Monday, December 22, 2008

Textually Frustrated

I am textually frustrated. I can't help it. I am.

I am in a war with Rich right now to text. He has threatened...although I believe he has already done contact our cell phone provider and put a lock on all out-going and in-coming texts. He says it is ridiculous and there is no need for it, but I disagree. You see, everyday at 11:35am, my phone rings and I know it is him leaving me my daily message of what time to pick up Ryan from daycare and any other piece of news he needs me to know. Now, as I appreciate all of the information, they are often 2-3 minute voice mails and I'll be honest...I hang up after 30secs. I have kindly explained to him to get out all the good/important stuff in the first 30secs because after that I'm gone, I have checked out and I'm already looking for the button to delete. If he would just text me short little messages, all information will be viewed from my end and it will be taken care of. He is not convinced.

So, for all of you out there that have sent me texts, keep them coming. I enjoy the feisty conversations Rich and I have every month when the bill arrives and he comes unglued. Maybe then he will give in and pay the $9.95 a month for all of this nonsense to go away.

Happy Texting!

Monday, December 15, 2008


Well, today after school I discovered a letter sitting outside of Matthew's backpack that was given to him by one of his classmates--a girl. So I immediately opened it and looked inside at the picture. Now, anyone who knows Matthew knows that he has a fascination with volcanoes and he draws and writes about them all the time. So, glancing at the picture it looks like she tried to draw him a volcano because he of course would love it. Here is the picture.

I will let you all draw your own conclusions about what the picture looks like. Myself, (and yes, my mind does often go to the inappropriate place---not my fault, it's the way I am wired)I found some interesting things. Anyway, the office staff and other teachers all got a kick of of her drawing and I am sure our interpretation of the picture is not what she had in mind. We said it's like a Hidden Pictures page with a whole bunch of "I Spy" things. Also included is a picture of the envelope she put it in. It is too cute and look closely, they are holding hands. "I see a Matthew Marini"

Uh, I have a few "I see a.....", too.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Report Cards

If I had to choose one thing I hated about my job, it would be doing report cards. I hate filling them out (especially now that we have to do them on-line), writing comments, and I hate waiting for a note from a parent who had "no idea" their child was doing so poorly.

However, this is a first for me(us). Next Friday we will get Matthew's very first report card. I am so excited. I can't wait to read ALL of the comments, see how he did in benchmark testing, and overall how his year is going so far. I can't wait!

Now, I am not completely delusional. I understand five years from now, or even two years from now, I might not be sharing my enthusiasm so much. But I am going to enjoy the anticipation of his first report card, symbolizing that he is officially old enough to carry some responsibility of his own.