October 27, 2014

Oh gawdam that alarm went off far too early.  I CANNOT understand how I don’t drink alcohol, I passed on all the controlled substances (which were shared very freely), but I still felt like I’d been run-over by  heavy equipment.  Next time to see an old(er) hippie, give them a a big hug, because they’ve earned it.  I proudly hit the snooze, which granted me 9 luscious minutes in my flannel sheeted bed.  My bed drives me wild.  Seriously.  If you’re a man and we are ever to have anything, just know you have some serious-ass competition.

Up and out to school – it was a might brisk this morning – 42, it said.  No wonder my little Annie was so thrilled when I put her dog crate outside for her to snuggle in.  When I got there, I realized (actually, I was reminded by my supervisor) that we were to meet this morning.  Ooooops.  Still, things happen for a reason and I was glad we changed the time to after school, because one of my students, the one I have somewhat of a relationship with, was NOT happy and jumped on me like a hungry dog on a ribeye.  There was anger in those eyes trying to cover up a lot of hurt.  Somehow, instead of responding as usual to such behavior, I said “wow.  It sounds like your really upset”  Things continued…and I’ll leave that be, but man…these kids are hurt.  In every city, in every school, there are kids who come across as very aggressive because that is the only tool they know to cover  up all they pain they’ve had in their very turbulent and unstable lives.  Remember that.

After escuela, I was off to the store and to get my Mags her Halloween costume.  This is the LAST year something will be bought – in this fashion, anyway.  $26 for white tutus (I’ll be “paid back”, she said) $10 suspenders, $20 hat and moustache, and I haven’t even gotten the red shirt yet.  This is fine in a 2 income household.  This is NOT fine in a single income household where the income is veeerrrryyyy single.  And the makeup aisle here?  A full WALL of make-up and special effects.  I was limited to my mom's make-up bag (she didn't wear makeup, really, so it was lipstick.   I went to get some milk and eggs at the store and was VERY disappointed to see that someone put 5 bags of cranberries, 5 pounds of butter, and additional items in my shopping cart.  My ass was expanding as I walked…I.Am.Not.Kidding.  Dammit.  I’m just grateful I have classes this week (we’re back to 2 a week), pumpkin carving Wednesday night, but Friday, as Ethan and I await trick-or-treaters in the rain…I *might* find a moment or two to whip something up.

Made myself a deliciously spicy Hungarian mushroom soup like my mom used to make (though much better) when I was young.  I had 3 bowls (it’s healthy, right???) (they were very small bowls) (stop PICKING on me!!!).  I also rearranged my kitchen bookcase…I have a LOT of classic novels which I have accumulated.  <Very proud moment>  

Heard from the kids (they wanted to stay with dad) and then I texted with L.  They had a GREAT weekend up the mountain in Tahoe, doing lots of fun stuff together and I am thrilled to pieces for Ethan.  Maggie needs it, too, but Ethan CRAVES it.  I hope that my boy is a bit better when I see him tomorrow…I’ve been thinking of him a great deal.  I know he will be ok, but I don’t KNOW it…understand?  Adolescents had such a difficult time as it was back when I was an one….  I can’t imagine now with all the chaos (though I know our parents probably said the same thing about our generation…it all evens itself out).  The boy needs his dad and more strong male figures in his life, so I have decided I am going to live in a fire station.  <grin>  Night, y’all.

Pictures:  I'm the VERY proud owner of this combo Stealie/Giants hoodie.  Steal Your Base all over tomorrow for Game 6; A RAD T-shirt given to a profa today be her students.  Nice;  And the story today.  Pobre Ana....