Ya know what I hate? Sore throats. I hate sore throats. They make you feel all sick even if you have no other symptoms. G offered to take A tomorrow all day, and I don't want to waste all my freedom in bed. So, go away sore throat! You're not welcome here!
BTW, the talk went fine, to all 13 people there. Such an active Parent's Club and *so* worth my time (heavy sarcasm alert). The leader actually has a gavel and a copy of "Robert's Rules of Order" next to her. She scared me. But it went well, they listened (I think) and at the end a woman said that at her son's preschool the stuff I'd been talking about had been tried and the results were amazing - so that was a nice testimonial. I'm glad it's over, though. It made me start wondering if I'd go to A's Parent's Club meetings when he's in school. I think I would, if only because I hate to miss out on stuff.
There was an announcement in St. Martyr's bulletin: "We've noticed that some children are wearing the uniform walking shorts to school. Please note in the handbook that shorts are only allowed after March 29th!" Never mind that it's been in the 90's here for the last couple weeks. We need order here, people! You start breaking rules and it only leads to anarchy! Children will start thinking they can wear shorts on hot days without church approval! People start marrying their dogs! Our country was built by men who didn't wear shorts!
Friday, March 19, 2004
Sore Throats
Labels: Putting the PhD to Good Use
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