Today was my first day back at work after almost a week sick with the flu. I NEVER get sick, so this is crazy! Not too bad for a first day back, thank God I started reading the 149 unread e-mails last night! I received one e-mail from someone who was blasting me for not calling someone who could inform everyone that I would be canceling a meeting I had scheduled. Dude - I called my manager when I couldn't even THINK of logging in to look at my calendar, isn't that enough? Other than that, things were OK. Being sick I'm still shameful when I'm bitching, especially with everything that is going on with my friend, Capacious.
Her little boy is sick. And anyone who is a Mom knows that there is nothing worse than watching your child in pain. I sent cookies. That was my way of helping my friend who is 3000 miles away from me. I know chocolate chip cookies always make ME feel better!
Speaking of cookies, it's Girl Scout Cookie Time! Yes, and my girls sold a whopping 200 boxes of cookies that we need to now walk around the neighborhood and deliver. Ugh. It's better than a few years ago when my daughter wanted to sell 500 boxes to do an overnight at Sea World. I e-mailed everyone I knew, and we sold those cookies! Of course, since many of my friends live on the East Coast, it cost me over $200 to ship them all. I found out that the stupid overnight only cost $80...what was I thinking?
We do a lot of crazy things when we're parents, don't we?
My 10-year-old, Jess, went to the mountains with her 5th grade class to Science Camp on Tuesday of last week. For those of you who may not know, she is my high-functioning autistic daughter, and she is my angel. I was very nervous about letting her go, especially since her paraeducator was not allowed to go. Her teacher convinced me to let her try, and given the result, I'm still not sad that I made the decision: it was an experience for her. But after we left her on Tuesday, I just had a bad feeling. On Wednesday, her teacher called and said that they had gone on a hike, it was snowing, and it was cold and she was miserable. She cried. She begged the teacher to take them back. Her friend Aubrey even lent her the jacket off of her back. She still lamented. She wanted to go home. Her teacher had to radio back and they sent a jeep out on the trail to pick her up. My poor, sweet, flower - she is not used to the elements! At least she is not descriminatory: she hates the the cold AND the heat! Her teacher called me and we had to go and pick her up. For the first time in over 15 years, I had to drive in snow...and I was NOT happy about it. But when I got there, and I saw my poor little girl, upset and embarassed, I just scooped her up and told her it would be OK and took her home. I wish that she had been successful, but I'm very proud of her that she was brave enough to try.
Today, the teacher put a picture of some of the kids at Science Camp and asked the kids to write an essay. Jess got very quiet and refused to do the work. Her paraeducator tried to get her to write, but to no avail. Finally, her teacher came over and told her that she didn't have to write about something that was fun, she was just supposed to write whatever she thought about when she saw that picture. She drew a picture of her teacher calling back to the camp and the jeep coming to "rescue" her and wrote about that. I hope this hasn't tainted her for any future camping opportunities!
This is my first try at blogging - hope it wasn't too boring for ya'll!
