Good morning Dearies....
I've been sitting here on a blank page for 5 minutes trying to write this blog. It's not that I don't have thousands of ideas running through my head, that's not the problem. The problem is coughing. I've been sick with this damn cold for almost 2 weeks. To be honest I think my cold has wormed it's way into my lungs and became bronchitis. Great huh? (hack hack)
So the crotch fruit are off to church with the parental figures. That leave me and Chief home alone with the cats.
Today is my day to clean/cook. With the way I feel, between this cold and mother nature being a bitch, I'm not sure how much I'm going to get done. I HAVE to get some laundry done or the crotch fruit will be going to school naked. I doubt my fruit will have a problem with that, but the school might frown at it. (cough cough)
I had plans to, good plans to blog yesterday when I got off of work. Only problem was....I was just too damned tired to give a shit. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep and we were slammed pretty much the whole day at work.
The Boy went on his very first date Thursday! My baby boy is growing up. (sniff sniff) He's been talking to a new girl at work. I'll just call her Chatty. Holy fucking sheep shit that girl can talk! I like Chatty, she's very sweet and a pretty (almost) good girl. I refuse to judge the kid on her past. The Boy and Chatty went to Denny's and a movie. Chatty ordered the $4 dinner. The Boy was a little upset with her, but I see her point. (hack hack cough cough bad coughing fit here)
I was texting the boy from a meeting at school on Friday. I asked him how the movie was and the little shit sent back "What movie?" If he had been standing next to me he might have gotten knocked out. Remember when I said Chatty was almost a good girl? (hack hack) No they didn't do THAT. The Boy has my plague, so I told them if she came to work sick I'd know they hadn't behaved. So the shits decided to tease me. (hack hack ass flavored cough drop here) I'm glad the Boy found a girl he likes. He's so shy around most girls. It's a good thing Chatty asked him out. He would never have been able to do it on his own.
Midget has been having trouble at school for years. I hadn't realized how far she was behind until my meeting at the school. She's reading at 1st grade level. All her studies are low. This is something that the old school never told me and just ignored. These new teachers are really on top of everything. (hack hack) They are giving Midget another IQ test. She has about 20 tests coming up. They are upping her minutes in Special Ed. The old school had her in SE for 300 minutes a week. Roughly 1 hour a day. She's going to start going to SE 700 minutes a week. (cough cough)
One of the tests they are sending home for the family to fill out. That test is to see if she's on the Autism spectrum. I'm not sure how I feel about this one. I know it makes me want to cry. Another child diagnosed with Autism? It breaks my heart, but I'll be glad to find out for sure what is going on with my Midget.
Chief has my plague. Hack hack cough cough) Thankfully he's not hacking like I am. I hate being sick. It makes my bitchy but, I'd rather be the one sick then him. I don't get sick often, but when I do it's pretty bad. Let's all cross our fingers and hope this is the only time Madwoman gets sick this year. I can't afford to miss anymore work....