She's wore out from playing outside.
She'll be up all night pouncing on my head, or trying to nurse on my ear lobe.
I love her just the same....
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Joplin
She's wore out from playing outside.
She'll be up all night pouncing on my head, or trying to nurse on my ear lobe.
I love her just the same....
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Thursday
I took daughter to the doctor yesterday. She has a cold. I was concerned her ears might be infected too. Turns out though that they're ok.
The doctor preached to me cause daughter hasn't had a physical in his office for several years. I take her to the pediatrician when she's ill. I let the school advanced practiced nurse do her yearly physical. It's free, it's thorough, and I don't have to take time from my schedule to get it done. She has it done while in school.
The doctor didn't like my answer. But that's too bad. He's not paying my bills.
My new kitty, Joplin, is keeping me up at night. She stands on my body and kneads me like i'm a big ball of dough. Or she trys to suckle on different parts of my body.
Makes me feel badly for her cause I bet she misses her mom. So I pet her and tuck her beneath the blankets with me in hopes of curing her loneliness or whatever it is she's feeling.
I hope she gets over it soon. She's sitting on my shoulder right now.
I haven't finished painting my living room. What I do have done looks really good. I'm going shopping tomorrow for new curtains, lighting, outlet covers, and a couple new pieces of furniture.
The doctor preached to me cause daughter hasn't had a physical in his office for several years. I take her to the pediatrician when she's ill. I let the school advanced practiced nurse do her yearly physical. It's free, it's thorough, and I don't have to take time from my schedule to get it done. She has it done while in school.
The doctor didn't like my answer. But that's too bad. He's not paying my bills.
My new kitty, Joplin, is keeping me up at night. She stands on my body and kneads me like i'm a big ball of dough. Or she trys to suckle on different parts of my body.
Makes me feel badly for her cause I bet she misses her mom. So I pet her and tuck her beneath the blankets with me in hopes of curing her loneliness or whatever it is she's feeling.
I hope she gets over it soon. She's sitting on my shoulder right now.
I haven't finished painting my living room. What I do have done looks really good. I'm going shopping tomorrow for new curtains, lighting, outlet covers, and a couple new pieces of furniture.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
sunday
I'm preparing the living room walls to be painted. I'm painting them a light brown. It should look pretty.
I considered hiring someone else to do the painting but I'd rather spend the money on stuff for the house.
I cleaned windows this morning.......and then I went to the grocery store.
Some of the time when I'm checking out at the grocery the person bagging my stuff will ask "do you want your laundry detergent in a bag?" Or they will ask if I want some other large item bagged. But today the girl asked "do you want your olives bagged?" Made me laugh.
I'm watching the news. They keep showing a clip of Mccain at one of his rallys. In the background to his right is one of my best friends from high school. She cheers for and then takes a picture of him.
I need to quit procrastinating.
I considered hiring someone else to do the painting but I'd rather spend the money on stuff for the house.
I cleaned windows this morning.......and then I went to the grocery store.
Some of the time when I'm checking out at the grocery the person bagging my stuff will ask "do you want your laundry detergent in a bag?" Or they will ask if I want some other large item bagged. But today the girl asked "do you want your olives bagged?" Made me laugh.
I'm watching the news. They keep showing a clip of Mccain at one of his rallys. In the background to his right is one of my best friends from high school. She cheers for and then takes a picture of him.
I need to quit procrastinating.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
plumbing
After my husband and I divorced, my middle son was extremely angry. Most of his anger was directed at me. He needed someone to blame for the break-up I guess, and maybe he was afraid I'd leave him too. He treated me with contempt. He constantly said hurtful things to me and he had fits of angry outbursts.
What he maybe didn't know was the way a mothers mind and heart works. Or atleast my mind and heart.
I wasn't going to give up on him the way I gave up on my marriage. I knew he thought I would, or maybe he was afraid I would. I guess he thought that if I'd give up on the marriage then why wouldn't I give up on him. He was testing me. He was acting out in grand fashion. And he was protesting the divorce.
