Monday...err Tuesday

So, it was a Monday on a Tuesday today. I have grades due very soon, and guess what? I'm behind. As always. Kids were ok today. I had to have a conference with a parent and explain to her that her kid:
a) likes to walk around the room like Charlie Chaplin's The Tramp
b) likes to play the flute.....on his nose
c) sharpens pencils for 10 to 20 minutes
d) does not like to do any work
e) sent around a petition to have school close early due to weather
f) is actually funny as hell
g) almost forgot, likes to pull his pants up really high Erkel style

She just sat there stunned. I suggested some sort of after school activity that he could utilize all his talent and energy.

Had to teach about FDR today (btw Catherine, I have taught 6th grade Language Arts, but now its U.S. History) and it was cool to teach my little boy with cerebral palsy that we actually had a president with a disability and couldn't walk (well, FDR could walk a little).

I talked to Kaiti - I am not sure if she reads this blog. She spoke highly of her neo-romantics literature class, doesn't think she needs the practical reasoning class, and so far so good on everything else. She is still applying for transfers, but is okay with staying at RC since she knows she can double major without a problem. I don't care where she goes as long as she enjoys it. How is her scarf coming mom?

Oh, and on the International - the guy at school says Michael is kicked out of the International lovers club because no International lover would allow it to go to a junkyard knowing it would be crushed, and he was in touch with his buddies in VA Beach who are collectors. Oh well.

We may be taking a rain check on weekend after next as it is Super Bowl and Scott whined we'd have to watch the game on a little TV when we have the big screen right here. Any chance anyone wants to come here for Super Bowl?

I think Jane should tell us more about this strata of humanity known as truck drivers. Could be fascinating.

Our porch should be built very soon! And new front door and maybe a fence out of the deal since we switched to a different style.

Ok- bye for now.
Ellen