More later if I'm in the mood.
More later if I'm in the mood.
Then we went to Heritage Park for a concert by the Greenville Symphony Orchestra, followed by a fireworks show. We'd had some rain during the day, but early enough that the grass wasn't too wet, and the temperatures were cool. The conductor, Edvard Tchivzhel, is originally from Russia and defected 20 years ago. He has a lovely accent that made some of his between-the-pieces introductions rather humorous. They did the 1812 Overture with real Civil War cannons! Wow! Hearing those go off made the fireworks sound tame by comparison.
The Girl is now at their house for a full week - she doesn't have any classes, and wants to spend some time with her cousin. It will make life around here quieter, and the boys will have to pull a little more weight around the house.
All in all it was a good day with family... kinda like these things are meant to be.
ETA: She did it again today, Monday the 16th. I caught this one before she could kill it and kept it in a piece of Tupperware until the kids came home and could take it away. I'll have to keep an eye on her over the next few days, either that, or she'll learn not to bring her "toys" inside!
Hubby: The meds seem to be kicking in. For a couple of mornings this week, he had good bg numbers. The dietician says he should take his bg before bed, and not before supper. That way they can see if the meds are working overnight. He's got an appointment for a diabetic nutrition seminar on Oct. 15. I'm going with him as I could use the refresher. He's found that some of the McDonald's around here serve diet Dr. Pepper, which has pleased him no end.
The Girl: She still needs to buy some books for her classes. She's finding her design class to be tougher than she thought. She's also reconnected with one of her friends from church (who no longer goes there either).
Boy #1: He's been asked to join the academic team; I tell him he should join because he's smart. He's decided to do NaNo this year; his English teacher requires that her students enter three writing contests during the year. She says NaNo will count for all three. I talked to her about it and about the YWP on Open House night. Who knows, maybe she'll join up, too. She also asked him how he could do so well in his classes (his progress report is all A's with just 1 B) when he reads so much.
Boy #2: He's back to afterschool stuff on Thursdays. Legos Robotics and Math Counts. They're planning on fielding a Robotics team this year; I can hardly wait to see how this goes. His progress report was good, too. He's only getting Bs in his Honors classes.
Me: I'm trying to get back into a lower-carb lifestyle myself, but it's hard. Writing is coming slowly, which isn't good as I'll want to pick up the pace for NaNo this year. Put up the next chapter of The White Winds last night. This story will be a good 300K when it's finally done. Let out a little squee when I got my 500th review! I'm going to try and wrap it up in October and get it out of my hair before NaNo I also need to work on my RP posts; that's my goal for today.
Not much to say about the pets, except that Kami is doing things that both of our departed cats liked to do. She's killing snakes and trying to drink from the bathtub like Callie used to, and likes to come into the bathroom like Tika used to. Was quite the shock to find the present she left in the kitchen: a dead snake! Oh, and we lost one of the immortal striped danios. Down to two fish in the tank.
Rainy and cool today. Feels like fall. Wish it would stay this cool.
That's all for now. Over and out.
As a Fan History admin, I’ve been involved in editing the Russet Noon article, and have been talking with my family about the whole phenomenon – mostly about the copyright issues and the Peter David connection - through his satirical round-robin, Potato Moon. (Peter David is a household word of sorts as my husband remembers his work as a comic book writer, and we have some of his Star Trek novels, too.)
So, today the Girl, a Twilight fan, having heard from me about the latest brouhaha surrounding Lady Sybilla and Russet Noon (i.e. the press release), wanted to see the russetnoon.com website and see for herself what the fuss was all about. I pulled it up, vacated my chair, and went off to cook bacon for tonight’s supper.
I hadn’t finished frying the first few slices when my daughter came out to the kitchen, her hands balled up and an expression on her face that made her look as if she had been sucking limes (she’s rather fond of lemons).
