October 3rd, 2003

bundled up, walkabout, snow

Catching Up


What I Did on My Birthday Vacation, and after...

I described my birthday, but not the rest of the weekend.

Friday, after a nifty breakfast made by for us by Wolf, Sydb took Roo and skeedaddled, to give Wolf and I alone time. Which we used well, I should think. :) We had talked about meeting Sydb somewhere, but it worked out better for her to return, feed and nap Roo, and we had lunch at home ourselves.

Then we set out for some birthday shopping and then the exciting Locks of Love haircut, as mentioned by Sydb. We spent some time taking long-hair pictures on Thursday night, but I don't have any good pictures of my new hair, yet. Sydb posted on the ones that was taken on Friday night, of which I don't have any copies. (My fault - there was opportunity to copy the memory cards and I copied one, but not the other.)

After haircuts, we had dinner at Panero Bread Co and went home kind of exhausted from a late night the night before.

Saturday, there was laying about at home, Lebif and Lady_A's wedding, Sydb's father's birthday party, and a late night at home that included Scrabble and Amethyst-powered backrubs. (Well, I did turn 42, so Scrabble seemed inescapable.)

One of my birthday presents was a game called Abalone, which Wolf taught me on either Saturday or Sunday morning. I think Saturday.

Sunday, we stayed in all day. Hurrah! (Unless you count Wolf going out on one (two?) errand(s?).)

At one point on Sunday, we played the game I gave Wolf for our Kissiversary (the week before): Zendo. It was a puzzle game, and one that went well with Sydb making cards and me working with beads. I officially covet Sydb's removable tape (cheaply acquired when I get around to it) and Wolf's dice tray, which I used for beading, and which will be more difficult to reproduce. I'm thinking cigar box and felt, but I need to find a really NICE cigar box. :)

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Wolf took care of Roo by himself a bit on Sunday so that Sydb and I could have alone time, and that was nice. We are quite the sheep, though, I tell you.

I had to go home on Monday, and there was actually work on Monday night. I did *some* of the dishes-catching-up on Monday.

Tuesday I bowled, ran some errands, and had this kind of reactive sludgey thing happen to my activity level between school pickup and time for bath/phone call.

Wednesday, I got out of the house in the morning to get my driver's license renewed, then Knight took me to see The Rundown. Fun movie, but I'm glad I picked Secondhand Lions for my birthday.

Work called in sick, and I spent Wednesday night catching up. I ran all the clothing loads of laundry, and the towels - there are still sheets and blankets to run. I cleaned the kitchen: microwave, counters, stovetop, the rest of the dishes.

Yesterday, I worked on Rookettes records, before and after bowling (I'm now caught up/ahead) and TLS Chess Club stuff. I sent out the email about today's first meeting after doing some address book maintenance to the TLSChess account. Then I went to work, and used up all the piddling amount of work they gave me, even with a 3 hour dinner break to go to a meeting at school.

And I just fielded a call from Opman, who says to call next Wednesday to see if there will be work on Thursday, as he doesn't expect any before then.

Last night's meeting will take some journalling of its own account.
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TLS First Parent-Board meeting ever

Is it any coincidence that the TLS board would decide to hold a parent-board meeting for the first time ever, after announcing that

There will be no Ninth Grade Class next year.

They made the decision without warning the parents that the topic was being discussed by the board. They made the decision in the September board meeting, and sent out a letter on September 26 to inform the parents.

Flar and I found out about this by receiving a voicemail message with a tone that assumed we already knew (I open mail once a week, we get mail from the school, usually about inane stuff irrelevant to either of our kids, at the rate of one or two pieces of mail a day.), and telling us about the parent-board meeting. Such meeting was not on any schedule or calendar previously published by the school, and was obviously arranged at the last minute.

It was one of those affairs where the PtB will "address parent concerns." Which means give us lots of time to ask lots and lots of questions, then not actually answer any of the questions, but tell us lots and lots of other stuff, that occasionally uses some of the words in the questions.

I am still very angry about all of this.

Critter was looking forward to going to Ninth Grade at TLS. There is generally only one class of kids left at the grade, and they get a level of education that is irreproducible anywhere else. None of the local private high schools comes close to the student/faculty ratio that TLS had for its ninth grade, and HEY, none of those teachers are full-time ninth grade, so it's actually costing the school lost tuition base next year to support the same level of staffing!

They talked about the eighth grade being hard on kids who choose to go to highschool starting at 9th grade, and not having any separation rituals like graduation and the rest. They didn't give ANY coherent information on plans to give THIS year's eighth graders any of these rituals. Any plans to make THIS year's eighth graders feel special. They aren't the top grade in the school. And there was no information given, other than that there will be a graduation ceremony. Oh joy. What about the rest of the top-of-school perks that 9 graders have always gotten? No word, no response, please, come join the graduation planning committee.

Oh, did I mention that Critter is in eighth grade this year?

Did I mention that his grade saw a record four* staff changes in the fifth grade, and they're starting out this year with one staff replacement to last until Late November? (* Math, Science, History and one of the non-core classes)

I'm still very angry, and the kind that I keep hearing happens to Sydb or Canuckgirl (causing tears), which usually doesn't happen to me. I get my tears, yes, but usually not from anger.


I hate the feeling of helpless that comes from removal of choice.

Really going to stop now.

I need to think about just about ANYTHING else.
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