K-Bug is getting too darn grown.
She got her schedule on Friday for her Junior year. She had wanted to take Spanish 4. Unfortunately the only teacher for that class is someone she has had before and we complained about (she is an awful teacher and had a thing for field trips to Starbucks).
Today she went to the conselor's office to see if they would switch classes for her even though the official process is for her to wait two weeks. She got lucky and was able to change things around. There were only two other classes that had openings - Dance and Child Care (it has a more offical name, but basically it is working in the on-site day care). She chose the Child Care class.
I'm so not ready for her to be a Junior and taking care of stuff like this on her own.
OTOH, I'm trying hard not to think about where C is and what she is doing for school this year.
I understand, Suzi, but it's good.
I see a lot of kids who CAN'T do that kind of stuff on their own, and the converse: kids who have had to take on too much adult resposibility too fast. It's nice to see kids doing it at a sensible pace.
Hey, I just heard that Emily's got an interview at a middle school in the City. She could use some concentrated interview-ma so she can succeed at educational buzzword bingo and get the job that she deserves.
YAY Emily. I hope it goes well.
~ma for Emily.
I'm ready to kick my neighbor's ass. We are having repiping done for the entire building. GF and I will be away in early Sept., so we arranged to be first in the queue. We talked to the association manager and the repiping company multiple times and had it all squared away. They show up this morning and are redirected by our wonderful neighbor Peter. Why? I suspect because once again he wanted to stick his beak in where it wasn't needed or wanted. GF took today off to be home for this. SO PISSED!!!!
Interview ~ma to Emily. I hope this works out for you!
coffee shop people made me go to the doctor. I was correct, I am not broken
-ma for Emily!!
I don't know whether to be happy or sad that I can't hate Heather H. over at Salon anymore. the tv critic? you know.
But she gets the McNulty thing, so we at least have to coexist.
