Now that school is back in, we're also busy with MORE homework and projects since he's in 3rd grade now. And the math is retarded, did I mention? Seriously. Makes my brain bleed. Why can't you just add the fucking numbers? Why do you have to add boxes, lines and dots? Because i can tell you right now, I if I walk into my bank with a deposit slip that has 4 boxes, 8 lines and 9 dots, they're just going to laugh my ass right out the door. "You need to write $489.00. I don't care what the school tells you!!". Why do we have to make them learn all this stupid stuff, just to tell them later to forget it?? I'm so glad I'm not a teacher, because my career would last 2 days. God bless them all. And I'm not a patient person at all. I accept it. If I have a math type problem to figure out, I'm going to go the shortest route... ask MrNV :)
And then there is baseball. I did write to my coach. A nice letter. Explaining that I felt that his original players were being a bit ignored for the new better shinier happier players. I did tell him that I don't expect Monkey to be at the best positions, but that I did at least expect equal play time. One inning wasn't going to cut it. So it worked out, he was played 2 and the other kids were also rotated. He never emailed back, or said anything to me directly. However, the Devil was toying with me that evening and made my car break down at practice. Bastard. And so I got to sit there in the dark and pretend I couldn't overhear him talking to the other coaches... he obviously took my email a bit personally. And how he and the others just think baseball was the GREATEST time of their childhood and developed them. And had they not played their childhood would not have been as great... really? Because I didn't play baseball and my childhood was pretty awesome. We actually got to take vacations instead, because my parents weren't slaves to practice/games. Could be why the divorce rate is higher these days, because there is less family time and more ADDED STRESS FROM SCHEDULES!!! OK, so yes, my parents did divorce. However, it was not from stress.. it was from mom sleeping around. Possibly a more strict schedule would have helped her ;) At any rate.... it's all cool. But I am still annoyed that this week, for example, I have practice tonight until dark, game tomorrow until dark, practice Wednesday until dark and a game Thursday. This isn't floating well with me, since he is in school. But I am just a woman, so what do I know.
Dad is having another analscopy today. I have no idea what that is called, but I call it an analscopy. He had one last month, and they called him back due to inconclusive results. So I hope that the news is good, because I will kick his ass if he gets sick. Well, more sick. Especially since I came up with an idea! I'm going to start a new feature on my blog called, "Ask My Dad" :) Remember that little old lady Jay Leno had on his show. Shocking mouth??!! She died last year I believe. Well, that's my dad.... but even worse. Seriously. But he's funny. And unless you're easily shocked, he's actually amusing. So I thought I'd present questions to him... anything... from anyone that wants to ask and I'll post a video response. If nothing else, I think it will amuse the hell out of me :) So that will be coming soon. I have to keep up with Dawg and all the cool ideas he has :) And they have the Jeopardy (game show) bus coming to KC soon, I really want to take dad and see if I can get him on the show! He blows my mind with the things he can remember. I wake up some days and still have to look up my sister's phone number!
Oh, and it turns out that my sleep-around neighbor was in Vegas while MrNV was there. She sent him an email with her itinerary. I guess at the practice I missed, she mentioned it. Now I trust MrNV, but it amuses me that she didn't mention it to me. At all. She wanted him to have her celly number, and so I entered it into his cell and saved it under 'fuck buddy' because it made me chuckle. I didn't tell him, and he was not amused when it rang in Vegas ;) AHAHHA. He was busy working though, so he didn't get to entertain her and her gaggle of ex-wives going through their mid-life crisis. And yes, the day she returned from Vegas I noticed her roofer boyfriend's truck in her driveway. No time wasted :) Don't ask me about his wife and 4 kids because I'll get on my soap box. OH, or where they met! SERIOUSLY!
And I asked Chal this question today, but she mocked me. I watch 'The Dog Whisperer' sometimes. And that guy goes on and on about how he can help any dog. I really think he should have done a TV special and helped the pitbulls put to sleep from Vick's ranch. I am being silly, cuz I think he would have been eaten. However, maybe he could have helped them? And there are plenty of people out there that do love the breed that would have adopted them. Can he really say that he can help any dog? Were they beyond help? I don't know. I chuckle when I watch him walking these dogs, tapping their rib cage with his foot when they start to act up. I think had he tried this with a fighting dog, they would have removed his foot.. then his arm :) Oh well. I'm sad they had to be put to sleep. I wish they could have been helped. Chal felt it would have been a pay-per-view event... because she's sick and wanted to see him mauled :) I hope a dog bites her in the ass. Or, her vicious killer cat does! But, my point is that if he could have helped them and documented it on TV, then it would have helped those of us that feel they're beyond help understand that maybe they're not?
Oh well. Thanks to the peeps that checked on me. Very sweet. I'm OK. Not on any fabulous vacation. Oh, but I have been coming up with fun things for my Oscars contest this year. So y'all better start studying!! I think it's in February or something. **Photos of my neighbors keeping an EYE on me.. I do so love Halloween candy**
XOXO
