Tid Bits

Our distrust is very expensive. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Bri's mom calls last night at 5:30p. His dad bought us comedy tickets for last nights show to attend with them and some of their friends but forgot to call and tell us. OOPS! She was calling to see if we could make it or not. NOT, we had other things going on. Would have liked to have gone there instead for a few laughs.

On the way to dinner, good ole Pizza Street where kids (4-9) eat free in the month of September, Tyler tells me his getting older now so he should be able to use the word "sucks" because everyone at school says it! And Ty being older than 9 got the free buffet! We got to also do some heavy duty people watching - one of my favorite things to do. A lady refused to move her pizza butt away from the buffet until they brought out piping hot pizza.

Tyler and I attended our friend's husband's visitation. It was so sad as they most always are. I felt lucky enough to be the last in line so that we got to talk longer without anyone waiting on me. We hugged and shared tears together. She feels cheated as they were going to spend their retirement years together. They hadn't even retired yet. Her son had put a video together of him. It was heartbreaking as the video showed him mounting the mule he'd fall off minutes after from cardiac arrest. They were laughing and having a good time. Showing off his yellow "mule rider" coat. His smile is precious as it was contagious. Send a prayer if you may.

These were friends from my old church where I grew up. I recognize a lot of them but their "oldtimers" (as that's what I thought it was called years ago) must have set in as they asked who I was. They are still as crotchety as ever! I had asked if they've already been up to talk to our friend and she blurts out, "NO, I CANT STAND THAT LONG." (She walks with a cane) I offered to let her in front of me but she refuses. The person in front of me continues to talk. Crotchety motions with her cane, "MOVE UP SO They'll HURRY UP." I took a baby step forward, I am not about to rush someone giving condolences. She continues to get impatient and finally moves forward to kiss and hug her and hobbles out the room. (Good grief, I hope I'm not that way when I'm older like that. If you see me acting that way - take my cane and knock my butt on the floor!)

Remember death comes in 3s? So I am wondering if this counts for me... The third being my friend's boss's relative. (I think that's stretching it!)

Ty's got a math packet he's been working on and it's due Friday. He had to get a parents signature to sign it stressing the importance it cannot be done in one night. So it highlights these points and there is no big deal and I sign it. I see he's worked some problems out and has three left. After we get home he starts working on a title page on the computer, "Ty's Math Packet" - what' that got to do with it? He has to "show his work", which made me laugh as show his work doesn't mean making a cute title page. Enter Bri, home from his home owners bi-laws meeting. Bri reads the ENTIRE math packet instructions and sees that Ty has to make a cover page (what he was doing on the computer). Caca hits the fan because I signed it w/o reading ALL of the instructions. Ty's work is all wrong and needs to be done over!!! Ty's upset because as parents we had to let him know that school work comes first and he may not be able to attend football practice tomorrow night if it's not done. Ty retaliates with his emotions causing more feuding. I get tired of being the referee. After things calm down, we're out at the kitchen table doing Math till 11:15p at night. In the end - He needs a cover title sheet & 6 examples (a page each). On those pages he labels the example, rewrites the problem, works the problem showing his work, writes a complete sentence for his answer then a detailed sentence explaining how he was able to solve the problem.

As we went to bed, I was lectured about not signing my name to anything without reading it's entirety! Bri was glad it was my name and not his! Then as soon as I can see the back of my eyelids Bri asked if I would sign some papers for him! :)

OK, OK, OK lesson learned - you cannot trust a 6th grader with his homework I still have to go over every single detail whether I'm sick or not.

Which today is the worst day of my sinuses yet. Which stinks because tonight is the Piccadilly Auction! Which I will write about tomorrow.

Peace