodes lately and what I thought was 5 yr old drama might just be me being duped!

M starting her magic

If she's this good at playing me at 5, what will she be like at 10? At 13? At 16?
So why not explore (note: not exploit) this talent a little more and see if I can't get her to channel it into a nice Disney movie roll?

Any talent scouts out there looking for cute red-heads with a knack for tears?

Now that I've exposed my daughter, enjoy commenting on my parenting skills (or lack of) because this post won't be up here forever. But I will always be scary.

Cry baby cry,
ScaryMom

Almost forgot to "Let it go on Tuesday"

It's 10:00pm Tuesday, but never to late to let it go, right? In fact, the best time to think about what I will Let Go of is right before I go to bed so I can have a chance at a good, restful sleep.

That said, here's what I will let go of tonight since I can't do anything about it anyway:
1. The amount of chocolate I ate while watching the debate (it's 60% cacao so it's good for me, right?)
2. The fact that I have volunteered for way too much stuff at school already including math lab...and I am terrible at math.
3. My to do list - never ending, always growing.

What are you letting go of?

ScaryMom