“Ewwwwww!” she cried.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“It’s that site! She (meaning Lady Sybilla) has Renesmee all wrong! Renesmee is a self-assured little girl at the end of Breaking Dawn. I don’t see why that should change!”
She shook her head. “I love Renesmee and Jacob to pieces, but if this is from Jacob’s point-of-view, why is it so much about Renesmee? It looks as if the whole book will be about her. And it sounds like she’s approaching Canon-Sue land.”
No sooner had she gone back into the living room, than her next youngest brother (also known as Boy #1, and also a Twilight fan) came in. His fists were balled up and he moved them like Wallace would – but instead of a look of delight on his face (as Wallace would have), he too looked as if he’d been sucking sour fruit – lemons, in his case.
“Ewwwwww!” he said, much as his sister had done. “This Russet Noon thing – it’s like combining sugar and honey in a bowl, then adding it to a combination of margarine, brown sugar and marshmallows in a saucepan. Then adding in some maple syrup and molasses, and dipping a sheet of paper in it and trying to read what is written on it.”
My son loves to cook, and experiment in the kitchen; honey is one of his favorite ingredients. He’d just used it in a loaf of fruit bread and it stuck the loaf to the pan. So I got his drift. He ended his impromptu recipe with, "Renesmee is not bored, and I sincerely doubt she has inadequacy issues.” (Yes, we talk like that in my house.)
I asked my youngest son if he’d read Twilight, and he said no. So, no comment from him.
Going by my own kids’ reaction, I’d say that Lady Sybilla doesn’t exactly have a hit on her hands – should she get past the copyright lawyers unscathed.
I've managed to empty all my clothes hampers. The last load is in the washer.
Yeah, it's nothing big, but we moms take our triumphs where we can get them.
Ink Jet needs to visit the vet. He has an abcess behind one ear that he's managed to rip open with his claws. Not sure where he got it; very likely picked it up during a fight. But it's unpleasant looking, and I don't want him to get an infection. I think that's the way his father (or the cat we think was his father) lost both of his ears. So he's to see the vet tomorrow morning, which means I get up and take the van.
The boys have had a nice visit with Boy #1's old friend from down the street. The mom there send me some frozen blueberries. Looks like it's time to make some muffins! Still waiting on a gift for the girl. I've emailed the place I ordered it from on Saturday, politely asking the status of my order - and I haven't heard back yet. Considering that I ordered this back on the 11th, I think I have reason to be concerned. I may email again.
And I discovered that the archangel Gabriel is the patron saint of... postal workers! I'll let Hubby in on that when he gets home.
The kids had a great time over the weekend in NC. The boys both brought back bags of soggy clothes as they'd braved the camp's cold creek and gone tubing. The Girl said it was the most fun she'd had at that camp in the three or four times she'd been there. Boy #2 excitedly described his turn on the land trolley. Boy #1 brought back two stick bugs - he has a bug report due in mid-December (uh, science teacher? The bugs are dying off?).
I managed to hit 20K last night. It felt good, so good that 22.5 is my goal for today. I'm already nearly halfway there; my feet woke me in the wee hours and my mind - with the next scene from the story whirling through it - kept me awake until I got up, fired up the laptop, and wrote it down. I'm kind of concerned because though I'm racking up the word count, I'm not getting along with the plot. I've spent the past four chapters just introducing the characters, with a lot more exposition than I'd really like. I need to get down to the nitty gritty of the plot - which at this rate, looks rather skimpy compared to the world building and the character introduction.
Write-in at Spill The Beans tonight. I've saved out a bit of money to buy something while I'm there; it's always good to patronize the places that provide the venue. We'll see how many turn up.
Need to get some lunch, and get on to writing!
Yeah. The kids have all gone away for the weekend. Up to NC, to a good camp there. The Girl's friend invited them all - sort of under her siblings' names - and so they won't be back until Sunday sometime.
The house is very, very quiet, with the dog mourning her boy going away, and the Demon Cat deciding that I'm her surrogate mother (she's been doing this for a couple of weeks now, actually).
