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We were blessed with a couple of beautiful (well, beautiful for February in Pittsburgh) days on Thursday and Friday. I had originally planned on taking my kids to the zoo on Friday, because they had a teacher in-service day. But, sometimes life throws you curve balls. I guess that your happiness all depends on how you react to those curve balls.
Thursday started as a regular (but warm) day. I threw the kids on the bus and headed home to do some work. About a half an hour later, I got a call from my friend. He had to drop something off to the school that his daughter had forgotten. He said that the school smelled like gas, and there were fire trucks and ambulances. He said he was taking his daughter home. Well, I wrestled back and forth with the decision, and finally decided to just yank mine out of school, too. I didn’t want them sitting and getting nauseous, and if they ended up with an early dismissal, I figured I would beat the rush.
Well, long story short, I got my kids, all my neighbors got their kids, and they moved all the other children over to the middle school to just kill time all day. Me? I took the kids to the zoo a day early. It was 65 degrees, sunny, and we decided to have fun with our curve ball.
We had a great day. There was hardly anybody at the zoo, and we got to watch the animals for as long as we wanted. The kids were in a great mood, and there was absolutely no complaining or whining. (Well, there was the occasional, “Are we there yet???” But I don’t even really hear those anymore).
Usually I make sure that I leave the zoo in plenty of time to beat the traffic. But that day? It just didn’t matter. Traffic, schmaffic. As we headed home, we talked about getting close to home and stopping for ice cream. I drove home through Lawrenceville and the Strip, and I followed through on something I had been meaning to do…Stop at Klavons Ice Cream. I’ve driven past it a bunch of times, but never actually stopped. The kids enjoyed sitting at the counter, and they got to pick out some classic candy. I even got some of those little jaw breakers in a box. Love those. I remember paying 10 cents at a basketball game for them. Well, they’re a quarter now…which is perfect…because I got to say “Hey, when I was little these were only ten cents.”
If I have to get old, I wanna do all the old people stuff I can.
I’ve really been trying to live in the moment, and enjoy every single day. It wasn’t hard that day. So I figure, next time I’m having a hard time enjoying my day, I’ll just close my eyes and think about our trip to the zoo.
Well, I’ve been a busy little elf.
I finished my last English paper. Ever. I completely procrastinated with it. It was due yesterday at midnight, and I finished it around 6:30, which is so not like me. Here’s what happens when I get overwhelmed…I do absolutely nothing. Instead of pulling up my big girl panties and just tackling life head on, I let the house go to shit, the laundry back up, my websites get neglected, and I do something fun. This week, I headed to the casino. I hit a machine for $700, and played with that money all day. I did come home with about $300. I had much more fun there than I would have had sitting at home writing a paper.
But I had to pay the consequences the next few days.
Now that it’s out of the way, I can begin wrapping, send out some Christmas cards, make some gingerbread houses, celebrate Tony’s birthday, and all that good stuff. Oh, I do have a final to take, but it’s a computer programming final, and it will be fine…even fun. (Yes, I’m a geek).
Everybody in the ‘burgh is planning for the EPIC snowfall that’s forecasted for Sunday…a big ol’ one inch. Grab your salt, shovels, milk and toilet paper – we might not make it to Monday.
Hope everybody has a great weekend, and a fun two weeks of holiday craziness!
OK, fair warning. I actually read something that got me fired up enough to write a blog post. That doesn’t really happen too often around here, so I’m letting you know: If you don’t want to get smacked in the face by a flying opinion, either a) duck or 2) kindly leave the room
I don’t know if you read about the teacher who sued Chartiers Valley school district. Wait, which one, you say? They’ve been sued so many times in the past few years, it’s hard to keep them all straight. Anyway, I’m talking about the applicant for a Social Studies teacher who is also a Veteran. Here’s the article at the Post Gazette.
There’s so much BULLSHIT in this whole situation that I don’t even know where to start. Plain and simple, Chartiers Valley School District has CONSISTENTLY put their sports program ahead of academics. They have done this by “bending” the rules (or, you know, breaking the law…whatever) and now the taxpayers are paying for their mistakes. There have been other mistakes, too. Mistakes that don’t have anything to do with sports, but politics. And poor judgement. And people who have power who do things for their own agenda. Remember the Assistant Superintendent Tammy Whitfield? Yeah, she has money going to her. And then there’s the whole Tim McConnell situation. Great coach. He’s also my neighbor. Nice guy, supports our business. But he had a job that he wasn’t qualified for. I’m glad that he’s still the coach, but the way he got into that position was just not cool. Not necessarily his fault, but it involved more blunders from Chartiers Valley.
