I would like to clone today and use it all again. I got nothing really accomplished today, but I think that's okay. I'll make it up later.
I slept in until about 9:00 after turning off the alarm at 6:00. (Forgot to turn it off for the weekend. Oops!) Hubby brought me up my morning cappuccino and a warm donut. Sinful, but so-o-o-o good. Then after watching some HGTV and a couple of episodes of Snapped....I finally got out of bed. Yep, it was good!
Then I got clothes on; gathered up some laundry; came down stairs and looked at the paper with Hubby. One load actually made it to the dryer. He mowed the lawn. We visited with a neighbor. Then we sat on the back deck; had a couple of glasses of wine and some great conversation.
Later we came in and I spent some time looking online at hotels for a little trip will be taking soon. Fun stuff! Then we finally all got showers and dressed and went to a place called "Dave and Busters". It is kind of like "Chuck E. Cheese" but for adults, too. We have always liked it but our son had never been, so we took he and one of his buddies. The food is usually pretty good. I had the blackened tillapia. (Yum!) Then there are the games. They hyped up everyone. They have a World War I Flight Simulator and since Hub's a private pilot, you couldn't pull him away from that. The boys were doing the Dance Revolution games and anything else that they could shoot. I usually stick with the even more mindless games. I usually do pretty good at skee shot. Nothing tonight. Then there was a game where a ball fell into these spinning hole for you to get tickets. I got lucky and it went into the jackpot hole and I got 402 extra. That was enough tickets to make me a hit with the two boys.
So a day that starts out with a big case of lazy; throw in a cool breeze and wine with your best friend, Then going out and being a kid a Little. Like my mother always say; "And a good time was had by all!) Like I said, I would like to clone today and use it all again.
Later
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I need to throw up.
Why do some people just have to be mean spirited? I really don't think that God put in a mean spirited gene. It can't be fun. It really gets you nowhere. I would think that the thrill of bullying (if there is one) would be very short-lived. What's the payoff?
I witness it way too much. I see students doing it to each other. I see the referrals come in for discipline. I read them and just go "Huh? You did what?" Sometimes I see the victim looking pretty demoralized. When you are 13 and 14 everything is huge. You don't have to even be particularly nice to each other. Just quit being mean.
I think we teach our kids these ways of interacting. I see it all the time from parents. They want to know something about their kid and they come storming in demanding to see someone at that very instant. Almost everyone that works there is a parent. We get that we are dealing with our most precious resources. That's why we are there. I had a woman the other day mad because an assistant principal was in meetings all day and she would have to get an appointment or wait for her to call her back. She said "Well they are suppose to be here and available to the parents." In my sweetest voice I told her "No ma'am. Actually they are suppose to be here helping these students get a good education and that's what they are doing right now."
As you can tell, something really set me off today. Nurse Ratchett and her buddy swing hot and cold like the pendulum on a clock. One day very friendly and nice and then the next.... Never turn your back. I, along with others, came in to work today to find a small personal-sized cake at our desks fixed up really prettily and a card that said Happy Secretary's Day. No name. I took some bites and just bragged on it and then tried to find out who was the cake fairy. It was the Nurse! Should I have had a food taster? That was really a very nice thing to do. Then when I got back from lunch, I got this nasty, sarcastic e-mail from her buddy. She is suppose to catch the phones when I go to lunch and was out of her office when I was leaving. I asked someone else to catch them. They said where is so-and-so and I said that she was not in her office. That's it. Just an observation, not a criticism. No big deal. I don't know what this other gal said to her, but after lunch she wrote me that she had been in her office for a full 45 minutes before (no comment)and had just left for two minutes to go to the bathroom, and why would I say that I couldn't find her? I really hadn't given it that much thought. (Can you even believe we had this conversation?) She was the same one that said I needed to take a half day of my sick time when I left and hour early to take my son to the ortho. The scary thing is that she could go ahead a turn it in that way and wouldn't know it.
