Yes! I am still here! However, my blogging time has been greatly infringed upon by the typical end-of-the-school-year responsibilities. My fellow teachers will know exactly of which I speak. At least there are only 7 more school days. I just keep repeating to myself, "I can do this. I can do this."
And now for my disbelief referenced in my title . . .
I've recently had some interesting verbal exchanges while visiting my local Wal.mart Su.perCenter. The most recent was last night. I typically go there about once a week to buy formula, baby food, and nationally branded dry grocery items. As such, I never leave without at least 7 bottles of ready made formula. (We've never been able to use dry because Andrew just can't tolerate it.) Anyhow, the woman ahead of me in line was watching me load my groceries on the counter. The following occurred:
DBBL (short for damn busy-body lady): How much is a bottle of formula?
DBBL: Wow, that's really expensive.
DBBL: How much does your baby drink?
Me: About a jug a day.
DBBL: Wow, that's really expensive. I bet it adds up.
Me: Yes, it does.
DBBL: You know, you really should be breastfeeding.
Me: (big sigh) That isn't always an option for everyone.
DBBL: Well, you need to be breastfeeding because formula is horrible for babies. All those chemicals, you know? Nothing is better for babies than breast milk.
Me: (another sigh) We are doing fine with formula, thanks.
You would think that would have been the end of it. But no, she kept going on and on. I swear, I wanted to open one of those jugs of formula and dump it over her head. But I didn't want to waste the nearly $6. UGH! I'm sure I could have stopped her in her tracks by mentioning that it is really, really difficult to breastfeed an adopted baby, but, you know, I'd rather not share that with random strangers in the Wal.mart check out line.
Maybe another time I'll share with you the details of the time when I bought an equal amount of formula and the ever-so-helpful cashier tried to talk me into signing up for WIC. You know, the federally funded women, infants, and children program to aide struggling single moms. Yes, she went on and on and on about how "all you have to do is sign up for it and they just GIVE you all sorts of free baby things and baby food and baby formula and groceries and you don't even have to do anything because they just give you all sorts of free stuff all the time. So you should really do it 'cuz it's FREE FREE FREE". Jeez. It just really bothered me that the cashier didn't have sense enough to realize that this program is for single women who really, really need the assistance or they wouldn't be able to feed their babies. It isn't for people who just don't want to pay the money to support their own babies. And it isn't "FREE FREE FREE" since it is paid for by taxpayers.
Maybe I need to find a new place to buy formula?
In other news, we are all heading back to California for the long holiday weekend to celebrate my birthday. Well, maybe we are just going because it's a long weekend but I like to think it's so that it can be all about me. Hopefully I'll even get some down time so I can get caught up on my bloggy friends, reading and commenting.
Enjoy the long weekend!
(Oh, and I really did tell my 3rd graders that they get Monday off because it's my birthday. Don't worry, they knew I was kidding because they know all about Memorial Day.)