It might help me with my NaNo novel to have the quiet, though tomorrow I have a write-in, which will help even more.
Speaking of that, I'm looking for 15K today; just making the bare minimum will put me over. The story is flowing, but I'm sort of caught between delineating things too much, and not delineating things enough. And Siobhan is at the forefront right now. I need to catch the other characters and get their backgrounds filled out.
In another, totally unrelated note, the Girl's friend's father ran a write-in campaign for Soil and Water Conservation board, and won. This is cool, because he had a stroke a few weeks ago and is undergoing rehab. I'll be sure to have the local news on this evening; the NBC affiliate wanted to do an interview. Congrats, Dave!!
Yeah, yesterday was a busy day. Got three out of four hampers cleared, mostly because Boy #2 had to have clean clothes. I folded what was already clean, and sorted it out for pick up by the kids. I also made 3+ dozen oatmeal raisin cookies (first time making them!) for Hubby. After dinner, I took Boy #2 out to find him a cheap pair of canvas sneakers.
The reason Boy #2 needed clean clothes and cheap sneakers was his overnight field trip. He's one of 30 kids from his school who trekked down to Clemson U. this morning for a "CSI" themed science field trip. Two and a half days, two nights of forensic fun. The school got a grant, and somehow there was money donated by the school system, so this $300 per child trip was paid for. I was told he'd need two pairs of shoes, and that good clothes would get ruined, but really, that's all he has: good school clothes. Hopefully I can get them clean when he comes home on Friday. I'm not optimistic: it's raining today and has been since this morning. Forecast is for more tomorrow and Friday. I hate red mud!
I'm glad he has this opportunity though. We got his PACT scores back the other day; like his brother before him, his science scores are as high as they can go! (Now he just has to move up from Proficient to Advanced in English!)
Now if I could only get some ambition for today!
We had almost the usual mix up with buses; Boy #2 got off just fine (a result of talking to the transportation people at the "Meet the teacher" thing last night), but the high schoolers didn't, resulting in my driving them to school. Fortunately, we were prepared, and I took the Hubby to work this morning. I told the two that they had to ride the bus home, and I have an email in to the transporation concerns people. Hopefully they'll get back to me today.
Lacey's been whining off and on all day, missing the kids and wanting to go out and sniff around. No doing her business or anything, just the usual "Gotta see who's out there" stuff. Other than that, things have been very quiet. I expect Boy #2 to show up at any time now; then he can take the dog out.
We've been thinking about a laptop for some time now, and with the vacation coming up, the Hubby had expressed the idea that he doesn't want to see me go through computer withdrawal. So, we've been checking out some options to see what we can get for the least amount of money. We checked on Tiger Direct and Dell, first, but what I wanted cost more than I really wanted to pay. My brother got his through a "rent-to-own" place, so we were thinking about that option - though we knew it would be a monthly bill we really couldn't afford (and we'd end up paying a whole lot more in the long run). This week, a liquidation "show" was advertising laptops from $199. So we thought we'd check out the options a little more.
One of the rent-to-own places advertised some "cash and carry" computers with laptops starting at $299, so we went there. No laptops, just a desktop available. The liquidation "show" charged $5 to enter; with my kids it would have been $15. This was conspicuously left off their ads, on TV, radio, and online. It smacked of a scam to me, so we didn't go in.
We headed for Best Buy, stopping at the local computer repair and building spot to check their prices. Nothing appealed to me. In the car, we started talking about shoes, and how much the kids (and I) needed them. The road Best Buy is on was busy, so we took a sudden detour into a shoe store, where I found sneakers for all the kids (the Girl found her favorites, in her size, and on clearance! She bought two pair!!). Then we went to the New Balance store to order sneakers for me (I had a coupon!).
Then... we stopped in at Circuit City. Why not? It was right next to the New Balance store. Just to look, mind you. I wasn't seriously considering buying there; really I wasn't. But I found a computer without a price on it... and when I asked one of the sales people, he said, "Oh, that's the $399 one."
