Warning: internet pass-on joke ahead.
Two women are new arrivals at the pearly gates and compare stories
on how they died:
1st woman: I froze to death.
2nd woman: How horrible.
1st woman: It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I
began to get warm and sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death.
What about you?
2nd woman: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my
husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act.
But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.
1st woman: So what happened?
2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere
that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the
attic and searched , and down into the basement. Then I went through
every closet and checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I
had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just
keeled over with a heart
attack and died.
1st woman: Too bad you didn't look in the freezer -- we'd both still
be alive.
I have sudden urges to talk about what I know about eyes. But I don't really know much. so I will stifle myself. Instead, i just make sure there is a comfy chair in that same corner with the sign ... why are things not right. and evetually I will get a diabetes eye exam . really.
ARRRRGH.
Last night I discovered that the son hadn't turned in a book report that mail said was due yesterday. He said it was due today because they hadn't turned it in yet. He still hadn't done it. He spent the rest of the evening reading madly, got up early this morning, wrote the report, went into school, and discovered that he hadn't heard the teacher askng for it to be turned in yesterday. They wouldn't accept the paper at all, so he spent the rest of the day crying in the office.
puts pillow under Betsy's head.
Wish I had more to offer
Oh no. That just breaks my heart, Betsy. I hate disappointment like that even in my own life, but ten times worse when I see a kid facing it. Okay, disappointment doesn't quite seem like the right word, but there's no good word for rug-yanking-out-from-under-you-invalidating-your-hard-work.
I've sent E-mail to the teacher explaining the situation and asking for a one-time-only partial credit.
I hope it works. It sounds like an honest mistake to me.
I went to my law class a half hour late today, but at least I went. My professor didn't seem too upset about it. I need to come up with a paper topic by the 16th. I have no idea what I want to write about. Any suggestions. I went to my Psychology class and got a 94 on my exam, so I still have an A! The best part is I don't have classes next week! So, hopefully I can get myself more used to my new schedule between now and the 16th.
Yay vw's PCP!!! Now listen to her advice and take it easy for a couple of days.
Much ~ma to Maidengurl and family.
{{{Betsy and Betsy's son}}}