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Angelikos

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About Me

I'm a fabulously wealthy supermodel. I have homes on both coasts, a little place in the south of France and a private jet. OK, not really. But it sounds good, doesn't it?Cast of Characters: (All names have been changed to protect the easily mortified.) The Saint: My husband; Little Runner Girl: My daughter; Prince Charming: My son; Esmeralda: My niece; Blondie-Cakes: My sister; Mr. Fix-it: My brother-in-law; Mama and Daddy: You can probably figure this one out on your own.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

My great, great grandchildren.

My Blog

Tears

Just when I thought I might be ok... Yesterday, I had a really enjoyable afternoon at the mall with Little Runner Girl, her boyfriend Preacher and her friends Twiggy and Sporty. I was fine. I was happ...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 22:11:00 GMT

Numb

The day I never imagined living through is over. So many, many hugs. So many, many tears. So many people came to the church to say goodbye.  My darling Mama is no longer just a phone call away. H...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 22:08:00 GMT

Reality

It appears that well behaved 8th graders somehow throw off the balance of the universe. In case anyone was worried, they have returned to their normal irritating behavior. My name is once again "Dude"...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 23:19:00 GMT

Things I Never Imagined Saying Before I Became a Mom...

"No sword fighting in the house!!!"  
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:39:00 GMT

Miraculous

 It must be getting frosty in hell or all the planets are in alignment or something. I taught both eighth grade science classes yesterday and those little demons were absolute cherubs.  Are...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:34:00 GMT

Poor Prince Charming

This morning, Prince Charming asked if Cotillion is over. I told him it is until next year. He smiled. "Good! No more dress shopping!!!" I informed him that girls can shop for dresses a...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 19:29:00 GMT

Another thing that bugs me...

Dear Parents with More Money than Sense,  I had the pleasure of teaching your daughter's class today. I have a question for you. Does your twelve year old really need a Blackberry? Really? Are yo...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 22:06:00 GMT

Volleyball Mantra

During the 3 years Little Runner Girl has been playing volleyball, I have heard parents say all sorts of things during games. Parents' comments are very revealing. Some parents are kind and supportive...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 21:23:00 GMT

How to do homework (if you are a 10 year old boy)

Drag backpack into house. Leave it right in the middle of the doorway. Tell Mom backpack is too heavy. Fall on the ground next to backpack and say "I'm tired!" Ask if you can go play fo...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 10:18:00 GMT

How to do homework (if youre a 13 year old girl)

Do not bring your backpack in from the car. Tell Mom you will get it in a minute so she shouldn't lock the car. Tell Mom you will lock it. Say "I know" when Mom reminds you stuff is in the car that sh...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 09:50:00 GMT