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Twas the night before southby and all through the town
Not a car was stirring, no-one could get around.
Each person alone, and still on their phone
As the mayor said, tomorrow, work from home.
The presidents visit, he said, not his first
Will make tomorrows traffic much closer to worst.
Yeah, I think I can handle this.
When I pick G up from school, I always ask how her day was. For years, her answer has been “boring.” Recently, however, she’s accidentally messed up and replied “Great!” – especially when we’re bringing a friend home with her. Even more recently, she’s begun being completely honest, even asking for advice on how to deal with problems with friends. (My advice on that has ranged from “Take the high road”, to “I wouldn’t reward bad behavior with what they want”, to “That doesn’t sound like someone I’d bother being friends with anymore.”
I’m sure that sometimes my advice is followed, and sometimes ignored – I’m just glad that she is finding her own way, but still letting me into her life.
But even with all that, I still love when she comes downstairs to get help with math homework. Tonight was more awesome than usual – it was one page, front and back, about 10 problems in total. I help her work through them, but make her do all the thinking – I’m just here to guide and assist.
We get done in about 15 minutes. She flips the paper over, and says, “I thought that would take a lot longer.”
Daddy J for the win.
</drops mic>
Be glad you aren’t assembling Schrödinger’s box..
It’s been much, much too long since I’ve cleaned up my bookmarks “other” folder; A simple dump is all that I can bother with at this size.
I’m certain that what he meant was:
Donald Trump will be the wealthiest individual elected…
I would gladly say
Black Fridays matter.
except I’m sure that this year some jerk would say
All Fridays matter.
We whiled away a delightful and filling evening with Didi and Torsten, gorging ourselves on a delicious steak dinner and earlier munchies. Then, to top things off, G and her friend decided they wanted to bake some dessert while the menfolk sat on their asses and watched UT decimate Kansas.
Those of you who have watched “The IT Crowd” will understand that I’m telling you that what is on G’s face is chocolate.
And, as always, I remain convinced that the best sound in the world is my daughter’s laughter.
Take a drink every time Jim Spencer says any of these words:
Technically, I never could boycott chick-fil-a, because I never ate there.
Similarly, I cannot support Doritos rainbow Doritos, because I don’t eat them anyway.
It’s probably too much to simply acknowledge that most sushi joints already have a “rainbow roll”…
is helping G with homework. She came down for help with math early today, and we got that out of the way easily. She easily learned where the parenthesis belong with cross-products. Then, she wanted help with a short story. I gave her a few paragraphs and a funny ending.
She re-wrote everything, and returned with a heart-wrenching tale that will not leave my memory for a long time.
And what really gets me, is that that was her teacher wanted. All I did was to give a spark — which was discarded. She kept the theme (which I kept asking her to select out of 4 options) but went completely her own way.
I couldn’t be happier to be heart-broken. And just so you know, my ending was to have one girl shoot a retallitory spitball into her little brother’s mouth just as he was going to sleep, and to get a high-five from her mom who was walking by at the time. G managed to top that ending.
While Cy is rehearsing for SJB, I get to single-parent.
Tonight, I got to help not only with math, but with a book report as well. Her summer reading was a book we shared in her youth, and she needed some help identifying foreshadowing. In “Ender’s Game”.
I mean, come on. That’s TOO easy! She did everything except smack her forehead…
I like how things are coming together for “Stalking John Barrowman”…
Is it wrong that I now feel that I should start a landscaping removal service called “Sod Off?”
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