His behaviors esculated. He put his head through the dining room window while throwing a temper tantrum. He was brought home by the cops for smoking pot in the parking lot of his dads apartment at the time............and while staying the night at a friends house, he ran from the cops when they tried to question him about being out after curfew. ( he ran to a creek in the woods and his boots/feet sunk and stuck in the mud....they caught him) :O)
We tried therapy. We'd go to the therapists office and my son absolutley refused to speak to her. He acknowledged her once, and that was to tell her he wouldn't be speaking to her, ever. The next 5 visits he sat in silence. (I can almost laugh about it now......Almost.)
I involved the school counselor. My son told me he hated my guts for doing that.....
I tried tough love. I tried manipulating him. I tried being patient, and I tried indulging him with love. Nothing seemed to work.
While all of this was going on, I had one plumbing problem after another in our house. The last estimate I had gotten was over 8 grand for a clogged bathroom sink. There was talk of having to remove a bathroom wall & replace well over 12 feet of pipe, ect. I intuitively knew the guy was a liar, and so I had 2 other companies come and give estimates. The 2nd guy said the same thing as guy #1. 3rd guy said he could do it for 1200-3000 bucks. I was overwhelmed, and feeling a little defeated.
I wasn't going to spend thousands of dollars fixing a clogged sink. I'd do without the sink if I had to..................Tantrum fit throwing son decided that with my help, he could probably fix the problem. I didn't have much faith in him at that point, but I went along with him anyway. So together he and I banged with a wrench on all of the exposed pipes in the garage, bathroom sink, and bathroom closet....................Son found the spot where he was certain the clog was....I couldn't hear a difference when we hit that area with the wrench. And I was pretty sure he was just copying something he'd seen on TV. But son insisted it's where the clog would be. Again I went along with him thinking what did I have to lose at this point. My life had fallen apart, and now so was my house. We went to Sears and bought a 5 dollar saw. For hours we sawed through a maybe 3 inch pipe. It was a son-of-a-bitch to cut through..........doesn't seem like it would be, but it was.........and then he moved up about 12 inches and cut through where he thought the clog ended. When that portion of the pipe was removed we noted that that 12 inch of pipe was impacted with dirt. It was as solid as a rock.
We bought a section of rubber pipe and 2 clamps. It cost 10 bucks. We connected the rubber pipe to the existing pipe that hung from the garage ceiling and clamped it at both ends. When we turned on the water it flowed freely and the pipe didn't leak. The several thousand dollar job ended up costing 15 bucks and it only took us 5 or 6 hours to do it.
But here's the thing...............as we were getting closer and closer to fixing the problem, I was secretly wishing it wouldn't end. Because son and I were connecting on a level that we hadn't been able to do for months and months. Even though son thought I was his enemy, he joined forces with me to fight an even bigger enemy...... the clogged pipe, and the rip off plumbers that threatened our family budget.
After we finished the job we high fived each other in a genuine display of affection and victory. We lingered in the garage for awhile talking to each other small talk, neither of us wanting the moment to end, and neither of us wanting to move on.
Eventually we did though...................
Something in our relationship with each other changed that afternoon. We both felt it.......and things have only continued to improve from there.... We both still brag to this day about how we fixed that clog. We even take friends and family downstairs and show them our fancy work. We're proud of it....... We both know we fixed much more than a pipe that day....
PS...............the next day I called all 3 companies that gave me an estimate on the job. I told them son and I did it ourselves for 15 bucks.......and fuck you, but no thanks!
PSS.................the dirt in the pipe was exacly like dirt on a baseball field. Son was playing for the high school baseball team at the time. I'm pretty sure he'd been washing his cleats in the bathroom sink.
What he maybe didn't know was the way a mothers mind and heart works. Or atleast my mind and heart.
I wasn't going to give up on him the way I gave up on my marriage. I knew he thought I would, or maybe he was afraid I would. I guess he thought that if I'd give up on the marriage then why wouldn't I give up on him. He was testing me. He was acting out in grand fashion. And he was protesting the divorce.
His behaviors esculated. He put his head through the dining room window while throwing a temper tantrum. He was brought home by the cops for smoking pot in the parking lot of his dads apartment at the time............and while staying the night at a friends house, he ran from the cops when they tried to question him about being out after curfew. ( he ran to a creek in the woods and his boots/feet sunk and stuck in the mud....they caught him) :O)
We tried therapy. We'd go to the therapists office and my son absolutley refused to speak to her. He acknowledged her once, and that was to tell her he wouldn't be speaking to her, ever. The next 5 visits he sat in silence. (I can almost laugh about it now......Almost.)
