Memorial Day - Whatcha doin’?

May 22, 2008 at 2:24 pm (A day in the life, Friends)
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I’m sitting here, waiting on students to inundate me with random questions, and I was pondering what to do for the weekend approaching.  I’m supposed to have a tournament on Saturday, make the trip to Durham Friday & Sunday, but otherwise, I’m wide open - suggestions???  A friend of mine is celebrating her anniversary on Monday and going white water rafting.  She’s invited a group to go with and I’m thinking that this may be the plan.  I’ve never done the rafting thing and I absolutely love the water - need the water - live the water - bring it on!!

 

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Question - define Forever

May 22, 2008 at 10:40 am (love)
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For Realz…. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can….

Okay, so I do have a question for all of you wonderful folks who have wandered upon my mind-dump of a blog.

Do you believe in Forever?  By that, I mean with another individual - marriage - standing by that person - for the rest of your life.  Seriously.

I ask this question because I’ve been pondering whether or not I could commit to someone for ever.  I tell myself that I could do this, and I believe that, but on another level, I have to make caviats.  To be honest, I have my deal breakers - physical violence has no place in my life and child abuse/molestation is reprehensible so there is no way I could continue to spend my life with an individual who is capable of performing such acts. 

Now, that being said, I’d like to think I would know the individual well enough to say, Okay - he would never do such a thing, but who can say what someone will or will not do?  Honestly - Hmmm???  The truth is, there is a certain pre-programming to the brain that occurs as a child that can dictate temperament later in life.  If you are a volatile teenager, you will most likely be a volatile adult, and the same goes for even-tempered individuals. 

For me, it would be just plain boring to attach myself to someone who was even-keeled all the damn time.  Life gives us ups and downs on purpose.  God’s plan teaches us throughout our lives and creates obstacles for us to overcome.  That would support the concept of change, but the personality does not.  We learn, we grow, and we adjust, but our initial wiring stays the same.

I have to say that, yes, given the right person, and getting to know them enough, I could do it - but they would have to be my partner in this evolving life, as much as I would be theirs.  Thoughts?

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EOG’s - End of Grade Testing NC

May 22, 2008 at 9:55 am (A day in the life)
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Another new occurance for me this week - EOG’s - known as the End of Grade tests for all NC students.  This would be new to me ‘cuz I’m just NOT FROM HERE……  Well, okay, we did some testing in Washington State, but not to this degree. 

Let me start from the beginning, because I know how much you all love a good story.  An email went out to parents of the middle school my daughter attends, begging for volunteers to proctor the NC State EOG’s.  Being the overachieving, completely dedicated mother that I am, I decide that, yes, I can commit 3 mornings to policing a bunch of kids who, in theory, should be focused on their tests.  I respond to the email, mind you - the request came from the school registrar, who, from prior experience, has proven to be fake as all hell and about a complete waste of time, but I rise above my judgements and offer my assistance.

Well, I was assigned to a classroom of 7th graders for all 3 days, the entirety of their tests.  This is a good thing for the students, in my opinion, because it shows consistency and is less distracting than some new random individual wandering their classroom each day.  I was not overly impressed with the teacher, though, and I constantly wondered what her educational background consisted of.  She seemed to get along okay with the students, but to be struggling with a control issue.  I could tell that she did not appreciate another adult in the classroom, by her lack of communication with me.  She wore tight, highwater pants, no socks and tennis shoes along with a tight shirt all three days.  She’s not a big lady, but she is sporting a healthy belly and some great feathered hair.  She also frequents the Maybelline counter quite a bit because I’m fairy certain her morning routine includes a thick spatula and some spackle prior to leaving the house.  I couldn’t determine whether she was married or not because 2 of the 3 days, she did not wear a ring on the commitment finger, but Tuesday, she was representing and blinging it up.  I do believe I saw a smile or two on Wednesday though, so I will keep a mixed opinion of the lady.

The tests themselves were long, tedious, and boring.  The students did extremely well following directions and not creating any distractions that would cause the entire class to repeat the test, thank goodness.  It was great fun escorting a myriad of students to the bathrooms - since this is an additional responsibility of proctors - to ensure no testing materials make it to the restroom, James Bond style.  Overall, it was uneventful, but I had fun picking on the teacher, and contemplating which of the kids would be working at McDonald’s for the rest of their lives.  There’s just so much HOPE for our future.

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Update - I’ve been MIA…..

May 22, 2008 at 9:36 am (A day in the life)
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Chuck Norris just rocks, and I could have used his weaponry this weekend…..

Okay, so I’ve been missing in action, and I apologize, oh devoted readers, all 7,452,981 and 1/4 of you.  Things have been quite out of control ’round these parts lately, so I’ve been out of blogging commission.  What, do you ask, has been going on?  Well, since you’re so concerned, let me open this can o’ worms and enlighten you…..

Hmmmm, I think I last wrote on Friday about Tootsie Rolls, which, by they way, are the best things on EARTH, in case you were wondering.  You see, the weekend brought with it some curious situations, including the wondrous trip to Durham which has been taking place more frequently lately - and I’m ready for it to slow down…  My fabulous baby-daddy called me approximately 352 times Saturday to tell me that he was coming, not coming, coming, not coming to visit our daughter.  Then he proceeded to “miss” the city of Charlotte on I-85 and stop in Concord, ‘cuz apparently THAT city is impossible to miss…. you tell me.  He then got lost again, missed an exit and ended up in the hood….. I guess that fits though - but we had to get him to the house, so we went and got him, in the middle of his ogling some random half-nekkid chick at the Bojangles - this guy is ALL class, and he followed us.  The kid saw him through the window and about busted every bone in her body sprinting down the stairs to lay eyes on the elusive animal known to her as “Daddy”.  I guess it was worth it if she was happy.  Sooooo, that was around 2/2:30 Saturday.  Quite an eventful morning/afternoon in my household. 

I guess he decided he was going to take the munchkin to the mall, and, rather than go to South Park mall which is approximately 5 minutes from my house, they decided on Eastland mall which is about 3 stores short of being closed down, and about 20 minutes from the pad.  Okay, fine, but neither of them knew how to get there, which elicited another 352 calls to me to locate correct directions.  Quality parenting at its best….. ugh - can’t I just trade for a different one????  Anyway - they made it and I got to go fishing - NO - I didn’t catch a damn thing, and I DID get worm-jacked about 5 times.  It sucks, but I know that my stalker fish is full and that he’s just waiting for me at that pond for the next time.  I swear - he’s about 3 feet long and 30lbs of bass waiting to be served with some hush puppies and fresh cole slaw…… 

Well, I stayed away from the house, so they could do the father-daughter bonding they have failed miserably at in recent years, and was rewarded by more phone calls from the sperm donor, letting me know that he’d be leaving at noon Sunday ‘cuz he didn’t want to drive to Atlanta after dark.  Ummmmm, last time I checked, it didn’t get dark ’til 8:30 or so, or am I just trippin????  Well, apparently this was a big issue for him, and spending more than 22 hours with his daughter in a year is not a priority.  Got it - thanks for spelling it out for me.  Whatev.  Loser.

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May 22, 2008 at 9:15 am (Comedy)
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Uhhh, yeah - crocs look ridiculous unless you actually need them for your place of employment….just FYI.

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