Baffled

I'm baffled about football. I am honestly really pissed off (still) that the Patriots came back to win in the 4th quarter against the Colts. I think Tom Brady and the rest of the team are cocky bastards, and I was really hoping the Colts were going to kick their egotistical asses. And how did the Chargers take such an ass beating by the Vikings? Oh, and are the Rams going to win ANY games this season? It's not looking too good. Honestly, I hope they lose 'em all. That'd be hilarious.

I also baffled about the weather here in St. Louis. Seriously. I mean, yesterday it was 70 degrees and sunny. Today it's a high of 45 and cloudy. This is why I can't stand this city. You can't predict the weather for shit. I want to move to Seattle where it rains all the time. I love rain. Or better yet...I'm going to think even more seriously about that move to South Carolina. But seriously, I need to find out if there's actually any impoverished urban areas in South Carolina. I'm doubtful, but there has to be at least one near the beach, right?!?!?!

I'm baffled that Alex has had every single toy, video game, and privilege taken away, and he still wants to be bad at school. What more can I possibly do?! I've tried the grounding, I've tried the spanking (hard ones, I might add), and I've even tried bribing and guilting him into behaving. Nothing's working and I'm about to pull my fuckin hair out.

I'm baffled that this semester is almost over. Just 7 more of my Monday/Wednesday classes and 4 more of my once-a-week classes. Craziness.

I'm baffled that my son is so amazingly smart. Last night he showed me that he knows how to "carry" when doing addition. They don't usually teach that shit till like 3rd grade, right? Oh, and I made him do a shitload of extra "homework" last night since he wants to be like Dennis the Menace on a bad day at school. I gave him about 40 words and told him to use each one in a sentence. He came up with the cutest shit. My favorite one was when he was to use the word "good". He wrote, "There is a show called Good Times." He knows me too well.

What really baffles me is the fact that I get up at the freaking crack of dawn even when I don't have to. Back in high school, and even after Alex was born, I was the biggest sleepyhead. I loved sleeping till noon, and now, I can't fathom the idea of snoozing past 8. Weird. I guess I just realized that there's so much living (and blogging) to do that I don't want to sleep away opportunities and experiences.

I'm baffled that my house isn't swarmed with ants and roaches. I was sweeping yesterday and swept out a Pop Tart from underneath the living room radiator. A freaking Pop Tart. This thing must have been six months old because I haven't even bought Pop Tarts in the last six months.

What really baffles me, and ALWAYS has and ALWAYS will is how people misuse there/their/they're and your/you're. Even whose/who's. Come on people!!!!!! Get it right alfreakinready!!!!!!

I'm baffled that I've come up with this many stupid things to be baffled about.