I involved the school counselor. My son told me he hated my guts for doing that.....
I tried tough love. I tried manipulating him. I tried being patient, and I tried indulging him with love. Nothing seemed to work.
While all of this was going on, I had one plumbing problem after another in our house. The last estimate I had gotten was over 8 grand for a clogged bathroom sink. There was talk of having to remove a bathroom wall & replace well over 12 feet of pipe, ect. I intuitively knew the guy was a liar, and so I had 2 other companies come and give estimates. The 2nd guy said the same thing as guy #1. 3rd guy said he could do it for 1200-3000 bucks. I was overwhelmed, and feeling a little defeated.
I wasn't going to spend thousands of dollars fixing a clogged sink. I'd do without the sink if I had to..................Tantrum fit throwing son decided that with my help, he could probably fix the problem. I didn't have much faith in him at that point, but I went along with him anyway. So together he and I banged with a wrench on all of the exposed pipes in the garage, bathroom sink, and bathroom closet....................Son found the spot where he was certain the clog was....I couldn't hear a difference when we hit that area with the wrench. And I was pretty sure he was just copying something he'd seen on TV. But son insisted it's where the clog would be. Again I went along with him thinking what did I have to lose at this point. My life had fallen apart, and now so was my house. We went to Sears and bought a 5 dollar saw. For hours we sawed through a maybe 3 inch pipe. It was a son-of-a-bitch to cut through..........doesn't seem like it would be, but it was.........and then he moved up about 12 inches and cut through where he thought the clog ended. When that portion of the pipe was removed we noted that that 12 inch of pipe was impacted with dirt. It was as solid as a rock.
We bought a section of rubber pipe and 2 clamps. It cost 10 bucks. We connected the rubber pipe to the existing pipe that hung from the garage ceiling and clamped it at both ends. When we turned on the water it flowed freely and the pipe didn't leak. The several thousand dollar job ended up costing 15 bucks and it only took us 5 or 6 hours to do it.
But here's the thing...............as we were getting closer and closer to fixing the problem, I was secretly wishing it wouldn't end. Because son and I were connecting on a level that we hadn't been able to do for months and months. Even though son thought I was his enemy, he joined forces with me to fight an even bigger enemy...... the clogged pipe, and the rip off plumbers that threatened our family budget.
After we finished the job we high fived each other in a genuine display of affection and victory. We lingered in the garage for awhile talking to each other small talk, neither of us wanting the moment to end, and neither of us wanting to move on.
Eventually we did though...................
Something in our relationship with each other changed that afternoon. We both felt it.......and things have only continued to improve from there.... We both still brag to this day about how we fixed that clog. We even take friends and family downstairs and show them our fancy work. We're proud of it....... We both know we fixed much more than a pipe that day....
PS...............the next day I called all 3 companies that gave me an estimate on the job. I told them son and I did it ourselves for 15 bucks.......and fuck you, but no thanks!
PSS.................the dirt in the pipe was exacly like dirt on a baseball field. Son was playing for the high school baseball team at the time. I'm pretty sure he'd been washing his cleats in the bathroom sink.
Monday, October 06, 2008
monday
I fell alseep today after work. I felt guilty because daughter had cheerleading practice after school and from there she had a soccer game. I told her I'd have a warm supper waiting for her when she got home. But I didn't because I fell asleep. I woke up at 10pm, about half an hour after she got home. She'd already showered and had gone to bed. I went upstairs to check on her. She was in bed text messaging. We talked about her soccer game and her day at school.........and I apologized to her for not having a supper ready..........she's a good person....and I love her.
Work is going pretty good. I like the new owners. They've done a lot to improve the appearance of the building and continue to do so. Our health insurance benefits are better than what they used to be, and they let us keep our senority........the old company didn't contribute to our 401k.......the new owners do..........the new owners provide us with a free lunch........now I know that doesn't sound like a big deal, but several of my co-workers went without because they didn't have food at home to pack a lunch and they couldn't afford to eat out.......so for some people a free lunch is a big deal................since i'm a frugal person, and with the economy being what it is......a free lunch is a great thing.
I'm seriously thinking about taking my money out of the bank and hiding it in my house. This economic crisis really has me scared.........and even though the money is insured, I just don't trut that it's safe.
