Just Another Day

In California, we have something that is called "Transitional Kindergarten."  This is an all day program created specifically for children who have late-year birthdays, such as my daughter who was born in November.  Since they moved the minimum age of entry into Kindergarten back to being 5 before the beginning of the school year, they created TK for children who missed the cutoff, but could still benefit from an all day program to get them ready for Kinder. So, seeing as how my daughter has attended Special Day Class since the age of 3, I was not aware that she was a candidate for TK.  When we held her IEP last March with all of the various staff that make up the IEP team, no one even mentioned TK.  A couple of months ago, another parent asked me why my daughter was not in TK, at first I didn't really have a reply.  Uh, because she didn't qualify?  No, she said, they will assess each SDC pupil on a case by case basis if requested by the parent. Shit....

I am always shocked, shocked I tell you, at how long I go between blog posts. I used to be so paranoid that I would go a day without posting and then what would the universe possibly do without my contribution? We are gearing up for Thanksgiving, but I have decided that the four of us are going to do our own thing, probably the beach in the morning and maybe barbeque something and eat out on the patio with the twinkle lights on in the evening.  We don't normally eat on the patio, so it will definitely be something out of the ordinary. There is no real reason we don't eat there, mostly to do with my daughter and how she is only now entering a phase where we don't feel we have to watch her every single second she is outside.  Not that she doesn't still get into trouble, but she has a better sense of what can and can't hurt her now, so we feel comfortable taking our eyes off of her for a few minutes here and there. We have scheduled another developmental assess...

I like to play Words with Friends on my phone.  It keeps my mind busy, and I prefer it to browsing the web on my phone or playing something as stupefying as Candy Crush. I have several games running at once, mostly with people I've been playing with for a while.  Hi Nance ! Nance usually kicks my arse.  Once in a while, though, I will press the "Random Opponent" button and match up with an unknown.  I've come across some fairly weird people.  One of them berated me for not playing "faster" and making (I am assuming it was a him, based on his user name) him wait for two whole days.  He then insulted me and resigned.    I asked for a rematch, and then told him that I was sorry I had made him wait, but as my phone had broken and needed to be repaired,  his priorities were not at the top of my list.  Well, I said it better than that, but I know I made him feel like the jerk he truly was.  Then I resigned, because I al...

Yes, that is correct. I found a scorpion in one of our bathroom sinks. There I was, around eight at night, innocently going to the bathroom, which is an en suite attached to the master bedroom. I go to wash my hands, and I see a sudden movement in the sink. Needless to say, there should never be any sudden movements in your bathroom sink. Stuck down at the bottom was an honest-to-goodness scorpion. I think I have only seen a couple of them in zoo/museum type places, and I had to look up a picture on the internet just to confirm what I thought I saw.  Because I certainly wasn't going to go stare at it. Hubba-hubba was working overtime at a community festival, and I called him on his cell, which I something I never do when he is working. Especially when he is out and about and not in the office, he tends to be very busy when he is out in the field. So he picks up his phone and says, "This had better be good." "There's a freaking scorpion in one of...

When I got my job, my husband and I agreed that it would be a simple, part time gig.  Nothing hard, just show up for ten or so hours a week and go home.  Collect a paycheck that would help a little bit. But, that snowballed into a job that had me frantically typing emails at 8pm, long after I'd stopped "working."  Now, I accepted the (thank god) temporary upgrade in status that put me in the position of working after hours, but it has been a tough slog.  I have the unusual problem of going to work almost every day, but only for a very short time.  Thus, even though I feel like I am always there, I have to cram everything I need to do in the teensy timeslot that is my daughter's school schedule and I leave every day with things that still need finished. I finally have my replacement coming in, and I finally feel a little bit of freedom.  My replacement hasn't fully taken over all the duties, but they will very shortly.  Instead of feeling let down...

Life has begun simply rushing past me and I just don't even have time to process everything. My lovely husband pushed me to go out and get that part time job because, to be honest, we were drowning under the co-pays for my daughter's various therapies. Don't even get me started on the fact that she has just been diagnosed with GERD with little Prevacid ready-tabs that I have to pay like, two bucks per pill for.  She was vomiting at night several times a week and we were just at our wit's end with this poor little girl. Anyhoo, so as I mentioned before, the stars were all in complete alignment in order to get the job that I currently have.  I also signed an agreement with the city wherein I promised I would never discuss my job on any form of internet media, so all the juicy tidbits I could be telling you are just going to have to stay here in my head.  Just know that I am dealing with brides and that should tell you all you need to know. So, I get this job an...

This place still exists. I sort of forgot.  Between trying to just finish the damn school year already (why does my son fail to realize that part of the beauty of homeschooling is that you can finish the year EARLY if you so choose, which he did not) and uh, the fact that I got a job. Yes, I sort of fainted too when I heard the news.  Well, actually I got the job because I am such an awesome worker that a boss who hired me when I was 18 (and promoted me as well) decided I was worth hiring again. I'm pretty sure that if I didn't have that extra piece of the puzzle, I would still be staring at my empty inbox, ignored by any and all employers.  It's actually a great job, one that I am happy to have and am grateful to have.  It pays more than I thought it would, too.  Even better, my boss (she is an "upper" boss, not my immediate boss, if that makes any sense) is very cognizant of my family's needs and is more than willing to be flexible about my sch...