wednesday? already??
ugh
catching up. not. fun.
So the school system refused to pull Jared out for "special" classes. Instead, we'll make classroom "accomodations". What does that mean? Nuttin' much. he can be offered "extra" classes in math and language arts to "help" him out --- but they have to count as electives, so he has to drop art, music and gym .... AND he can't leave the "core" math and LA class. Oh - and if he FAILS the elective class - no big deal - but if he fails the "core" class he will have to repeat.
THIS after I tried to explain that in his core math class right now they are doing exponents, quotients, ratios ... and Jared can't factor multiplication completely yet. It's like trying to teach a toddler auto mechanics. The teacher seemed offended.
whatever.
SO I went into work on my day off and got so busy I had a hard time pulling away to make the meeting on time. LittleMan can sit there for three hours and do nothing. As soon as he leaves for class, the store turns into a circus. I don't get it. Is there a hex on him or something? When he's around ... there are no customers.
And my Mary Kay chick called me last night. She wants me to look at their marketing plan. She asks me if I've ever thought about dealing Mary Kay. I laughed out loud and she asked me why.... and I said, "Darcy! I'm over 40 and fat, aren't those two good reasons?" Somehow ... she's serious. She's sending me the DVD...
I pulled out my winter clothes boxes. I have either glittery evening wear and velvet OR I have torn sweat shirts and flannel pants. I DID find my Doris Day cardigan set that I had been dying to find! Oh Joy! Soooooo pretty .... so expensive ... must go shopping ...
must get back on the low carb diet ... just can't find time to DO anything but grab a Campbell's microwave soup and !GO! ... I'm barely eating food at all -- but I feel fatter. I'm bloating up on coffee and wheat thins... or something ... headachey and crampy and menopausal today ... will stop at Starbucks on the way to work for a latte` and down a handful of Tylenol. The first old bitch with bunions who comes in there and makes me pull out a dozen pair of shoes before she whines, "Well, I'll go home and think about it" and doesn't buy anything?
eeww... it's gonna get nasty ..
catching up. not. fun.
So the school system refused to pull Jared out for "special" classes. Instead, we'll make classroom "accomodations". What does that mean? Nuttin' much. he can be offered "extra" classes in math and language arts to "help" him out --- but they have to count as electives, so he has to drop art, music and gym .... AND he can't leave the "core" math and LA class. Oh - and if he FAILS the elective class - no big deal - but if he fails the "core" class he will have to repeat.
THIS after I tried to explain that in his core math class right now they are doing exponents, quotients, ratios ... and Jared can't factor multiplication completely yet. It's like trying to teach a toddler auto mechanics. The teacher seemed offended.
whatever.
SO I went into work on my day off and got so busy I had a hard time pulling away to make the meeting on time. LittleMan can sit there for three hours and do nothing. As soon as he leaves for class, the store turns into a circus. I don't get it. Is there a hex on him or something? When he's around ... there are no customers.
And my Mary Kay chick called me last night. She wants me to look at their marketing plan. She asks me if I've ever thought about dealing Mary Kay. I laughed out loud and she asked me why.... and I said, "Darcy! I'm over 40 and fat, aren't those two good reasons?" Somehow ... she's serious. She's sending me the DVD...
I pulled out my winter clothes boxes. I have either glittery evening wear and velvet OR I have torn sweat shirts and flannel pants. I DID find my Doris Day cardigan set that I had been dying to find! Oh Joy! Soooooo pretty .... so expensive ... must go shopping ...
must get back on the low carb diet ... just can't find time to DO anything but grab a Campbell's microwave soup and !GO! ... I'm barely eating food at all -- but I feel fatter. I'm bloating up on coffee and wheat thins... or something ... headachey and crampy and menopausal today ... will stop at Starbucks on the way to work for a latte` and down a handful of Tylenol. The first old bitch with bunions who comes in there and makes me pull out a dozen pair of shoes before she whines, "Well, I'll go home and think about it" and doesn't buy anything?
eeww... it's gonna get nasty ..