The Wall Street bailout pisses me off. I was dead set against it. There had to be a dozen better solutions.....Washington (mother fuckers) chose to sell us out.
My middle son works at a huge car lot selling cars while going to college. He said banks and finance companies are turning down people with credit scores in the 700's for car loans. He sold 16 cars last month. So far he hasn't sold any cars this month.
The only good news I've heard in regards to the terrible state of our economy is that college tuition prices will plummet..........of course with everything else going up in cost, and the value of a buck being practically nothing, it still may not be affordable.
Work is going pretty good. I like the new owners. They've done a lot to improve the appearance of the building and continue to do so. Our health insurance benefits are better than what they used to be, and they let us keep our senority........the old company didn't contribute to our 401k.......the new owners do..........the new owners provide us with a free lunch........now I know that doesn't sound like a big deal, but several of my co-workers went without because they didn't have food at home to pack a lunch and they couldn't afford to eat out.......so for some people a free lunch is a big deal................since i'm a frugal person, and with the economy being what it is......a free lunch is a great thing.
I'm seriously thinking about taking my money out of the bank and hiding it in my house. This economic crisis really has me scared.........and even though the money is insured, I just don't trut that it's safe.
The Wall Street bailout pisses me off. I was dead set against it. There had to be a dozen better solutions.....Washington (mother fuckers) chose to sell us out.
My middle son works at a huge car lot selling cars while going to college. He said banks and finance companies are turning down people with credit scores in the 700's for car loans. He sold 16 cars last month. So far he hasn't sold any cars this month.
The only good news I've heard in regards to the terrible state of our economy is that college tuition prices will plummet..........of course with everything else going up in cost, and the value of a buck being practically nothing, it still may not be affordable.
Saturday, October 04, 2008
homecoming
It was a fun evening, and hopefully daughter and her friends are having a blast
PS.........daughters in the tan/gold dress
Friday, October 03, 2008
friday
Daughter was in the homecoming day parade this evening.
my sister called me on the phone while i was watching the parade.
she says she can't stand her husband. she said she wishes he'd just "shut the fuck up for a couple of minutes. he never shuts the fuck up!"
my other sister called to tell me that dad told her that mom isn't doing so well. so i called mom to see what's up. she asked if i was calling to check up on her. so i told her what dad told my sister. mom says "i'm feeling fine. the problem is that your dad is an ass. he's a real ASS and i'm not speaking to him. i havent talked to him for 3 days. i'm not sick. i'm just not speaking to your dad."
the parade was sweet. daughter ran over to the side of the street to give me a hug. her cheeks were pink from the cool air and she had a beautiful smile on her face. she seemed so happy. made me feel good.
i told my sister to stick with her marriage.......but only because she asked me if she should......and it's really what i think she should do. plus i think she's just pms.
i told my mom that maybe she should consider getting a divorce. They've been married 52 or 53 years....... and I was hoping she'd see how absurd my advise was and it would make her laugh. it didn't make her laugh but hopefully she felt better just by being able to tell someone how pissed off she is at dad.
my sister called me on the phone while i was watching the parade.
she says she can't stand her husband. she said she wishes he'd just "shut the fuck up for a couple of minutes. he never shuts the fuck up!"
my other sister called to tell me that dad told her that mom isn't doing so well. so i called mom to see what's up. she asked if i was calling to check up on her. so i told her what dad told my sister. mom says "i'm feeling fine. the problem is that your dad is an ass. he's a real ASS and i'm not speaking to him. i havent talked to him for 3 days. i'm not sick. i'm just not speaking to your dad."
the parade was sweet. daughter ran over to the side of the street to give me a hug. her cheeks were pink from the cool air and she had a beautiful smile on her face. she seemed so happy. made me feel good.
i told my sister to stick with her marriage.......but only because she asked me if she should......and it's really what i think she should do. plus i think she's just pms.
i told my mom that maybe she should consider getting a divorce. They've been married 52 or 53 years....... and I was hoping she'd see how absurd my advise was and it would make her laugh. it didn't make her laugh but hopefully she felt better just by being able to tell someone how pissed off she is at dad.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
my house
Seventeen years ago yesterday I bought my house. Of course I bought it with my husband....who is now my exhusband.......and so I bought the house again 7 years ago from him.