I am so very tired of this childish drama and today this little, stupid e-mail just pushed me over the edge. I was just about in tears of frustration. She has pulled many silly, petty annoyances on me, but this time....she put it in writing. I had asked the principal earlier to meet with me and look at some other things so I just took a copy of the email with me. I told her that I was so tired of having to look over my shoulder to keep from having issues and that it was getting harder to deal with. Anyway, I ended up being mad at myself. I always think that when you have a "gripe" meeting like that with a superior, you ought to have a outcome in mind that you are requesting/suggesting. Why am I telling her about this? What am I asking her to do about it? I really don't know. I don't think detention will work very well although I would be amusing to see. :) I felt like I was a kid "telling" on her. In the end, I still have a problem to work out but at least someone has seen a snippet of it with her own eyes.
Anyway this is today's segment of "As the Stomach Turns"; also known as "Just because you work in a middle school doesn't mean you have to act like it." Thanks for letting me throw up just a little. Between that and the margarita I had with dinner, I feel better now.
Later.
I witness it way too much. I see students doing it to each other. I see the referrals come in for discipline. I read them and just go "Huh? You did what?" Sometimes I see the victim looking pretty demoralized. When you are 13 and 14 everything is huge. You don't have to even be particularly nice to each other. Just quit being mean.
I think we teach our kids these ways of interacting. I see it all the time from parents. They want to know something about their kid and they come storming in demanding to see someone at that very instant. Almost everyone that works there is a parent. We get that we are dealing with our most precious resources. That's why we are there. I had a woman the other day mad because an assistant principal was in meetings all day and she would have to get an appointment or wait for her to call her back. She said "Well they are suppose to be here and available to the parents." In my sweetest voice I told her "No ma'am. Actually they are suppose to be here helping these students get a good education and that's what they are doing right now."
As you can tell, something really set me off today. Nurse Ratchett and her buddy swing hot and cold like the pendulum on a clock. One day very friendly and nice and then the next.... Never turn your back. I, along with others, came in to work today to find a small personal-sized cake at our desks fixed up really prettily and a card that said Happy Secretary's Day. No name. I took some bites and just bragged on it and then tried to find out who was the cake fairy. It was the Nurse! Should I have had a food taster? That was really a very nice thing to do. Then when I got back from lunch, I got this nasty, sarcastic e-mail from her buddy. She is suppose to catch the phones when I go to lunch and was out of her office when I was leaving. I asked someone else to catch them. They said where is so-and-so and I said that she was not in her office. That's it. Just an observation, not a criticism. No big deal. I don't know what this other gal said to her, but after lunch she wrote me that she had been in her office for a full 45 minutes before (no comment)and had just left for two minutes to go to the bathroom, and why would I say that I couldn't find her? I really hadn't given it that much thought. (Can you even believe we had this conversation?) She was the same one that said I needed to take a half day of my sick time when I left and hour early to take my son to the ortho. The scary thing is that she could go ahead a turn it in that way and wouldn't know it.
I am so very tired of this childish drama and today this little, stupid e-mail just pushed me over the edge. I was just about in tears of frustration. She has pulled many silly, petty annoyances on me, but this time....she put it in writing. I had asked the principal earlier to meet with me and look at some other things so I just took a copy of the email with me. I told her that I was so tired of having to look over my shoulder to keep from having issues and that it was getting harder to deal with. Anyway, I ended up being mad at myself. I always think that when you have a "gripe" meeting like that with a superior, you ought to have a outcome in mind that you are requesting/suggesting. Why am I telling her about this? What am I asking her to do about it? I really don't know. I don't think detention will work very well although I would be amusing to see. :) I felt like I was a kid "telling" on her. In the end, I still have a problem to work out but at least someone has seen a snippet of it with her own eyes.
Anyway this is today's segment of "As the Stomach Turns"; also known as "Just because you work in a middle school doesn't mean you have to act like it." Thanks for letting me throw up just a little. Between that and the margarita I had with dinner, I feel better now.
Later.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
It's all in the newspaper
I'm really not sure why I feel the urge to post tonight. I have just been a dud this weekend. Just feeling a little blue. Everything seems just a little unbalanced. Hubby was in a mood, too. I guess we both just needed to be in our caves. I even saw in the newspaper today where a boy I knew as a child had passed away. Didn't even know that he lived up this way now.
