It's Tuesday, late Tuesday but given the day I've had this is as good as it's going to get. Not only have I had to accept the joy of living through teendom- a third time, but it seems I'm returning to high school. Apparently, my young Drama Queen in-training is determined to be Drama Queen Supreme and school hasn't even started. What happened? Let's start with meeting with her counselor to get her classes. She hates math but insists on taking geometry when she complained the entire last year about algebra. Her counselor and I suggested taking a refresher, if it's too easy, she can drop it and be enrolled in geometry. Then DQ insists on taking AP English. This is the same child who rolls her eyes when I suggest reading something for the sake of reading and to top everything off, she refuses to join student council after I told her she can't run for President when she hasn't even been involved, "You're a freshman." She complained ad infinitum about swimming (you know we can't get our hair wet), a two-week stint during the twelve week course. Despite all that, we left school without incident.
Four hours later, I get call from her dad complaining that his child is too bright to be in an algebra refresher. "She did very well." Yes, she finished fine, but she complained the whole time and we don't know if the course she took is as challenging as the courses in this district. I don't know if it's ego or if Daddy's girl was manipulating him or both. Can we try this for ten days? If she's sailing, she moves on. After assuring him that I will have the counselor call him, that he will be sent copies of every test, progress report and any diary entry of importance, he calmed down.
And my life? Well, not sure when I actually stop working. Seems they haven't figured that out. Today is my sweetie's birthday, and I couldn't find a diabetic mix to make him a cake. I'm on meds for my wicked sinus blues, and let's not talk about how sorely I need to get back to blogging regularly here, my personal space while maintaining a daily schedule at Color Online.
And Ms. Thang thinks she has drama? Seriously?!
For more confessions, check out January at Poet Mom.