Happy anniversary, house!
Happy anniversary, house!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
saturday
So we went shopping today for a Homecoming dress.
Daughter tried on many dresses. Some of them she tried on just to humor me. :O)
She finally found the "perfect" dress. Only problem was it was a little tight, and there wasn't another one like it in the store, or in any of their other stores. So they ordered it for me from wherever and it will be shipped to our house by tomorrow. Yay!
Daughter and her date are going to the dance with 6 other couples. All of them are coming to our house before the dance for pictures..........and all of their parents have been invited over too. I'm looking forward to meeting them.
Daughter tried on many dresses. Some of them she tried on just to humor me. :O)
She finally found the "perfect" dress. Only problem was it was a little tight, and there wasn't another one like it in the store, or in any of their other stores. So they ordered it for me from wherever and it will be shipped to our house by tomorrow. Yay!
Daughter and her date are going to the dance with 6 other couples. All of them are coming to our house before the dance for pictures..........and all of their parents have been invited over too. I'm looking forward to meeting them.
day off
It's my weekend off. Yay!
I'm taking daughter shopping for a homecoming dress. We went last week. She tried on many dresses. We found one that was beautiful on her but the zipper was busted. We could have had it fixed but she said no. So we'll try our luck again today.
Week 7 or 8 and no child support. The child support office pretty much said "oh well."
I'm sure I'll recover the money some how. So I'm trying to look at it as money in the bank.
Daughters friend was injured at football practice. The coach thought he was faking and made him crawl off the field. He refused to let the boy call for help, or for his teammates to help him. Instead he let the boy lay on the ground in agonizing pain for the remainder of the practice.
He ended up in the hospital for several weeks with a lacerated liver, brken ribs and punctured lungs. He also lost a kidney.
The football coach is an ex cop with a chip on his shoulder the size of Texas. I can't stand the guy and obviously he has no business coaching. I'm hoping the school decides to fire him.
Boyfriends sitting on my bed. I'm trying to talk him into going shopping and out to breakfast with us. So far his response is a long, drawn out moan. Like the very thought causes him pain......................and now he has become a deaf mute refusing to answer me when I ask. So I pounded on the bed and yelled "HONEY! Get up and shave! Let's go!"......................after further discussion he has agreed to go shopping with us. But only if we make it a short trip. No problem. :O)
I'm taking daughter shopping for a homecoming dress. We went last week. She tried on many dresses. We found one that was beautiful on her but the zipper was busted. We could have had it fixed but she said no. So we'll try our luck again today.
Week 7 or 8 and no child support. The child support office pretty much said "oh well."
I'm sure I'll recover the money some how. So I'm trying to look at it as money in the bank.
Daughters friend was injured at football practice. The coach thought he was faking and made him crawl off the field. He refused to let the boy call for help, or for his teammates to help him. Instead he let the boy lay on the ground in agonizing pain for the remainder of the practice.
He ended up in the hospital for several weeks with a lacerated liver, brken ribs and punctured lungs. He also lost a kidney.
The football coach is an ex cop with a chip on his shoulder the size of Texas. I can't stand the guy and obviously he has no business coaching. I'm hoping the school decides to fire him.
Boyfriends sitting on my bed. I'm trying to talk him into going shopping and out to breakfast with us. So far his response is a long, drawn out moan. Like the very thought causes him pain......................and now he has become a deaf mute refusing to answer me when I ask. So I pounded on the bed and yelled "HONEY! Get up and shave! Let's go!"......................after further discussion he has agreed to go shopping with us. But only if we make it a short trip. No problem. :O)
Friday, September 19, 2008
parent teacher conference
Last thursday was parent teacher conference night.
Daughter is struggling in her English class. No big surprise. but always gut wrenching because she tries so hard. she devotes more time and effort to getting a C than my sons did to getting an A.
English teacher says to me "your daughters grade is a 59%. she doesn't look like a 59% type person." what the fuck does that mean? what does a 59% student look like? i listened politely as she rambled on, waiting for my turn to speak, question, and to to give her some insight........but before i knew it she was standing and walking toward the door, me following behind like a little puppy, and then being ushered out the door. I walked up the hall to another of daughters classes wondering what the hell just happened?I just left what i think is daughters most important class without being given the opportunity to speak.