Hubby use to laugh at me because when I have a little time on the weekends, I read the obituaries. No, I'm not looking for my name. I'm a little depressed, but not nuts. Anywho, people write the craziest things about their loved ones when they pass. Sometimes a little too much information. I'm still thinking about the one that talked about the man's love of his dogs and puppies. It said that they went with him to heaven! They sent his dogs with him???? On another they went on about what kind of beer that Aunt So-and-so really liked. Of course, most of them have a picture of the 92 year old person when they were 17. Does anyone really recognize them. Maybe I need to re-think my instructions to my hub to use the cleavage shot from Glamour Shots for mine.
I also read an article about a woman who lost her 21 year old son in a freak accident. She said that her son had always planned to get married and have children so she petitioned the courts to let her have his sperm taken and frozen. She wanted to use it with a surrogate and she said that several had already volunteered. She felt that he should have his wish. It wasn't clear to me if she wanted to raise these children or what. Her petition was granted and there's something new in the freezer. Have we all just gone nuts? She will probably be on one of the news show next week talking about it.
I did get a really neat surprise yesterday. My brother sat down and wrote basically his autobiography. I received in the mail a bound 100+ double-sided pages of his life story even illustrated with pictures. It was amazing! Out of everyone in my family, I still can't believe he was the one who did it. I called and asked him if he had been to a doctor and was there anything I should know. He made copies for his children and his two sisters. I even learned a few family stories in it. A few others were made clearer. When you're the youngest by several years, you miss out on a lot. Anyway, I treasure it and love and admire him even more for doing it. What a gift, especially for his children.
The Easter Bunny really took care of my eleven year old this year. The kid loves the color pink. He may just like the attention of it. He is quite the bruiser so it seems a little out of place for such a sweet color. Anyway, everything in his basket this year, including the grass, is pink. I can't wait to see him tomorrow. He will be howling. There is even a t-shirt rolled up with a pink ribbon that says something about the 5 reasons that he would wear a pink shirt. It ought to be fun.
It's late so I guess I should go to bed. Hope everyone has a good Easter Sunday tomorrow....oops, I should say today.
Later.
Hubby use to laugh at me because when I have a little time on the weekends, I read the obituaries. No, I'm not looking for my name. I'm a little depressed, but not nuts. Anywho, people write the craziest things about their loved ones when they pass. Sometimes a little too much information. I'm still thinking about the one that talked about the man's love of his dogs and puppies. It said that they went with him to heaven! They sent his dogs with him???? On another they went on about what kind of beer that Aunt So-and-so really liked. Of course, most of them have a picture of the 92 year old person when they were 17. Does anyone really recognize them. Maybe I need to re-think my instructions to my hub to use the cleavage shot from Glamour Shots for mine.
I also read an article about a woman who lost her 21 year old son in a freak accident. She said that her son had always planned to get married and have children so she petitioned the courts to let her have his sperm taken and frozen. She wanted to use it with a surrogate and she said that several had already volunteered. She felt that he should have his wish. It wasn't clear to me if she wanted to raise these children or what. Her petition was granted and there's something new in the freezer. Have we all just gone nuts? She will probably be on one of the news show next week talking about it.
I did get a really neat surprise yesterday. My brother sat down and wrote basically his autobiography. I received in the mail a bound 100+ double-sided pages of his life story even illustrated with pictures. It was amazing! Out of everyone in my family, I still can't believe he was the one who did it. I called and asked him if he had been to a doctor and was there anything I should know. He made copies for his children and his two sisters. I even learned a few family stories in it. A few others were made clearer. When you're the youngest by several years, you miss out on a lot. Anyway, I treasure it and love and admire him even more for doing it. What a gift, especially for his children.
The Easter Bunny really took care of my eleven year old this year. The kid loves the color pink. He may just like the attention of it. He is quite the bruiser so it seems a little out of place for such a sweet color. Anyway, everything in his basket this year, including the grass, is pink. I can't wait to see him tomorrow. He will be howling. There is even a t-shirt rolled up with a pink ribbon that says something about the 5 reasons that he would wear a pink shirt. It ought to be fun.
It's late so I guess I should go to bed. Hope everyone has a good Easter Sunday tomorrow....oops, I should say today.
Later.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Spring is springing!
Although it has been a little cool today (by our Southern standards), it is getting to be the time of year that I probably love the most. Love those Spring afternoons when you get the first smells of cut grass and outside seems to be waking up. I balanced that today by updating my calendar with all of the ballgames my son will have this season. Between games and practices.....that's where I will be.
