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Wednesday, September 03, 2003

"not much to report" -- right

Not much to report today.


You know, I always find that after I say that I think up five zillion things to say and it ends up being a really long entry.



hmm. nope. Not happening today. Really, there's not much. School went fine. (LT's writing prompt response: "The fair was fun. It is sad that the fair is over. My favorite is the 'wrestle' ride. My least favorite is the Tornado." explanation: the "wrestle" ride is actually the Indiana-Jones-decorated obstacle course sort of thing, so named by the kids because when they were on it once, three "big boys" were also on it, and they were wrestling each other, knocking into my kids, and really causing me to get in touch with my mama-bear side, if you know what I mean. grr. And the Tornado is a teenager ride which my kids would never even watch for long, let alone go on. Need I remind you that they are 3 and 7? Anyway, I promised no more posts about the fair, and besides, so far about 80% of this one is one long parenthetical statement, so I'll shut up about this now.). Other subjects also went well. LT loved his solar system quiz. It is amazing that I, being really pretty anal about spelling and grammar, can find his misspellings so adorable that I have a hard time correcting him on them. I mean, 'Plooto'? 'Joopitr' (can't duplicate the backward J)? Of course he does have to learn the correct spellings, and I have him write the missed ones over, but I make sure to keep his original papers intact so that when I look at them in five years I can sob because I'll never have a little boy who spells things so cutely again.



C did more pencil-control tracing and tried her first color-by-number. She had fun. She also totally blew away my plans for patterns and counting with Unifix cubes; I underestimated her abilities there. I'm going to have to step back and re-plan her math goals for the year, since she's pretty much met the ones I had for her, in the first two days. Not that she's excessively brilliant (although she is, aren't everyone's kids? ;-) ), just that I hadn't realized how much she already knew until we sat down and worked on it together.



In other topics...


I got the official Brush-Off from an old friend today. Last spring I started getting this desire to get in touch with some of my high school friends. It started because my class started planning its reunion. I did not want to go to that (posted about that in I think my first entry) but it did get me thinking about friends that I did want to find and get back in touch with. I ran into someone from my old crowd at the library, and we were both asking about the same person (whom we'd asked each other about every time we ran into each other for the last ten years or so) so I started with her. She has a really common name herself, but her half-brother doesn't, so I googled him, found him, emailed him, got my friend's phone number, and called her. Now, I hadn't had any relationship with this woman in ten years, almost no contact with her in that long, due to a lot of things, but we hit it off well, in spite of the differences between us (which had been what kept us from keeping the friendship going years ago, when we were less mature) and have been emailing back and forth, IMing, etc., and we're great friends again. We were glad about the way that turned out, and she and I were wondering about another of our close friends, so we googled her, and my friend emailed her. She emailed my friend back cheerfully, and expressed an interest in hearing from me, so I emailed her too, just before she went on vacation, as I found out later. She came back from vacation and emailed me to tell me she doesn't think a friendship between us would work, too much time has passed, we're too different, maybe if she had more time, etc etc etc. O-K. I'm really not bothered about it in any real way. It's not like this is a part of my life that's being taken away or ended; it never started and that's fine. I just got so glad about the success of one "reunion" that I thought another would go well too, and it didn't. Can't win 'em all.



OK, this is nuts, it's like a curse. Or a blessing. If I want to write a really long entry, all I have to do is start it with "not much to report today" and I'll go on and on filling several screens, unable to stop typing. sigh.

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