I’m A Gummy Bear!!

      Yeah, I’m a gummy bear!!  Ok, I know. You are probably wondering why but that is the kind of couple days I have had.  I simply had to share.  Most people would think that there is something really mentally wrong with me to think a gummy bear gyrating and shaking it’s a$$ is hilarious.  This is just the cherry on top of the last couple days.  I must share because it is perfect for a Friday night and not that far off from “I’m Sexy and I Know It” which I think is just as hilarious.

       Yesterday I had the rare pleasure of being called in to work at my son’s school.  I am a cafeteria sub which means that when I am needed they call me in.  Yesterday was special because the kids and staff were being treated to a special Thanksgiving feast and it was all hands on deck!  I was immediately put to work placing mouth watering pumpkin rolls onto huge trays.  When the kids filed through I was the pumpkin roll girl.  They had their choice…plain sugar cookie or luscious pumpkin cake rolled up and held together with thick and creamy cream cheese frosting!  Can you tell I love cream cheese frosting?  Rest assured I was good.  I abstained from sucking the leftover frosting off my plastic gloves.  

       Once the kids were served it was off to the dish room to help the lady washing dishes a gazillion lunch trays.  She hosed them down and sent them through the handy dandy automatic dishwasher and I grabbed them out of the receiving end and put them away.  The best part of the whole thing is that I got not one, not two, but three big bear hugs from my son before he ate lunch, during lunch, and to say goodbye as he raced off to recess.  I was pumped with adrenalin and had a blast.  It is down right sinful to enjoy a job so much.  It is my favorite of all the schools I have worked at so far.  Bonus, they sent me home with leftovers!!  

        Once I got home I realized I was exhausted.  There is no rest for the wicked so when the kids got home we marched off to the mall for our 1 mile trek around its halls.  The mall staff was busy getting ready for the arrival of Santa Claus.  Christmas trees were everywhere glistening with twinkle lights.  When we got home I busted open the aluminum pans holding the leftovers and somehow managed to slice my finger.  Blood spewed everywhere.  After that, my finger was entirely too sore to type.  I was too pooped to pop.  

        Morning dawned and it was the usual Friday madness.  Up at the butt crack of dawn to pack lunches and get the kids on the bus and then the sickening job of figuring out just which lucky bill collectors would be blessed with a payment.  Even then I wasn’t in the mood to write.  I tried, I did.  

      I was determined to participate in Larissa’s linky party at “Papa is a Preacher”.  Sorry to all that I am a day late!!  I had such good intentions of being on time.  Next week, Thanksgiving or not, I am so there!!!!  Since the linky hasn’t closed yet…I am fashionably late but hopefully still in time for the last hurrah!  It is Friday night and the kids are dancing to “I’m a gummy bear” after stuffing themselves with cheese pizza and orange pop.  To be a kid again!! 

      I was good and ate exactly what was prescribed on my diet sheet: lots of veggies, fruit, and a turkey burger in the perfect size portion.  Am I good or what?  Not quite to the point of singing “I’m sexy and I know it” but I’m working on it until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.