I talked to 3 of daughters other teachers all the while wondering how it is I ended up leaving the english teacher when i had things i needed to say and ask. I was pissed at myself for not making her listen to me and pissed at her teacher for not knowing better.I debated in my head whether or not I should go back to her room. I beat myself up for feeling like a passive pansey.........and then I thought fuck her if she doesn't like it, but i'm going back to her class and say what i have to say. So I went back to her room. I watched from the doorway as she spoke to other parents. She did all of the talking. And as she was wrapping up what SHE had to say to each parent, she'd stand, and then walk to the door. The parents would follow, and then be told good-bye.
So I go back in her room prepared to ask questions, make comments and make suggestions. mostly I wanted to clue her in on those things that will help her help my daughter to learn. Daughters brain is wired so that she learns in a way thats different from how you or I might learn. She's very intelligent. She just doesn't learn in the same way we do. Over the years we've learned what works and what doesn't work for her. But we need the cooperation of her teachers. I wanted to fill her teacher in because how else will she know how to help? She immediately interrupted me and began rambling.I was thinking what the hell is wrong with this woman? All I wanted was 5 minutes of her time. She'd already robbed me of more than that...... As she was near the wrap up of her latest ramble she stood. I stood and then she began walking towards the door. I thought this woman is unbelieveable. This time I did not follow. I took a couple steps in the opposite direction. She looked a little confused, and then began another ramble. As she spoke I took a few more steps away from her and away from the door. she followed. When i had her behind her desk I walked back to the chair I'd been sitting in earlier and I sat......and waited for her to sit. .............and from there i was able to clue the teacher in on those things that will help her to help my daughter have a successful year. I don't think she really heard what i said....she's young and probably thinks there's one way to do things.........her way.....and it probably does work for most students......and she probably figures the other students, the ones it doesn't work for, are just bad kids from bad families who don't care.
so daughter and i are probably going to have to come up with another game plan.
Daughter is struggling in her English class. No big surprise. but always gut wrenching because she tries so hard. she devotes more time and effort to getting a C than my sons did to getting an A.
English teacher says to me "your daughters grade is a 59%. she doesn't look like a 59% type person." what the fuck does that mean? what does a 59% student look like? i listened politely as she rambled on, waiting for my turn to speak, question, and to to give her some insight........but before i knew it she was standing and walking toward the door, me following behind like a little puppy, and then being ushered out the door. I walked up the hall to another of daughters classes wondering what the hell just happened?I just left what i think is daughters most important class without being given the opportunity to speak.
I talked to 3 of daughters other teachers all the while wondering how it is I ended up leaving the english teacher when i had things i needed to say and ask. I was pissed at myself for not making her listen to me and pissed at her teacher for not knowing better.I debated in my head whether or not I should go back to her room. I beat myself up for feeling like a passive pansey.........and then I thought fuck her if she doesn't like it, but i'm going back to her class and say what i have to say. So I went back to her room. I watched from the doorway as she spoke to other parents. She did all of the talking. And as she was wrapping up what SHE had to say to each parent, she'd stand, and then walk to the door. The parents would follow, and then be told good-bye.
So I go back in her room prepared to ask questions, make comments and make suggestions. mostly I wanted to clue her in on those things that will help her help my daughter to learn. Daughters brain is wired so that she learns in a way thats different from how you or I might learn. She's very intelligent. She just doesn't learn in the same way we do. Over the years we've learned what works and what doesn't work for her. But we need the cooperation of her teachers. I wanted to fill her teacher in because how else will she know how to help? She immediately interrupted me and began rambling.I was thinking what the hell is wrong with this woman? All I wanted was 5 minutes of her time. She'd already robbed me of more than that...... As she was near the wrap up of her latest ramble she stood. I stood and then she began walking towards the door. I thought this woman is unbelieveable. This time I did not follow. I took a couple steps in the opposite direction. She looked a little confused, and then began another ramble. As she spoke I took a few more steps away from her and away from the door. she followed. When i had her behind her desk I walked back to the chair I'd been sitting in earlier and I sat......and waited for her to sit. .............and from there i was able to clue the teacher in on those things that will help her to help my daughter have a successful year. I don't think she really heard what i said....she's young and probably thinks there's one way to do things.........her way.....and it probably does work for most students......and she probably figures the other students, the ones it doesn't work for, are just bad kids from bad families who don't care.
