Well look here...a lot of time has gone by since my last post. almost 7 months. It has been truly hectic and utterly impossible to post to this forum even though I have thought about it tons of times through the intervening months. As my husband sleeps noisily in the bed next to me while I type, I update the family situation. When last we "left the family" they were actually fairly positive and we were all relating well. That lasted a few months until the day before my birthday in November. I got a call from my parents to tell me happy birthday. It was the first one that I could ever remember. I thanked them for calling and calling early even. That is when they told me "we knew the day was around in here somewhere". Ok, so much for the whole paternal love thing right? It is all good, they still called and I was pleased. Then they told me they were calling because they had checked my school website (from PA) to find out that I had the whole week off for Thanksgiving and that my husband and I should come up for the holiday. Wow! Another invitation....this was too good to be true.....and it was. See Mom and Dad live in the middle of basically now where and they have a septic tank. They finally have gotten city sewage and the company putting it in refused to go around the house with the pipes. Instead they jackhammered straight through the basement floor. Now the basement is a mess! Since I have a week off for Thanksgiving, I needed to come up and clean for them.
Now if you remember anything about my family I have a brother and sister in law about 2 miles from my parents...but NO they can't come down and clean that isn't their job. Nor is it my brother and sister in law that live about 2 hours away. It is my job living 12 hours away. How you may ask? Just lucky I guess. Well, I didn't go up for Thanksgiving so I guess it is waiting for me when I go up for Christmas.
School is about the same as always. The kids are good kids! They were taking their 9 weeks exams and one asked "If I fail I will be able to retake it...right?" I said that you can't retake a nine weeks exam and he just about fell apart and didn't understand why he couldn't retake his tests because he can retake all his other tests. I understand the concept of the reteach and retest. I agree with it ...it makes the kids relearn the concepts and then they should know them for the nine weeks exams and the CRCT. I have NO PROBLEM with this at all. It helps the students meet the goal of learning. Some need to hear it multiple times and in multiple ways and be assessed in different ways.... BUT when I hear this, it makes me wonder if we are doing a disservice to these kids because there aren't "do overs" in real life like this. In college you can't retake a test. In business, you can't redo a presentation to a client in marketing or even a jury in a trial.....but here I am suppose to reteach and retest as often as needed until the student passes the test. Makes you think......doesn't it.
Home is about the same. The husband makes me laugh even though he doesn't mean to. Most of the time it is when I try to get him involved in helping me cook. Thanksgiving Day it was just the two of us and I decided to cook a traditional meal. It all went well. The only thing I asked him to do was help clean up a bit. I was asking him to put some foil over plates of food and he tore off this BIG, HUGE piece of foil. I couldn't imagine what he needed that much foil for but I just stood back and watched. He took the plate, put it in the center of the foil and then folded the ends over top of the plate. Well, the bottom of the plate was covered but the food on the top wasn't. When he realized it was too small for what he needed, he balled it up and threw it in the trash and tried to pull off an even bigger piece of foil. I couldn't let him waste the foil....i just couldn't do it.....it is too expensive to keep trying and throwing away and trying and throwing away. I stopped him and shortened the foil to about 1/3 the size he was going to tear off. He kept insisting that was not going to work. I put the foil on top of the plate and folded it under He then looked at me and asked how he was suppose to know how to do that? It is hard to imagine that a 58 year old man was never taught to cover a plate with foil.
Oh well, live and learn as time goes by.
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