Doodle Bug (minikin) wrote,
Doodle Bug

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Sometimes I just feel like screaming.

Tigger is currently failing French. Private school, bring on the help, right? Uh, no. We have no contract in hand for next year, because if he can't bring up his grades he won't be invited back. In my eyes, his French teacher is currently earning a Big Fat F. She teaches immersion style. In rapid fire French. No pauses to see if the students are comprehending, just forge ahead and have a great conversation with the kids who get it. We have this nifty online system where we can look up the homework assignments, with lots of bells and whistles for providing complete information, etc. etc. The French assignments are all written in French. Except the interim report, of course. So when she refers to an assignment that he hasn't finished? She calls it a name that makes sense in English, but DOES NOT TRANSLITERATE INTO THE FRENCH TITLE of the assignment.

Okay, so maybe if I'd lived in France, or maybe if I were Catholic, I'd know how a composition called "the Epiphany in France" in English is "Composition La Fete des Rois". Okay, dragging my brain through the dates, this was originally assigned on the 10th. 12th night is the Epiphany right? Okay, so the kings in question are the Magi. Got it. Grrrrrrrr.

She says in her report "I talked to him at the end of class and reminded him that I wanted it by Friday 25th." Um, he tells us he did the 7th grader version of smile&nod kid, smile&nod. He had no idea what she was talking about. When I finally found the assignment .doc, (on the 10th, although she only mentioned the 18th in her note), he recognized it, and said he couldn't find his notes about it. Turns out he's also got listening exercises, workbook exercises, and a verb sheet to study before tomorrow, so I send her a note asking for the class notes on the epiphany composition, telling her that he could finish it by Monday.

I also vented at Flar (he says for 1.5 hours, I say it was closer to an hour) about all of it, and he was the one who pointed out the annoyance of having the assignments in French -- how are we to help at all? (Mind you, I actually remember some of my highschool French; Flar's replaced all his French with Portuguese by now.)

Oh, and don't get me started on his Social Studies/English teacher. I suppose it comes from teaching both classes, but she wrote both reports as if they were for English. I *think* he's getting a B in SS right now, and a C in E. It could be the other way around.

And now I've got a batch of brownies and a breakfast casserole to bake before I go to bed.

On the brighter side, while Tigger was at Tutoring Club for 2 hours today, I got a bunch of receipts entered into Quicken and got half-way through balancing the checkbook. I'm planning to finish up tomorrow morning at 3rd Street, along with catching up on reading.

Critter is busily playing Mad Scientist. A friend of mine in Life Group had an Indigo iMac sitting in a closet, and offered it to me if I could find a use for it. Critter is spiffying it up for his friend Minnie. (I shall name her after her Halloween togs.) Last night he put Panther on it, in a clean install, wiping the hard-drive. Tonight, he found two 256MB memory cards of the right variety to replace its single 128MB card. They were in an old HP that has a blown power supply. When he came downstairs asking to put a mighty mouse on the kitchen computer, I directed him to an unused mouse in my rolltop desk. (Yes, I prefer NOT to have a right clicky mouse. Call me weird) Anyway, when he determined that the memory card would work in the iMac, he came down declaring "IT'S ALIVE" in that Mad Scientist sort of way.

Brighter news, Critter is a candidate for Presidential Scholar. It's an honor that his father received, so Flar is particularly jazzed. Now there's a complicated form, a press release, etc. etc. But, I won't be telling Harlan Sanders that I'm Aunt Jemima, cause he's dead now. (Old family story)

Girly stuff. My big toe decided its nail was too long last night, and tore it on something. Then I found out this morning that my nail appt was for hands AND FEET. yay! My toes are all nice and small again, and K paid special attention to the feisty cuticle on my big toe. I also got her to take my finger nails "all the way down." With pink and whites, it's not so obvious, but hey! I have fingertips again!! I'm going to see if I still have tips in three weeks, as that is how long I prefer to go between visits.

My phone is back to its tricks of freezing up, and I'm almost positive it's a flaw in the bluetooth protocol routines in its software. The little plastic cover over the infrared leds and, more importantly, that held the sound on/off switch in place is lost. So I can't turn all sounds off with one easy button any more. I did re-discover doing this with the side controls, but it only goes down to 1 out of 7, not to off. Anyway, add the two irritants together, and dangle the prospect of full synchronization (including pics and groups in address book) and I've decided to get an iPhone in September for my birthday.

Thus, wanting my fingertips back.

Okay, I'll calmed myself out of the need for a scream. Time to make the brownies.
Tags: finances, geeking, nails, phone, rant, school

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