so daughter and i are probably going to have to come up with another game plan.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
tuesday
best part of my day..............waking up to new kittys face directly over my face......I guess she was watching me sleep, or watching for me to wake up......made me smile.
worse part of my day..............not having anyone to talk to at the end of my day today. usually i'm ok with it. today i was not.
worse part of my day..............not having anyone to talk to at the end of my day today. usually i'm ok with it. today i was not.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Monday
I was having an allergic reaction to my new kitty so I took 2 Benadryl. I'm a little high. It feels good!
The winds from Ike hit Ohio and Ky. yesterday. It was scarey. I've never seen anything like it. Four houses across the street lost parts of their roof, as did the guy who lives next door to me......trees are down everywhere...........and like 800,000 people are without electricity. 3 people died.............all from trees falling on them..................gas stations have lines around the block because most of the stations are out of service due to no electricity.........most of the schools shut down today to protect the children from falling branches and because of power outages...........it's a mess.
Our new owners will soon give notice to the sex offenders who stay at our facility. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Worse part of my day.....................getting out of bed to get ready to go to work.
Best part of my day.................getting a buzz off Benadryl
The winds from Ike hit Ohio and Ky. yesterday. It was scarey. I've never seen anything like it. Four houses across the street lost parts of their roof, as did the guy who lives next door to me......trees are down everywhere...........and like 800,000 people are without electricity. 3 people died.............all from trees falling on them..................gas stations have lines around the block because most of the stations are out of service due to no electricity.........most of the schools shut down today to protect the children from falling branches and because of power outages...........it's a mess.
Our new owners will soon give notice to the sex offenders who stay at our facility. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Worse part of my day.....................getting out of bed to get ready to go to work.
Best part of my day.................getting a buzz off Benadryl
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Thursday
Worse part of my day today............going to work.
Best part of my day...................listening to and talking with daughter about one of her nutty teachers. She cracks me up.....
Best part of my day...................listening to and talking with daughter about one of her nutty teachers. She cracks me up.....
Friday, September 05, 2008
friday
week 3 and no child support. and the only reason i write it here is it's an easy way for me to keep track.
it's probably because he's been off of work since his motorcycle wreck. I havent called the child support office to find out whats going on because it feels overwhelming. it shouldn't but it does. i just ignore it. and i hope it works itself out. eventually i'll deal with it if i have to.
i'm thinking that maybe he isn't getting a weekly disability check. maybe he'll just get one total check when he goes back to work and i'll get the child support all at once. it remains to be seen.
i was off work today. i slept the day away.
i work the weekend and monday.
i dont hate working the weekend so much. it's a different atmosphere all together. it' s usually quiet and a slower pace.
my don asked me if i'd mind being pulled off the floor monday to do some work for her.
i'm looking forward to doing anything other than working the floor. so of course i said yes. my next 3 work days shouldn't be so bad.
my new kitty, joplin, refuses to get out of bed in the morning until i get out first......and when i sit here typing she sits on my right shoulder. she makes me smile. except in the very early morning hours when she's trying to suckle my neck or ear..........but then i just feel a little sorry for her. maybe she misses her mom.
it's probably because he's been off of work since his motorcycle wreck. I havent called the child support office to find out whats going on because it feels overwhelming. it shouldn't but it does. i just ignore it. and i hope it works itself out. eventually i'll deal with it if i have to.
i'm thinking that maybe he isn't getting a weekly disability check. maybe he'll just get one total check when he goes back to work and i'll get the child support all at once. it remains to be seen.
i was off work today. i slept the day away.
i work the weekend and monday.
i dont hate working the weekend so much. it's a different atmosphere all together. it' s usually quiet and a slower pace.
my don asked me if i'd mind being pulled off the floor monday to do some work for her.
i'm looking forward to doing anything other than working the floor. so of course i said yes. my next 3 work days shouldn't be so bad.
my new kitty, joplin, refuses to get out of bed in the morning until i get out first......and when i sit here typing she sits on my right shoulder. she makes me smile. except in the very early morning hours when she's trying to suckle my neck or ear..........but then i just feel a little sorry for her. maybe she misses her mom.
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