Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Another beautiful day in the neighborhood

I realize the blog is woefully neglected. I just so rarely get online and even more rarely remember anything to say. It was far more an outlet for the insanity of life when I was cooped up at home all day with young kids I was attempting to homeschool. Life is still chaos now, but the chaos leaves the home.

So, in happy news my annual skin test for TB was negative. Totally surprised me since it was 'almost' positive last year and I got to see 2 people with active TB this year (yea!).   In other happy news we haven't lost the cat, yet. Although when we were at the vaccine clinic for it, Kayla wanted to trade it in for a turtle. I let it outside and then she cried that it was going to get eaten. I tell you, I can't win with her.

I'll start with her,  I guess. The excitement of the month is that her class is putting on a play. An propaganda rich "environmental play" wherein she is the "moderately good witch" who was demoted from good to moderately good because she recycled the tin man. I'll post pictures, it's next week. She does well at everything except deal with any emotion or adversity.  And she started writing notes to her teacher on her math scrap paper about "needing a break" for a certain boy in her class. I saw this and asked Kayla about it, she said the teacher already talked to her about it and told her to just yell at said boy when he's bothering her.
Yeah. That's really going to work. You do know that she's bothered by the fact that he breathes the same air in the room as her? Giving her permission to yell at others who annoy us is kinda the exact opposite of what we teach here. But, hey, your classroom, your rules. When you change your mind I'll understand. She still won't be permitted to screech like a banshee at her siblings when she has problems with them at home.

Sonia.... well.... I'm getting home "incomplete AGAIN!!!" underlined about 3 times with places for me, her parent to sign. Apparently if it's not something she's interested in or feels it's due or doesn't start when everyone else does but rather the 5 min before it's due.. it's not getting done. Am I surprised? not at all. This is actually the first teacher who thinks she should have her school work done when the rest of the class has it done.  As far as I know the homework is getting done, but again, I'm not signing anything or checking anything. I'm only signing the incomplete school work packets. No, I don't get it. Not even going to pretend to.

She did get to go to the "daddy daughter" dance at church this month. Cowboy theme. I have a picture somewhere. Larry got that evening off. Sonia was quite excited and happy. Although apparently Larry plays redneck a bit too well, because in talking to one of the other dads, he gave the impression that he drove tractors for a living. They didn't have much in common. Aside from having a 4th or 5th grade daughter.

Joey is the steady one of the bunch. Still has his quirks. But does well in school and sports. Finished up soccer season with a 0 win season. But he never got discouraged and the coaches did try.. it was not a well divided up age group. We were by far the youngest and smallest team. Our one "big" kid was the average size of the other teams, and when the other team kicks at about your own kid's head level it's hard to watch. But he managed to escape with all his teeth and no closed head injuries - so big win there!  He's moved up to being the kid primarily responsible for the chickens and gets paid for it. He likes getting paid.

Jon/JM seems to be able to drive me batty in nanoseconds. But still my most attached kid.  This week I was down with the stomach bug that took out most of our family for a night and Larry told him to leave me alone. When I surfaced for a drink you'd think he hadn't seen me for a year.  It's kinda weird. I probably overthink about it. Does great at sports. The joke being he's going to go to college on a sports scholarship. He was the highest scoring kid on his soccer team despite missing 3(or 4?) games and spending the last one on defense. He is doing well academically in school. I was there this week to volunteer in his class and noticed that the class is now down 4 kids from last month. Still waiting to see how this year is going to play out or if I'm going to pull him to homeschool or put him in a charter. The whole common core stuff is a little unsettled at this grade. While the whole revisionist history stuff is going on at older grades, JM's teacher said they need to raise the standards they are teaching to match common core. So I'm hearing California standards are the standards for a state with a 40+% ESL population and when/if we transfer to another state we're going to have to go back to hoping for a football scholarship? Whatever. This whole teaching propaganda for a standardized test has grown old.  I've got no problems with propaganda if it's something I agree with.. in this case.. uh....... no.

Work.. blah. I'm just a cog in the wheel there. And a pretty uncooperative one at that. I resent that my entire day is micromanaged by a half dozen people or more who want percentages of things addressed/clicked/immunized and quotas of people seen... sigh.   I was told  I needed "more training" on the new Nextgen system and that I needed to schedule that but nothing further on how to do that. Last month. I didn't know I needed more training, since I *thought* I was more or less doing it right. Apparently more less than more. But it's not like I see it as a priority. When I took those "what are your talents" surveys that sent my bleeding heart into nursing no where on there did it have a talent for computer savvy categorizing every person into a click box and churning through 4/hour. As I tell them, when I went into nursing it was BECAUSE it was a field you didn't have to stare at a computer all day. I had no desire to be a numbers crunching accountant or actuarial clerk. This EHR stuff stinks. Thank you, Government.

Well, it appears that my masses of yearning to be free masses expect me to feed them dinner. Except for the one in bed with the stomach bug.

Speaking of.. are my kids the only ones that seem to need to come to the kitchen/dining/living rooms to announce they feel sick followed a split second later by demonstrating? I swear it's impossible to get them to understand 'if you are going to throw up, please do so IN THE TOILET!" not the floor, dining room table while others are eating, etc.... Sigh.. hopefully we're on the last day or 2 of this. If not, I'm going to need more rug cleaner. And probably a stronger stomach.