Daycare and other musings

I’m now convinced that moving T to a new daycare is for the best.  I say this with full awareness that I will have so much stress and anxiety over choosing the right daycare and how he will react that I’ll have to purchase a case of wine, maybe 2, to get me through it.    And my poor husband….I should just apologize to him now. 

I spoke last night with one of the super cool teachers for the 3 year old class (which he has yet to join despite being told 3 weeks ago he would on 8/16) and she is leaving the center.  I was excited she was going to be his teacher, too. And apparently, she’s not the only one.  So not only are parents jumping ship, but so are teachers.  I hate it for the center, because it was such a great place when the prior director was there.  But there will be something even *awesomer* for Mr. T., I just know it!

I just got back from a meeting with a rep from Northwestern Mutual about life insurance, disability, etc. and this guy was basically a kid!  Seriously?  I may have been in high school when he was born and now I’m supposed to trust him with my financial security?  No offense to the guy, he was really nice and not too pushy, and I’m sure he knows way more about this crap than I do, but seriously?   Then an attorney who is maybe 28, and the reason this guy called me in the first place, told me he thought the same thing.  And I felt tons better!    Woo hoo, I’m not the only who feels ancient when discussing retirement with Opie!

Something I’ve discovered lately…..I’m a smart ass (already knew that part) and I like it!  Yes, I’m very proud of my sarcastic remarks and general smart-assedness.  Oh, and corn ball humor, too.  I shall not apologize for being sarcastic or telling a joke that needs a drum roll at the end.  I am proud to say that some of my favorite movie lines come from Steve Martin and Chevy Chase, and I still *roll* laughing at The Three Amigos.  And The Jerk.  I’m particularly proud of that one…hence my cat’s name, Navin R. Johnson.  (Seriously.  It’s on his vet records.)   I do not get all stuffy and pretentious about what I watch on TV or what movies I like.  I still haven’t seen Avatar.  I finally saw Slumdog Millionaire for the first time, like, 2 weeks ago.   Buffy the Vampire Slayer was one of my favorite shows.  I don’t remember who said this, but I whole heartedly agree with whoever recently said we *really* need a ‘sarcastic’ font.  It would help me tremendously.  I have no idea why I felt the need to proclaim my love of being a smartass or corny humor fan, but I did.  So there world, deal with my smartassedness!  (I really like that word, btw).  That is all.