The teacher who got the job instead of the applicant who was a Veteran? Football coach. I don’t know him from Adam. He’s probably a very nice guy. But, plain and simple, he shouldn’t have gotten the job when there was a more qualified candidate. The situation would be totally different if they were applying for a job with a private company. But this is for a SCHOOL DISTRICT. Their salaries are paid by TAXES. Do I think that the majority of parents would rather have a great coach or a great teacher? We want great teachers!!!!!
Nepotism exists. Plain and simple. “It’s not what you know, it’s who you know.” Well, that’s all fine and dandy. Maybe it can give you an extra “push” if you know somebody. It should be a tie breaker. But if there isn’t a tie?????? HELLO!!!!! Jobs should go to the most qualified person.
OK, I feel better. Do I want to run for Chartiers Valley School Board? Hells, no. Do I want to vote out every person that had anything to do with these situations? Hells, yes.
The other day, I got a text from my friend asking, “How was your day?” It was about a half an hour before I had to get the kids from the bus stop. You wanna know what I texted her back? “Peaceful and productive.”
How about that!?!?!?!? Peaceful AND productive? I haven’t had a peaceful OR productive day in about seven years! I mean, REALLY, REALLY productive. It was awesome. I had some alone time, I cleaned, I did work for the restaurant, I worked on school. It. Was. Awesome.
Would you like to know what else has happened? I don’t yell at the kids like I used to. We are now at the point where we MISS each other. We are really enjoying the time that we have together. Don’t get me wrong…there are still homework struggles and sisterly arguments. I’m not really all that sure that Becca and Chloe miss EACH OTHER, but at least we’re headed in the right direction. And when those homework struggles an sisterly arguments happen, I’m much more ready to deal in a calm and orderly fashion.
You know what I’m gonna do? I’m crossing something off my bucket list. Number 39? You’re done. (Hopefully I don’t have to put that back on the bucket list when summer comes along.) I’m experiencing parenting Zen. Aaaaahhhhhhh. I hope you’re having a good weekend, and I’ll have to figure out something out to bitch about on here.
Like this stupid English 102 class. More of that next time.
Well, it is the eve of both of my kids headed to school all day. The first week had a few bumps, but nothing major. I think that Becca is realizing that the carefree days of summer are gone, and it’s time to get to work. Oh, and she’s not really all that happy about it. She’s been acting out a bit. She has a tv in her room that she watches for about a half an hour before bed every night.
She lost it until September 6th.
The television was the prize in a battle of wills between the two of us. A battle of wills? Guess what. I’m gonna win every. single. time. There was screaming, there was crying. In the middle of all of this she told me (in a very high pitched, loud voice) that she was going to call my mom and tell her how mean I was being to her.
So I dialed the number for her.
Grandma told her that maybe she should take a rest.
Score one for Mom (and Grandma).
She hated me for about an hour, but all is good now. The hate came back for a bit right before bed, but she’s decided not to move out.
God, I can’t WAIT until she’s a teenager.
(as I’m writing this…I just broke up a fight…and yelled for her to not stomp up the steps)
Anyway, I have a full week to myself, and it’s getting filled. Work tomorrow, get my hair done on Tuesday, take the dog to the vet on Wednesday. I’m thinking that Thursday might be a day to stay in my jammies extra long and read a book. Or watch a rated R movie. At 11:00 in the morning. Imagine that.
But it just hit me that, after that first week, I have to start school. It’s only two classes, and I’ll definitely have the time to do it. It’s all online. One of the classes is a programming class, which I’m looking forward to. It won’t really be like ‘work’ because I actually enjoy that kind of stuff. But the other class? English Comp 2. Blech. It’s the last class I need for my Associates Degree (it’s an associates degree in, well, general-I-couldn’t-make-up-my-mind-what-to-be-when-I-grow-up stuff). Now, I don’t really mind writing. But I like writing here…in that conversational tone. Official papers with footnotes and references? Papers in which I need to force an opinion on somebody. Ewwww, HATE IT! So guess what? I’m gonna come here to complain.
Consider that your fair warning