Ears perked up. He went to get the sign that should have been there. The specs were good: 2 GB RAM, 160 GB HD... the things I wanted where there. A Compaq Presario. The deal was I pay the sale price and get over $200 in mail-in rebates. I talked to the kids... don't ever talk to the kids on a decision like this! They all said, go for it! In three-part harmony. With their own reasons (like two of them playing Runescape at the same time). So, I took a deep breath, and plunged in.
It's sitting on a chair, charging the battery. Vista will take time to learn, but I'm insisting on a mouse. Those little track pads and I don't get along.
Then Hubby came home. He wasn't upset at all about the choice, as long as we could still go out to dinner for our anniversary. Which we did. The Melting Pot - very classy fondue place. I'd made reservations, and when we got there, they'd left a cute anniversary card at the table for us. The food - particularly the cheese fondue and the chocolate fondue - was wonderful! Well, except for the jerk-flavored steak - I didn't care for that much. I loved the Greek Goddess and the Ginger Pear dipping sauces! Very expensive meal; far more expensive than we're used to. But it was worth it for the togetherness, and time alone.
So, an unusual and expensive day!
The rebates go out in the morning...
We've had scattered showers every day since Saturday, which is good considering how dry we've been lately. The showers never last long - maybe 20 minutes at the most - but they're heavy and sometimes have thunder/lightning accompanying them. I keep telling my friends up north to send the rain down to us; looks like they've been able to send a bit here and there! LOL!
The Hubby is home today, and is playing chauffeur for a change. He went down to the Bro's house to get the Girl (and the Niece, who will be staying until Sunday) and then it was off to take Boy #1 to a friend's house for a few days. This isn't getting the fence finished, but I don't mind. The weather has been so hot that he's been drained at the end of the day. At least with the van, he's in air conditioning.
I've been working on TWW Ch 62. It's slow-going because I know what I want the characters to say, but they keep pushing things along faster than I want. So I'm doing a lot of rewriting as I go. I also have a bit of Overtures 27 done, and have a new scene in my head for my Tracy sister fic. On top of all this, I went through my bunny hutch file and found a plot bunny that made me write at least one little scene on it! Feast or famine in the land of inspiration these days. Sorta like the rain. Either we're dry or we're really wet.
Now the rain is done for the moment, and the sun is trying to come out and turn everything to steam. Yuck! Bring on more rain!
ETA: And we had more rain! A lovely heavy thunderstorm came through and pushed me off the computer for a bit. Drenching rain, thunder, lightning, a power blip... who could ask for more?!
And a happy Father's day for all the dads I know... including my own, my FIL, and my beloved Hubby!
As the title states, the Girl took the second of her College Board tests - the ACT - yesterday. She said it wasn't quite as hard as the SAT and she was glad she didn't have to write an essay. Hubby had Friday and Saturday off as his regular days off, and spent much of yesterday digging post holes for the fence, then repairing the spigot at the side of the house. Friday he went grocery shopping with me, which was nice.
Today we gave him cards and a gift: another Dr. Pepper t-shirt! It's getting to be a household joke - don't know what to get Dad? Get him a Dr. Pepper shirt! I think he has four or five of them now, including the long sleeved thermal one, and not including his sweatshirt style jacket. At least the one we got him today was different; it's two shades of gray instead of the sort of murky red that the others ones are. Next up: Dr. Pepper sleep pants...
Dinner was great! Boy #1 gets into cooking, and did the 5-cup salad for me yesterday, then heated the green beans (his choice of veggie). He also set up the skewers for our first try at grilled seafood: shrimp and scallop kabobs. Hubby did the actual grilling, but Boy #1 set everything up for him. Man, that was good! We used this seafood seasoning shaker stuff on the kabobs. Marvelous flavor addition. And since we thawed out ALL of the seafood, we get to do it again either today or tomorrow! Yum!
