Has anyone felt that shopping for school supplies is a
Conspiracy Theory of Sorts?
Or at least feel some underground cult is in cohorts with ISIS and they decide which items ISIS will hold onto or they distribute six packs of glue when we need only four, and somehow they bring all families that have children going to school; to their collective knees.
If I am wrong I hate that I have given them any ideas.
(beroreitsnews.com for the picture of ISIS. I never knew really what they looked like but they kind of look like ninjas.)
I have never had a harder time finding what J. has needed in my life.
Recently, I was in Wal-Mart getting something other than Crayola crayons and there were folders flung on the floors, empty boxes on the shelves, and you would be up a river if you wanted four folders of a different color whether tabbed, three holed, or sheer plastic.
The place looked like a war zone and I was happy I didn't have to go into it. Then I realized- wait, I DID need to find supplies. My esophagus being re-opened again had taken all my attention.
*After thought here: why are we so messy? WE should leave a place looking better than we found it. Good grief. Sorry Wal-Mart. We have turned into spoiled and rushed people. I know I have decided to not purchase something and didn't put it back, leaving it for a worker to have to do. Do I think my time is better?
Where was I?
Oh, right here:
So in desperation I went to Amazon to find what the other stores didn't
Well, guess what?
I went to Wal-Mart today and the shelves were stocked, it looked as peaceful as a warm spring day by a lazy river and not one customer was fighting over the last four pack of Elmers glue sticks-
in fact a friend walked by and we chatted for awhile and it was SO pleasant.
I didn't bemoan going there like I usually do because they have the best prices but it is a mad house.
As J. and I meandered through the store just enjoying life, was when I saw it0. .99 cent post its.
That is a dang good deal. But I'd already gotten them on Amazon.
I rushed home and Amazon gladly cancelled my order of non- 99 cent post its.
That one was gonna be a tough one to swallow. Other items were cancelled. Then we got I lost energy and I woke up around 11.
I announced I had to get Wal-Mart right then.
J: "Mom do how dangerous that is? A woman going at night to a store, especially Wal-Mart. You would need AR-500 Steel Armour if you're gonna leave at night."
I didn't know what quality it was but he said armor and I don't know if they have my size in mesh chains and other Medieval time period.
We have had a slew of shootings around IF in the last five years.
Once decades ago a lady got up early before class and was sadly abducted and killed and so no one went to Albertsons at 6 am for donuts after that. - I am not showing sarcasm here.
My son had a point.
ME: "So where I can get that kind of safety vest."
J: "You might have to find a Marine or Navy SEAL if you want it for cheap and sorry to say this but I think you would need two cause they don't come in your size."
I don't share money info with my son but I don't have 1500 dollars laying around to get a high performance tactical taser (this baby can go up to 100 ft.) And you don't want to accidentally stick yourself with two bolts of lighting that this taser packs.
The safety of myself in Back to School supplies isn't my only worry. Sending my son back to school when the news has plastered information of shootings at school is frightening.
(Remember the day when there were no glue sticks? We just had glue? And you'd put in on your hand and let it dry then try to peel it off your hand so you could have a perfect hand print?)
Heck, when J. told me one of the kids brought a family member's knife to school) and then tried to flush it down the toilet)- I barely flinched. (I knew the kid remotely and I don't think he would have hurt anyone so much as he just wanted to show how cool the knife was to everybody to boost his coolness. It back fired. And plugged the toilet. He was caught red handed by the janitor when he went to check on whether or not it got flushed down the pipes.)
However, I was worried that it was swirling around in the water bowl and some other kid might run across it and have different plans. Ya never know. In fact, the school didn't even let us know.
J. told me randomly one day. That sorta bugged me.
Now, Bear Spray is something we actually might need to start carrying because real actual bears are coming closer and closer to the cities lately. And that has me more freaked out than going to Wal-Mart in the late evening.
I hate bears.
And I grew up camping, hiking, blah, blah, blahing.
One was just put down because he had gotten so used to eating camper's food and Pizza left overs around Buffalo Camp ground. As I lay quivering in my tent at night unable to sleep, I would cuddle up to the rock under my shoulder and lower back and pray the bears would not get a whiff of my bad breath. Or if you having your monthly, uhm- yeh.
Theanimalslife.com for the picture.
When we got a trailer I finally felt the flimsy metal was a good shield from me and the claws of a bear. If I have a nightmare- it's with a bear in it. I don't know why. Maybe it is some sort of sign that I am going to go down fighting a Grizzly Bear. ah, ha, haaaa. Yeh, right. But I do wonder why I worry about bears.......
Now with all the bear sightings,, wouldn't even catch me in a trailer no less a tent anymore- and not just because of my health.
*Yellowstonenationalpark.net for picture.
Four years ago we a had mountain lion come over from Osgood and was loose by the Jr, High and HS and they had to have a lock down for a few hours to locate it, so we are "used to" the animal kingdom coming around the schools randomly but now things are different.
We don't just worry about our kids' math grades, a moose on the loose; we have to worry about the kids that have differences that make them mad or angry and then make poor choices.
Back when I was in Jr. High and a Sevie- the boys went hunting and nobody died.
The young man I liked and held hands with in the halls, saved his money to buy clay pigeons for practice at Ski's House of Guns.
He and his friends that lived out in the country (Osgood) where they grew potatoes, wheat, and amazing athletes, would take their four wheelers and ride down to their favorite hunting spots, and shot ducks or whatever.
They are now all doctors and go on trips to places to shoot turkeys. At least that is what I last heard about my Jr. High sweetheart and my friend's husband still likes to hunt. He loves farming so much they actually raise pigs, chickens, etc.
Anyway, That was how much I knew about it all: these boys loved it and lived for it.
And a lot of the times that you had to play football against one of them or wrestle the opponent was shaking in his suburb boots.
I wish we could go back to those days. Days when running to Wal-Mart or running at all, didn't require you to be worried about someone with a chip on his shoulder.
Back to the days when your own kids worrying for you comes up at the dinner table.
Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?
I know you big city people will say we live in the sticks and such. I lived in Virginia for a stint and got a good education on what a ghetto was and how I had truly lived in an area free from worry.
I didn't and don't take for granted the fact that IF is still a good town.
Where neighbors look out for each other and talk with one another. Help when you are sick, pack you up if you are moving or just simply walk across the street and become such good friend you end up going on boating trips, biking, hiking, or walking together each day to lose a few pounds.
I don't want to see the day when the fishing and hunting aisle has to be combined with Back to School supplies.
It's almost Back to School Eve- I hope all of you are prepared with your supplies.
I know I'm not now that I cancelled orders and didn't make it back into the war zone.
If only I had written down on a post: get school supplies