Saturday, November 07, 2009

Bullet-ridden Saturday, or NaBloPoMo can bite me

• I'm not dead yet.

• High school is still kicking my ass. Naturally, I don't mean my high school; I mean my son's. A brief recap: in place of Plan A (he does his homework and gets good grades) we've moved from Plan B (he does his homework, gets help from his parents, and gets good grades) to Plan C (he does his homework, gets help from his parents and the free school tutors and gets good grades.) The good news is it seems to be working. The bad news is that Plan C involves getting him to school at about 7:00 a.m., which means the chaffeuse has to be up at before 6:00.

• I'm actually getting used to it. Proof? This morning I got up before 7:00.

• However, I'm relying even more than usual on enormous amounts of caffeine to get through the day.

• My son was also in two concerts last week: Freshman Boys Chorus and Freshman Orchestra. He sang a solo in Freshman Chorus. I was so proud that every button popped off my blouse. Metaphorically speaking.

• Literally speaking, every button only pops off my blouse when I'm at a funeral.

• This actually happened. More on this on one of those long, dull winter evenings. When I have time to blog. Which will apparently happen when my son graduates from high school.

• The most cruelly disappointing moment of the week occurred when we sat down to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer and realized that we'd forgotten to return the DVDs we'd finished the weekend before, which meant that we only had two episodes to watch.

• In related news, last night I went to bed at 10:00 p.m.

4 comments:

  1. Actually, I want to be you. Because of the Buffy episodes. I've watched them all.

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  3. My first child (now an MBA candidate at U of C Booth) lulled me into a false sense of security. Never had to even ask is your homework done.

    5 children later, I thank God if this crew just gets their homework completed and turned in, and I don't get any calls for bail money.

    What kind of a cruel joke is that?

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  4. Because of the Buffy episodes. I've watched them all.
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