Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Valentines Day went well. I got a steak and flowers and cards. The kids got balloons and a huge floppy puppy. Paul may be 12 but he still loves stuffed animals. It's his well kept secret (well, ok, maybe not NOW) that he still sleeps with stuffed animals. I think it is the most adorable thing ever. Me, I'm not complaining. I love a good steak on the grill.
We rented a few movies, but neither of which were worth talking about. Le Divorce was a dissapointment.
At work, we've been dealing with a serious computer problem. Thankfully not my computer. Unfortunately it looks like we're going to have to do some major work to fix it. Possibly re-format the hard drive, if adding new ram doesn't fix the problem.
This day began horribly. Paul showed me his mid-term progress report. This one is no better than previous ones. I got upset with him. Not only for continuing to not live up to his potential, but for not showing me the darn thing until this morning. This is not the first time that has happened. I believe he shows it to me the last minute before time to go, in hope that I will just sign it and send it on and not look at his grades and just take his excuses as to why they are not where they should be. I know he can do better. This evening I have to take his Yu-gi-oh cards away again. And to think, Doug was ready to let him have his Playstartion back this past weekend. I just don't know. Then I almost cried on the way to work on account of I felt bad for yelling at him this morning.
I'm going to get my hair cut today at lunch time. Doug told me I better not come home with a "January chop-off." He's referring to the girl next door who just got her hair cut super-short. I think it's cute on her. But I don't think I will be getting mine cut that short anytime soon, if ever. I like my hair a bit longer. I will just have about 2 inches cut off. I want to get all this hair color cut off, so I can see for once what my real haircolor is before it turns gray. At the rate I'm going, (worrying) that is not going to be too long from now...
Bulletin day. I hate bulletin day. I have to get them done before 11:30 today because my hair appointment is at 12.
Goals for February. Ok, what the heck are goals anyway? I have become a bum. I do have a story ready to send to FMAM and Space and Time. I am thinking of something to send to happy and sent off for sample issues of 3 magazines. Pretty good for a BUM (like me)!
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We rented a few movies, but neither of which were worth talking about. Le Divorce was a dissapointment.
At work, we've been dealing with a serious computer problem. Thankfully not my computer. Unfortunately it looks like we're going to have to do some major work to fix it. Possibly re-format the hard drive, if adding new ram doesn't fix the problem.
This day began horribly. Paul showed me his mid-term progress report. This one is no better than previous ones. I got upset with him. Not only for continuing to not live up to his potential, but for not showing me the darn thing until this morning. This is not the first time that has happened. I believe he shows it to me the last minute before time to go, in hope that I will just sign it and send it on and not look at his grades and just take his excuses as to why they are not where they should be. I know he can do better. This evening I have to take his Yu-gi-oh cards away again. And to think, Doug was ready to let him have his Playstartion back this past weekend. I just don't know. Then I almost cried on the way to work on account of I felt bad for yelling at him this morning.
I'm going to get my hair cut today at lunch time. Doug told me I better not come home with a "January chop-off." He's referring to the girl next door who just got her hair cut super-short. I think it's cute on her. But I don't think I will be getting mine cut that short anytime soon, if ever. I like my hair a bit longer. I will just have about 2 inches cut off. I want to get all this hair color cut off, so I can see for once what my real haircolor is before it turns gray. At the rate I'm going, (worrying) that is not going to be too long from now...
Bulletin day. I hate bulletin day. I have to get them done before 11:30 today because my hair appointment is at 12.
Goals for February. Ok, what the heck are goals anyway? I have become a bum. I do have a story ready to send to FMAM and Space and Time. I am thinking of something to send to happy and sent off for sample issues of 3 magazines. Pretty good for a BUM (like me)!
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