Thursday, September 06, 2007

A Morning Without Make-up

Today was the second day of school. I spent the morning filling out the piles of forms, permission slips, etc. that came home with the kids yesterday. (My son's new teacher fiendishly promised any child who turned in all his/her forms by this morning 50pts of Classroom Currency which can later be traded in for fabulous prizes or privileges.)

Also, today is the day that the Domestic Goddesses make one of their twice-monthly visits to my home, so I was also frantically trying to de-clutter the house sufficiently for them to arrive and do their thing.

Finally, the little cat, who is not supposed to spend the day outside unattended, got out just before we were ready to leave and we had to launch an (ultimately unsuccessful) search and capture mission.

The bottom line is that I completely missed the "apply make-up" portion of my personal morning routine.

Oh well.

As I was walking across the church lawn to my office, I met a friendly woman walking her dog. We chatted a bit. Turns out her niece goes to the same school my kids go to. She has the same first grade teacher my daughter had last year.

"Wow!" said my new best friend, "You have a second grader? You must have started late!"

I sure did, Buttercup. But at least the Politeness Fairy didn't pass over my house.

Tomorrow: lipstick and face powder.

11 comments:

cheesehead said...

Jeez. What is it with people?

I had to do the pre-Domestic Goddess declutter this morning, too. Why does my family grumble about that so much?

Katherine said...

My ma got similar comments from time to time, as she was closer to 40 when she had me. The rudeness!!

Presbyterian Gal said...

"..You must have started late..." ?????

"Why yes. I believe it was about 11:30 pm".

I did the exact same thing day before yesterday.

Anitra said...

in the for what its worth department - I feed Pounce treats to my cat every night. I shake the can a lot. Jake (the cat) is addicted to Pounce like its kitty crack. Now, whenever I need to know his whereabouts including the outside, I shake the can and if hes in earshot he's at my feet within seconds. Dignity means nothing to him when that can starts to rattle....

As for your neighbor... nice.

School season has started around here too - and the last minute dance is just sooo much fun...

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

WTH???? Stupid people.

zorra said...

My parents were 43 and 41 when I was born, and often heard well-meaning comments such as,"I have a sweet little grandbaby just like yours." But then there was the neighbor who, when she saw that Mama was (finally) pregnant, remarked, "That's gonna be the spoiledest brat on the block!" (I wasn't. Mama was determined not to give her the satisfaction.)

Purechristianithink said...

The funny thing is I was 35 when my daughter was born, which isn't really all that "late" among college educated, middle class women, (especially since she is my YOUNGER child). But the stressful morning and lack of make-up seem to have packed on enough years to make me seem like great-granny material.

reverendmother said...

~boggle~

I will be almost 36 when BB is born, and I regularly forget the makeup routine. Thanks for helping me prepare for the rudeness.

Kathryn said...

Grrr....Shall I set Dillon the Evil Jack Russell on that neighbour? How DARE she?!?
I'm so chaotic, tis just as well that I don't attempt make-up (never have)...or my poor offspring would have a mother whose age apparently ricocheted up and down from one day to the next.

Mary Beth said...

NIIIIIIIIICE! I believe PresbyGal was recently referring to those sorts of folks as A##hats. My new favorite word. :)

Rev. Dulce said...

I used to clean houses for extra money during college. I always appreciated the ones that de-cluttered prior to my arrival. One thing that I noticed is that the people with the filthest houses always paid the least.

I waited until 30 to have my munchkin and have gotten similar comments but they are usually from her friends - not the parents. Makes you wonder if they realize that they can think a thought without it actually coming out of their mouths.

Anitra's trick is how I capture our kitties, too.