Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy Anniversaries to Fred Pete & Hubs; and amych and stealth!hub
Reason #824 why I could never be a teacher: I would never assign any work, just so I wouldn't have to grade it.
I realized that thanks to Ben's assignments, this year. Fourth grade is a lot of hard work. I am amazed (in a good wow-she-taught-them-a-lot! sort of way) at all the work these kids did, this year. A lot of parents complained, but I think they might be the parents who do the work for their kids. At the beginning of the year, when Ben was having all sorts of medical tests, I was one of those parents. When I finally learned to let go, let him do everything on his own, and only checked his work, rather than hovering over him, and/or doing some of it (project related stuff), I didn't mind it at all, provided I was an actual parent about it, and made sure he got his work done before going out to play, or whatever. It was only on those days I was playing indulgent-auntie that I minded how much work he had. And I bless the teacher, because she hasn't given a drop of homework this week.
I would never assign any work, just so I wouldn't have to grade it.
The lecturer of the class assigned the work, not me.
(It rapidly seems like my task for the day is to find a whine about anything that anybody tells me. I really don't like myself when I'm like that, and there you go, I've already found a whine about the former sentence, told by my own self.)
[Edit: 3+2+3=8, but the digits don't work that nice when I try the 2³=8 because of the extra 3, and now I'm even whining about post #s.]
amych and stealth!hub
What are you talking about? We knew it was coming at least several days in advance!
I was like that the other day, Nilly. I don't like myself when I'm like that, either, and I'm not sure what brings it out, except fatigue and hunger (but sometimes, it happens when I'm neither tired nor hungry, so...).
Happy Anniversary, amych and DH!
And thank you for all the wishes.
I don't like myself when I'm like that, either
I guess it's so much harder when you have kids around, too.
sometimes, it happens when I'm neither tired nor hungry, so...
Sometimes, the amount of whines collected from all the very-little whines that are accumulated from all the everyday stuff that can whine a person - well, it just reaches critical mass, and is has to whine its way out. There's nothing specific that may cause it, because it's all a collection of tiny things, and yet, there you go. And then, you can't even have a specific out-loud whine to express, because it's nothing in particular, which makes everything even whiney-er, in a way.
Hmm, OK. I need something fun to think about. In honor of the Israeli summer vacation for high-schoolers that started yesterday, could you tell me about your summer vacations as kid? Or of your kids?
When I finish whining grading, I'll write about my owns, too (well, not kids, because I still don't have any, but that's a different whine altogether).
What are you talking about? We knew it was coming at least several days in advance!
Hee. Well, he used to be "S" anyhow. Now "S" just has a definition. Stop trying to define your own life and marriage. The Buffistas are already on the case.
A lot of parents complained, but I think they might be the parents who do the work for their kids.
I fight with a friend of mine all the time about this. He does his kids' homework. He believes that the teachers assign questions that are too hard for the kids to force kid-parent interaction.
My summer vacations as a kid consisted of swimming, or at least playing in the pool (diving for pennies, playing volleyball, splashing around on rafts) and getting tan. And parties. I realized the other day that it's possibly a little strange that I would organize and host backyard parties (for July 4th, or no reason at all) as a pre-teen and teen and invite all sorts of people including adults - and they would come!
The best thing about summer as a kid was how long the days lasted. I loved summer evenings and stayed outside as long as possible. Of course, since I didn't grow up with air conditioning, outside was nicer than inside.
I am a very bad dog parent.
Took the girl out last night, and we ran into one of my neighbors, so I was looking at him and not really looking at the dog and there was a bike chained up to a parking meter and the helmet was attached down near the pedals and by the time I noticed what was there I'm almost sure she peed on it.
Mind you, in this neighborhood, chances are she was far from the first, but yeouch. So, um, sorry guy. Really, really sorry.
Happy Anniversaries Fred & Hubs and amych & mr. amych!!!
I am glad I did not have my bike chained up in Brenda's neighborhood!