Now it's time for me to call my dad and wish him a Happy Father's Day. I don't know why, but both Mother's and Father's Days have just sort of crept up on me and caught me unawares. At least this time it was close enough to payday that I could get cards and gifts - and I put a little something in the packages for the moms, too. They probably should arrive by Tuesday.
Yesterday was the Girl's appointment to take the SAT. This meant getting up early, taking Hubby to work early then on to the technical college, dropping her off for the big event. She had the cell phone, which I rather regretted later. Went home, napped, and restarted the day around 11ish. She called just before 1 for pick up.
On the way back home, I filled the gas tank about halfway. Though I'd used cash, the pump wanted to charge me the credit price per gallon. I called for help and the people inside switched it back. But I was glad I insisted on the proper price; by the time I picked up the Girl, gas prices had risen 8 cents across the board - so the credit card price was now the cash price! Whew!
I regretted the Girl having the cell phone when Hubby was so late coming home. He found he needed help during the day and had no way to call in at the appropriate time. So he got little help, and was back to the station far too late. He was mad at himself for it, and his supervisor wasn't too happy either. It's made me think that we should invest in a second cell phone.
The niece's graduation was nice, though there were quite a few people who disrupted it with loud calls - and promptly got up to leave before they were thrown out. One guy used an air horn, which was expressly verboten. I hope he got charged with disturbing an event or something. I got to meet the SIL's mother and sister that day, and her step-sister and the step-sister's daughter. Nice folks! The mom was very impressed with my kids, especially the Girl. The party on Friday was nice; I sat outside with them in the shade (they're all smokers, so my bro set up a table with comfy chairs and umbrella on his back deck for them). It wasn't too uncomfortable; the worst humidity was over though it was still very hot. The five-cup salad went over really well, too!
Report cards came in yesterday. Boy #1 is the only one who got straight As. Boy #2 had one B, the Girl had two As, one C and the rest Bs. I'm okay with it, for the most part, though Boy #2's B bothers me a bit because he could have had an A if he'd passed in his work on time during the first quarter!
Today, I slept in until 11ish, and I've spent a good part of the day avoiding the empty file I opened to write in. I know what I want to write, I think, once I figure out how to set the stage. But it's just the actual writing... I can't seem to get started. All I want to do is read!
Mostly I think because the vast majority of the people at the site are much younger than I am, teenagers and young twenty year olds. I have nothing against that age group, but when I read the "friends" column, I just shake my head. There's very little connection there. And I'm sure that when they read my own entries, they wonder why I make such a big deal about the things I do. And truthfully, there wasn't a whole lot of Thunderbirds centered activity there. So, I dropped it. Maybe sometime I'll go back. But for now, I just don't feel I fit in.
In better news, the kids got their report cards last Thursday. A clean straight A sweep for all of them! I am very, very proud of them, especially the Girl, who brought her three As and three Bs up to all As. And Boy #2, who, I discovered on Friday, was the only child in the whole third grade to get straight As! Boy #1 earned the good citizenship award in his class, and his Red Ribbon week essay was chosen as best in the fifth grade. (He made me chuckle when he said he had a "professional beta reader" edit his stuff.) So they are very smart and high achievers and I couldn't be a prouder mom!
Did a hugely massive collaboration on IR:TNP today, our first post-rescue debriefing. Everyone showed but Nikki, who unexpectedly had a young cousin to entertain. I tried very hard not to let Dianne dominate, but to let the newer writers have more of a go at it. The results took FIVE posts to get it all up. It was frustrating at times, but once we got some ground rules down, it went faster and turned out better. A good first attempt. I'm glad we won't be doing this after every rescue but just after some of them.
Hubby tried a chicken cacciatore recipe that took all afternoon. It turned out well and the kids didn't complain about it too much. I enjoyed it. He loves to putter around and do this kind of stuff. But now he's wiped out and just about ready to go to bed. I'm going to throw in some laundry so everyone has something to wear tomorrow. Later.
