Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Day Two Alone

I've almost made it through day #2 parenting alone. YEAH!

Of course had a couple of somewhat big things happen...

I lost Kayla today for about an hour and a half as she got a ride from a guy she didn't know all that well from school home, then went to the bank to cash her paycheck - without telling me where she was. For almost and hour and a half I called every friend I could think of trying to find her. Scary shit, let me tell ya. I was worried SICK.

Then tonight getting the kids ready for bed... I had to yell at Kayte and Justin pretty bad. They had just done two loads of clothes that took 2 days to do, which with our new dryer setup is completely not necessary! (Mind you, that means it cuts into someone else's laundry day) After their two loads... I go up to their bedroom tonight and see that they had a closet FULL of dirty clothes. THREE loads easily... three full hampers plus clothes all over the floor. Drives me N-U-T-S.

Kayte explains that one of the hampers is the clean clothes she did yesterday and that she just had no time to do them. Kayte really should be an attorney. I explained to her that she got out of school EARLY today, she got home, had TONS of time to play around on Myspace, and went to the park to boy-watch for 3 hours.... HOW did she have "no time" to take 5 minutes to fold this load of clothes? It's a load of you-know-what is what it is!!

Sigh............ other than that -- yelling at Kayla telling her to 'go to bed!' at 10:05 as I type to -- everything is going okay.

Jonathan is having a GREAT time in high school. He's in chorus and his teacher is a great woman named Debbie Connelly. Debbie is a two time lead quartet champion in Sweet Adeline's. She's also a member of an octet I belonged to and a friend. She's simply AMAZING. Christian. AWESOME singer. Great mom. And now I am not surprised to find out, awesome teacher. Jonathan has her for Chorus at Gaither.

There is Chorus I for beginners, Chorus II for intermediate kids who 'graduated' from Chorus I. And then there is Chorus III for those who have passed both Chorus I and Chorus II. Most of the kids in Chorus III are Juniors and Seniors. And then, there's Jonathan! Yep, she put him right in this class, and he is SOOOOO HAPPY. His Asperger syndrome usually means he doesn't interact with kids all that well, but in music - he excels. So... he's in chorus yesterday, first day of school, and one of the girls in his class recognizes him from his little quartet. She asks him if he could get his quartet to come sing at her birthday party later this year. He was SO happy! Then today, Ms. Connelly was telling the class about the Hillsborough County Music Festival. This is an all-day workshop hosted by the Barbershop Harmony Society and Sweet Adeline's. They take high-school kids from all over the county on a one day workshop and teach them all barbershop. It's COOL. Jonathan has been to it many times as a performer in his barbershop quartet (as have Chris and myself actually). So, Ms. Connelly is asking the class about who wants to go to the festival.... and she says "Jonathan, you've actually performed there, haven't you?". Jonathan beams with pride and nods 'yes'. Ms. Connelly says "Jonathan, you sure have gotten tall in the past year since I've seen you last!" And a girl sitting behind Jonathan says "And he's gotten much cuter!" I can only imagine how Jonathan must have felt! How cool for him... he was totally in his element there! They are having tryouts for a barbershop quartet at his high school.... keep him in your prayers there as I know this is something he wants to do badly. I'll keep you updated as I learn more.

What else???

We had a squirrel break-in today. Kayla's bedroom is on one corner upstairs overlooking the pool on the second floor... our bedroom is on the other corner of the house upstairs overlooking the pool. Kayla had a squirrel eat through the mesh overhang and ate THROUGH her bedroom ceiling last week. Hmm... I didn't blog about that, did I? Chris fixes SO MUCH around here I'm telling ya. Well, Chris (who as I've explained in prior blogs is HORRIBLY afraid of squirrels) got up on the roof and patched the mesh with a nice hard plastic guard. He only did about a foot or two... surely the squirrel wouldn't go further than that, right?

He didn't... he went to the OTHER corner of the house and this evening I could hear him above my bed in the bedroom chewing and digging into the ceiling. EWWWWW.

I'm all alone.

Just me and the kids.

And there is a squirrel eating his way into my bedroom. OVER my bed.

Oh

My

Goodness!!!!!!

Yeah.... kinda freaky, right????????? Right.

Moving on............. I was reading in the paper today and horrible statistic that I just can't imagine. In India - SIXTY-TWO percent of women feel it is sometimes acceptable to be beaten by their husbands. SIXTY-TWO percent???!!! Then the newspaper article took it down beyond that saying what the women felt defined acceptable -- ONE in FIVE women believe that husbands are ENTITLED to hit them for cooking a lousy dinner.

WHAT?????????????

Entitled? I mean... I saved the macaroni and cheese to have on a night when Chris wasn't here to complain about it... but entitled to beat me because he didn't like dinner? Entitled? REALLY???

I'm so happy that I live here. Really I am. Although I also wonder if I had been born in India or someplace like that... would I be one of the women who tolerate... or one of the women who insisted on changes. I'm certain I'd be the latter.

Funny... as I think about it... I'm certain that - no matter where I was born or where I live in my life -- I WILL make a difference somehow. Huh. Funny to think about that and actually say it. Because... normally I don't think what I'm doing here is all that commendable. But I do, without question, know it's making a difference.

Speaking of making a difference.

Julie is getting out of the hospital tomorrow. She doesn't yet know that I'm mad at her.... that I'm totally not buying the "oh woe is me, I'm going to try to kill myself AGAIN this week" schmuck she's been spewing. Nope, not me. Not again. But anyways.... she'll be over tomorrow night for dinner. The good news is that she is usually really 'good' after getting out of the hospital -- so she should behave really well for the kids.

I should run.... I'm thinking about going into the pool. It's late. It's dark. The kids are in bed. I have a $9. bottle of wine and a float in the pool calling my name. Should I answer????

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

1 comment:

kuffir said...

was passing by and stopped to read. can't help but admire your largeheartedness - wish you luck with the kids.