Tuesday, February 20, 2007

The best laid plans...

Bear with me here. If you HATE old british poetry, then you can just skip this poem but make sure to take note of the BOLD part.

To A Mouse
Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim'rous beastie,
O, what panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi' bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murd'ring pattle!
I'm truly sorry Man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An' fellow-mortal!
I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
'S a sma' request:
I'll get a blessin wi' the lave,
An' never miss't!
Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It's silly wa's the win's are strewin!
An' naething, now, to big a new ane,
O' foggage green!
An' bleak December's winds ensuin,
Baith snell an' keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wast,
An' weary Winter comin fast,
An' cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro' thy cell.
That wee-bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,
But house or hald.
To thole the Winter's sleety dribble,
An' cranreuch cauld!
But Mousie, thou are no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men,
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!
Still, thou art blest, compar'd wi' me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e'e,
On prospects drear!
An' forward, tho' I canna see,
I guess an' fear!

Well, good for you if you made it thru the whole poem. And doubly good of you actually understood it.

Okay, well most of that has absolutely nothing to do with my post. Except that my wonderful plans for Retail Therapy have been ruined. The best laid schemes of o' mice an' men gang aft agley. Or the modern translation: the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

Oh, the wonderful plans, how i looked forward to it! how sad, how sad. Now i'm extremely bummed out. Here's a brief description of my morning/early afternoon--

-We spent way too much time getting ready. Its never easy to just run out the door when you have a toddler to get ready.
-On the drive, i noticed some rain drops. So what? Well, our car is dying in so many ways. And the most recent is that the windshield wipers dont work anymore. ICK!
-I kept driving, debating what to do. It stopped drizzling then gave a few more sprinkles, then stopped, on and on
-I finally decided to turn around; i didnt want to get stuck in Reading area b/c of rain.
-Drove the 20 minutes back home.
-Went to "the car hospital" and got a guy to fix it. Only took 5 minutes and $5. But by that pt it was futile to go out again; it was then 12:00
-Came home, had lunch.
-Erica decided to be ill-tempered. I HATE IT when she pushes me and hits me b/c she wants her own way. I'm at a loss for what to do/ how to handle it. But one thing is sure: i dont give in
-1:00 i decided to put her in her room. She slept in the car, so i wasnt sure if she'd take a nap...
-She's not napping. She's up there crying.

i want to curl up and cry--
or at least crawl into my bed.


Becky L said...

didnt even get a latte or mocha. i guess i'll have to make my own here at home... its just not the same though...

'liya said...

OMG I can't believe you have that poem up.... because I read it with my 3Cs today!!! What a crazy coincedence!!

We're actually reading Of Mice and Men! Anyways, today we took a break from reading and did some poetry. I made them read the olde English version but also an easier more modern version that I found. Reading the original was great though because I have a student with a very strong British accent so it sounded, well, real! We even discussed your bolded line in detail :D

Toni said...

Sorry to read you are having a rough day with Erica- I remember those trying times! The boys are now 4 & 13- this will pass, just try and stay sane!

Akemi said...

I'm sorry that your day did not go as well as you planned. I always battle with my daughter to get ready, too.

I hate when my windshield wipers don't work. Good thing you got that fixed! I like the way you wrote "went to 'the car hospital'" cute!

Momish said...

What a day! Sounds like most of the days I have lately with my 2 year old. I sure hope Toni is right and you get though these stages in one piece! Hang in there!

Becky L said...

UPDATE: i did get a vanilla latte today. but from Seattle's Best Coffee. and you know what? it wasnt the best. for $3.60, it would have been better to just make my own at home. oh well...

'liya-- yeah for "to a mouse!" that is really ironic that you read it w/ your students today.

toni-- i do believe you that this time will pass, even though at the present time it feels like its ongoing. I remember when she was a baby and so colicky, people said: "dont worry, it wont last long," and even though it felt like an eternity, it did end.

akemi-- yeah, i'm glad i went to get the wipers fixed. it didnt take long at all, and they were nice enough to look at it right away even though they were busy. It would have sucked if i'd waited too long to fix it and ended up really stranded at home in a rain or snow storm.

momish-- is it mean of me to say that it makes me happy to hear when other moms are having the same troubles w/ their kids? not in a mean "hahaha" way, but just b/c i know there's SOMEONE out there who can understand and that i'm not the only one.

Toni said...

For $3.60, better taste darn good! Just wait til she's a teenager. Mine reminds me daily that he doesn't care to talk to me. Most days I am okay with that. My 4 yo makes up for 13 yo lack of speech!

But I do remember, all to well, having days when I was going to pull my hair out! That's when they started preschool/mothers day out programs!

Smalltown RN said...

sorry your plans didn't work out...oh how I remember those days...

I remember when my youngest was an infant...I would nurse her...put her in the car seat...get my three year old and my seven year old and take them to swimming lessons hoping all the while the baby wouldn't wake up...oh yes those days.....but they do come to an end....and then once there gone we ask for them back again....really we do...

Just tell yourself ...ah we can do it another day....

Thanks for dropping by my blog....

Becky L said...

toni-- i think it may have just been the person who made the latte that messed up... i often get coffee at that place and its good. ah well... Once my daughter gets older, i really want to start one of those groups like you mentioned

smalltown rn-- "ah, we can do it another day." Yeah, very true.

Becky L said...

i've been working on my template...

i hope to have it "cool" soon...