Went to the Harvest Happening at church last night. The kids love this; it gives them a chance to run around and visit with their friends while riding the hayrides, eating hot dogs, and drinking hot cocoa. I wasn't sure if they were going to have it; the weather was damp and overcast all day. And boy, did I feel it! Hubby dropped us off and went back to the house to get a couple of folding chairs. Found out that some small creature had made a nest in the red one; there were bits of fluff in there and a couple of holes chewed through the nylon. Once he got back, we ate and then I sat down and didn't move for the rest of the evening. My feet were hurting so much! Dorothy and Sandra came over to chat with me, and I touched base with Debbie and Linda P. Said "Hi" to a lot of people and spoke with Sarajean at length. Have to make sure I get Valerie's wedding gift all wrapped and ready to go.
The kids had a good time. The Girl hung out with her good friend Anneliese, and Boy #1 hung out with Matthias and put odds and ends on the fire. Boy #2 dared Emmy to put something on the fire, and, knowing Emmy, she took him up on his dare. The boys ran around on the playground and I had to specifically tell Boy #1 to stay out of the creek. He told us later that there was a snapping turtle in the creek now.
We bought pumpkins for the kids to "carve" which means that they design a jack o' lantern and Daddy carves it (but they have to clean it out). He got two done the day before and did the last one last night. They are out on the steps now. The Girl's is at the top as usual, with Boy #1's just below it, and Boy #2's at the bottom. Here are some pics:
We'll put candles in them tonight.
The Hubby should be home soon and I'll either go out and get milk and candy to send him out to run the errand. I'm very tired; I didn't get to sleep until 4:30 a.m. with my feet the way they were and didn't get up until 11:00 a.m. Hubby always tells me to wake him so he can massage my feet with Aspercreme, but he needs his sleep, too, and always seems so groggy and grouchy when I ask him to do it. Tonight I'll take my anti-depressant around 9 and see if that helps me get to bed sooner.
funky_cheeseArtisiticRainey finished the pics of my character's kids for IR:TNP and sent me a picture of herself in her beautiful dress. She looked so very lovely! And she did a great job on the portraits, too. I have one more character to develop a description for: my character's mother.
I keep looking for the van, and I'm very much afraid that Hubby has stopped at the library. Well, it closes at 6 tonight so he won't be there very long. Now to get some housework done.
Happy Halloween, everyone!
I hate homework. Not housework, though that's a subject in itself. Homework. Like the homework that my kids bring home from school.
Now the Girl is pretty self-motivated. She'll get her work done in a timely fashion. And Boy #1 knows what he's supposed to do. But Boy #2? Different story entirely.
Yesterday, once we got home, they all had a snack. The Girl buckled down to get her work done. But the boys decided to play and wrestle, until I yelled at them to get their homework going. Boy #1 did his work, no problem. But Boy #2 pulled a newspaper out of his backpack and started looking for his spelling words in it. Fine, I thought. But it seemed to be taking a long time to get it done and when I looked at the homework list for the week, I didn't see that particular activity on the list. I asked him about it, and he said, "Oh, the teacher said we could do this for extra credit."
Needless to say, I made him stop that and buckle down to his actual homework. He had to take the math pages with him in the car when we went to pick up the Hubby. He complained that he couldn't read one of the figures he was supposed to subtract because the number ran off the page. Then he discovered he was working on the wrong side of the page! So he had to turn the paper over and start over again! By the time we got home, he said he had finished both his math and his reading workbook. So I breathed a sigh of relief and set him to finish reading the book he's had for weeks and for which there was a diorama due by the end of the week. He worked on it before dinner and en route to Awana Club and finished it.
