I hate my email. I have been refusing to open it for several weeks now. It takes too gosh-darn long to load, and to go from page to page. It used to be just fine, until my internet provider decreed that everybody had to use this new system. Now I despise it. I hope there's nothing important in there. Last time, I missed my three-month billing statement by about three weeks. They didn't shut me down. Better late than never, I suppose. I also suppose that I could go with another provider, or get high-speed instead of this tin-can-and-twine dial-up. But that would mean CHANGE. And we old midwestern typical white people cling to what we know.
Twenty days of school left. Four more duty days, and one more lunch duty week. We're on the downhill slide to the playground of summer. I have set several goals for myself, which include cleaning the Mansion from top to bottom, getting up before 8:30, feeding the kids three times a day, lifeguarding at Poolio, walking around the Mansion grounds daily, not watching two hours of ER every day, and getting a good working plan for next year's lessons organized. We'll see what develops. My summer plans are sometimes like so many New Year's resolutions. Oh, and I want to ride the old people's bus to the casino a couple times a month.
This week, we have The Pony's field trip to an underground mine (um...aren't they ALL underground?), The Pony's Field Day, and a clandestine dinner engagement with my old Lower Basementia buddy. We have to go in secret to ditch our big-eared offspring. Some end-of-the-year gossip is not for the small fry.
Next week is a field trip for #1 son's Beta Club, and his Top 10 Percent Academic Banquet. They happen to fall on the same day. Nothing will do but that BOTH HH and I attend. I thought one would suffice. Tickets are $8 apiece. That's a lot of gambling money! He did blow off the Athletic Banquet, where he would have gotten something for Academic Team. I didn't shed any tears over that one.
I have turned in my requisitions for next year. Whether I actually get what I've asked for remains to be seen. My inventory is done and ready for check-out day. I need to gather up my A+ core competency data, and mark my calendar for Freshman Orientation night. After that, there's not much left to do except collect the textbooks and find somewhere to store them.
The school year is almost over, you know.
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I'm going to KS on Wed for the month. I'll be stuck w/ the tin-can-and-twine deal, too- unless I can figure out a way to get a one month adsl trial out at my parents' house. (or do I have to say 'folks' once I'm back in the midwest?)
(ps. I am a person, but I can only read about half of the word verification things. I keep trying - but it is always some alien code!)
You didn't get hit by that Tornado I seen in the news today did you? Hopefully you are a few towns or states away from that sector?
UnGal,
I'm not sure about the 'folks'. Kansas has its own set of rules, like 'pop' instead of the normal 'soda'.
Those word things annoy the snot out of me.
Cazzie,
Thanks for your concern. I am fit as a fiddle. We are west of there, with one long state in between us. It's about the same latitude, though. We're always on the lookout for those pesky tornadoes this time of year. I'm glad I have my basement lair to hide out in.
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