4th Blog-o-versary

Oh sweet sweet blog.... I wish to thank you for being here for oh so long. I cannot believe I have actually kept up with you for 4 years. I don't think I have done anything for 4 years.

I am so sorry I fell off the face of the Earth there for awhile, but I lost access to the internet both at home and at work and let me tell you.... the detox was very similar to that of heroin.... luckily I didn't have to start breaking into strangers houses to fill my fix. I did write emails and blog entries and just save them in the "out" box until the access was back up, just to get relief from the shaking.

I will be posting my backed up posts soon, but today I want to leave as a special day to mark this my 4 year blog-o-versary.

Post Hurricane Ike

Holy Pattooters Batman..... I cannot believe there is internet and power at my mother's but alas.... here it is... it has been a bit of a tease, power on and off over the past few days, but right now it is on, so the AC is low in anticipation of the power going out again. We are fine.... lots of down limbs and debris, but mostly ok... curfew about to start, so we need to get home before we get arrested on the way back to my house. Will post pics and more details soon!

Ike

I am not sure that we have enough granola bars and spagettios in the pantry for this bugger of a storm.

Wait for it....

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And yes.... I cried... and Mike got teary eyed..... such a big boy.

I am a stalker

I have officially become a stalker.

Two days ago, I stopped after school in hopes that I could meet the bus driver and find out why they won't stop at our house in the morning.

Yesterday, I am advised that there were issues, but, bus would show tomorrow.

Today - no bus.... at least I hope there was no bus, because if it was that asshole who zoomed pass our house and didn't even hover his foot over the break this morning, I don't want my kid on that bus.

So we wait - no show - of course - take kids to school.

Mommy - why are you stopping(parking) the car?
Because Mommy wants to wait for the bus to come here.

I walk Max to the front door, then I head around the corner to the bus drop off. I walk up to a very nice PE coach with an official looking clip board and pen and some sort of form with numbers that he checks off, that I can only assume would be the numbers of all the different routes that have come in that morning....

Excuse me.... has the ### shown up this morning???
Uhm, ... (consults clip board officially) no, ma'm - the ### has not shown up in the AM or PM ever.
I see... well, I am trying to do everything in my power to make show up.....

I get on the phone to the transportation department immediately.

Black hole.... blah blah blah blah, leave a message at the beep and I will return your call at me earliest convenience....

Yes, I would appreciate a call back at ***-***-****. The only time I have every spoken to anyone at your office is when someone accidentally picked up the phone. I am trying to get answers to resolve this issue. PLEASE CALL BACK!!

I am pretty sure there was even some stalker like heavy breathing in there because I was really pi$$ed and frustrated at this point.

.... next step.... we go to the transportation distribution center directly.....child, meet bus driver... bus driver, meet child... bus driver, please see key map as highlighted here..... "X" marks where child and parent will be at 7:10 awaiting your arrival - as we have been for a week!!!

Black holes do exist

I know they do.

They are at the transportation department of our local school district.

I have been leaving messages in what appears to be bottomless pits that lead to lack of responsibility and no ma'm that is not MY department.

I have finally sucked myself out of one of the black holes to receive an answer.

Well, ma'm - no students were there to be picked up so the route was suspended.

Uhm, no --- we were informed of the arrangement on Wednesday afternoon - we were on the curb Thursday morning... (I have the pictures to prove it!!)

Well, the bus will be there tomorrow.

So will we, I guess.

On Tuesday, Max in all his 5 year old wisdom said - Well, mommy, life just doesn't work out that way - school buses don't come all the way over here for just ONE kid.

Oh yes they do baby - and they will - Mommy will see to it!!