Now, both the Hubby and I had been after him for the past two weeks to finish the book and get the project done. It was due on the 28th. Yes. Today. I thought it was due Friday, but no. It was due today. Boy #2 knew this, for this morning he said to me, "Perhaps I should write the teacher a note; she said she wouldn't accept the project on Friday." He knew it was due today. I knew what date it was due, but got mixed up about what day of the week it was. He deliberately didn't tell me what the teacher said about it last night so that he could go to Awana. It was store night and he really wanted to go to it; if I had known last night that it was due today, he wouldn't have gone. He would have stayed home and gotten the project done!
I was livid. We had pushed and pushed and he had putzed around for weeks, not reading the easy book that the teacher had assigned, but instead reading Bunnicula. Now the project was due. And he was in big hairy trouble.
Fortunately, his sister and brother were helpful this morning. I made him eat quickly, dress quickly, and then work on a very basic scene from the beginning of the book. His sister and brother helped fix their lunches while I helped him with the diorama. I'll be interested in seeing what the teacher thinks of it, and whether he'll be honest about how much work he did and how much I did.
As a result of this putzing around and not doing what he was supposed to when we told him, he's lost the privilege of playing computer games for at least a week, possibly two. Depends on what the Hubby says when I tell him about the whole affair. And it looks like I'm going to have to be more vigilant about his homework, making sure he works on it as soon as he gets home, even if it means he doesn't get to play with his siblings. And pull out a timer so that he'll read for at least 15 minutes a night until he's finished his assigned reading.
I hate homework.
I forgot to change the alarm time on my alarm clock! I got up at 7:15 this morning, a time which, if we weren't in a rush to get out of the house, the boys would be leisurely putting on their clothes and telling me they didn't have any socks. Instead we ran around frantically, the kids eating breakfast, getting dressed, and out the door in record time, while I spent 15 minutes trying to close up the snack baggies. I am going to complain to Aldi's about this one; I like the fact that they have snack baggies, but honey, they are hard to close! Not like their lunch baggies, which are a cinch. These buggers are difficult! Especially when you get little bits of BBQ chip flavoring in the track (but even when they're clear they're hard to close).
Just as we were about to head out the door, boy #2 comes whining to me "I have no socks!" I sent him out with his stuff and his shoes and his feet bare while I went and borrowed a pair of boy #1's socks for him to put on while en route to school. Then he began fussing because he forgot something. I told him, too bad, so sad, and we don't have time to go looking for whatever you forgot. The girl then announced that she had forgotten her glasses, but, as she put it in such a self-righteous way, SHE wasn't whining about going back in to get them. She did, however, whine about being late for school. I kept telling her that she was not going to be late, even when the yard waste collection guys hogged up the most direct route to her school for several minutes. And she wasn't late; she just wasn't as early as she likes to be. Grrrrrr. Mommy ain't happy.
So now I am home. I've fed the cats (not my job but we didn't have time this morning for the girl to decide to get around to it), eaten my breakfast, and made my bed. I have scads of other work to do and instead, I'm on the computer and getting sleepy. Oh, and I've done one more thing....
I changed the alarm time on my alarm clock.
Well, the car line grind has begun again. I'm still wearing the air splint as per orders. Doesn't seem to interfere with the driving much, but it does make stairs a bit of a challenge. The girl didn't get on the bus at all last week. I complained loudly in an email to the district, and after playing "phone tag" with the head bus supervisor all day I found out why: they gave me the wrong pick up time! Government schools can be so inefficient sometimes.
Speaking of schools, this week is conference week at the elementary school. We've gone to see the teacher of Boy #2. She had nothing but good to say about him, but she seems to be having trouble keeping him challenged. She's got some good ideas for the next nine weeks and I'm looking forward to seeing him come home excited about school. I'll see Boy #1's teacher on Thursday. I expect that will be a similar situation. Found out that Boy #2's class respect Boy #1 very much. Why? He's intelligent and gave them some "cool" instruction on amphibians. Nice to be respected because you're smart.
Looking at Boy #2, I noticed how scruffy he looks. Both of them need haircuts, and so do I. The Girl could use a trim, too, though I know she'll balk at it. Friday. Payday. I can hardly wait!!!