We had a little news this week. Looks like we will not have to move so soon. Evidently, someone with more seniority wants that district, so we are here for awhile. It is certainly a better plan for our family, but I always feel the need to know where I'm going to be next year. Also, in these uncertain economic times, I just want them to be totally invested in him.
We went to see our son last weekend and plan to go again next weekend. He looked alright. I still search his face for the little boy I raised, but instead there is a man, a young man, staring back. He seems so far away. Sometimes it hard to remember that one day this will end.
We got to have dinner last night with my brother-in-law and his partner. They were flying to Mexico and had an overnight layover here. It was a short visit but always fun to be with them. It also inspired the full-fledged cleaning of the working-woman's home. Guess a little extra incentive is always a good thing.
I'm really ready for summer vacation. I know that the next two months will be insanely busy at school. We have major testing weeks ahead and that just stresses out students and staff. I do enjoy being at school with the kids and "most" of the staff, but right now I miss being at home more. I feel like I don't do anything well around here and there is so much I want to do. Also, a couple of sour pusses at work can sure mess up a good day. I know that is anywhere you go, but I can hope for the perfect world, can't I?
I love the way our bathroom turned out that I redecorated. Now I am ready to start another room. This kind of thing drives Hub nuts! He likes the outcome, but he hates the getting there. Now I want to repaint the formal dining room. He says that he has painted it once and that's enough. But he also made the mistake of saying that if we hadn't moved by summer that he would do it. (Silly boy! He thought he had that one.) Anyway, this is one that I can't move the furniture by myself so he has to be involved. Then it will be on to the kitchen. I really want granite and new appliances. That is going to have to involve the money fairy though. Probably will have to happy with a little more paint.
Back to Facebook....why should anyone be interested in what your friends are doing every minute? I have friends that have busy, important jobs and there it is posted with all their daily "stuff". Where do you find the time and how much time am I expected to waste reading all of that? Sorry. I may love you, but I don't need to know that you are picking up the cleaning, etc. And what's the deal with sending charms, etc. I just don't get it. It's not like it's a blog or anything........
Later.
We had a little news this week. Looks like we will not have to move so soon. Evidently, someone with more seniority wants that district, so we are here for awhile. It is certainly a better plan for our family, but I always feel the need to know where I'm going to be next year. Also, in these uncertain economic times, I just want them to be totally invested in him.
We went to see our son last weekend and plan to go again next weekend. He looked alright. I still search his face for the little boy I raised, but instead there is a man, a young man, staring back. He seems so far away. Sometimes it hard to remember that one day this will end.
We got to have dinner last night with my brother-in-law and his partner. They were flying to Mexico and had an overnight layover here. It was a short visit but always fun to be with them. It also inspired the full-fledged cleaning of the working-woman's home. Guess a little extra incentive is always a good thing.
I'm really ready for summer vacation. I know that the next two months will be insanely busy at school. We have major testing weeks ahead and that just stresses out students and staff. I do enjoy being at school with the kids and "most" of the staff, but right now I miss being at home more. I feel like I don't do anything well around here and there is so much I want to do. Also, a couple of sour pusses at work can sure mess up a good day. I know that is anywhere you go, but I can hope for the perfect world, can't I?
I love the way our bathroom turned out that I redecorated. Now I am ready to start another room. This kind of thing drives Hub nuts! He likes the outcome, but he hates the getting there. Now I want to repaint the formal dining room. He says that he has painted it once and that's enough. But he also made the mistake of saying that if we hadn't moved by summer that he would do it. (Silly boy! He thought he had that one.) Anyway, this is one that I can't move the furniture by myself so he has to be involved. Then it will be on to the kitchen. I really want granite and new appliances. That is going to have to involve the money fairy though. Probably will have to happy with a little more paint.
Back to Facebook....why should anyone be interested in what your friends are doing every minute? I have friends that have busy, important jobs and there it is posted with all their daily "stuff". Where do you find the time and how much time am I expected to waste reading all of that? Sorry. I may love you, but I don't need to know that you are picking up the cleaning, etc. And what's the deal with sending charms, etc. I just don't get it. It's not like it's a blog or anything........
Later.
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