Look out, Chicago, here I come...

Nothing too eventual has been going on in the Schuline household lately. Jenna had her first sleepover with her friend. Megan was so tired by the end of the night, but refused to go to bed without them. She kept on asking them, "Guys, are you ready to go to bed yet?!" Too funny. Megan and I went to bed around 11. Jenna and her buddy stayed up til about midnight. They were really good.

This week, I'm headed to Chicago for a conference. My coworker and I are presenting at a National Advising Conference. It's being held at the Hyatt Regency downtown. We are taking the Amtrak up. The University rate is unbelievable! It will cost me both there and back, $24. Crazy! Of course, the rate is only good for business travel. This will be my first time taking the train up to Chicago from here. Megan is looking forward to picking me up at the train station on the weekend.

Jenna is signing up for her school's circus. Keep your calendars open for April! Megan is starting gymnastics and LOVES it! She was like a little monkey on the bars the other day.

Well, better get things done so I can leave without a million things to do, just a few thousands. :)

Chill People!

What is up with people and their attitudes?! I've been having conversations with people this week about how people have been acting lately. I volunteer for the PTO at my daughter's school where I do the directory for all the classes. Families were suppose to submit their forms for this thing at registration. I have sent an email recently letting them know I need the info by a certain date, otherwise I cannot print their family info in the directory. I have received numerous emails back from people that have a tone and down right yelling at me and my helpers whatever their reasons for not getting the info to me. Ugh!

At one of Jenna's meetings yesterday, one of the parents dropped off their child late and was all pissy because they didn't know where the meeting was, even though their spouse responded to an email that was sent a little bit before the meeting that they would be there.

One of Jenna's friend's mom is a high school teacher and she was telling me that this year she is having parents coming to her and telling, that's right, telling her that she needs to change what she is teaching them because it is too hard. What?!

We blamed it on the economy, but that is still no excuse. What is up with people having no respect for others?

Yucky Peanuts!

Decided to take a day off from work and have a "ME" day. A day where I can do whatever I want, which was to veg in front of the tv and do nothing pretty much all day. I decide that it is time for me to go and pick up Megan from the sitter. When I get there, she is wearing a different pair of shorts. When I ask her what happened, her sitter says that she threw up. All over her pants, blankie, horsey, and the sitter's carpet. So, I'm thinking, great, I take a day off just cuz and this is what happens... Megan gets the flu, I have to figure out if and when I can take off tomorrow, etc... We get home and she is fine. No fever, no stomach pain, asking for food. So, I ask her if she had any cereal today, she says no. I ask her what she had to eat today, she says, I don't know. I thinking ok, she just got a hold of oats, one of the foods she is allergic to. That is the typical reaction that she has when she has oats, pukes them all out and wants to eat again.

The sitter then calls to see how she is doing. I tell her fine, no more pukes. She says that Megan should be fine to come back tomorrow. I asked why. She then says that she made brownies for the kids and grabbed chips for the brownies. They ended up being peanut butter chips. So, that explains the pukes. Of course, our sitter feels HORRIBLE!! Megan was doing fine, so figured pukes where cured the incident. Well, as the night progressed, Megan starts coughing and coughing and sniffling and sniffling. So, I give her benydril now know what the problem was. After about an hour, her sniffles and coughing stopped, but then her eyes started to puff. Hence the picture. Poor thing! Thankful, her breathing is fine, no rash, no serious signs of the reaction. I can bet that our sitter will be more careful! I told Megan that she is allowed to tell her sitter that she was bad and not allowed to give her brownies anymore!