Aware of every footstep of it.
[
It dragged on on and the whole rest of the day dragged, too. Back at school that afternoon, reading groups dragged on. I have to change my mantra from the ever whining, "I wanna go hoooooome!" Final field trip facts? My feet hurt, my face hurt from sunburn (yes, I wore a hat, and used sunscreen and, but I didn't re-apply!) My nose twitched from allergy plant life. (is pollen a plant?) My self was tired from learning about such a variety of animal and plant life I could not believe! (I loved it, but don't tell anyone, especially the baby bird skull in the owl pellet.)
Emotional disabilities drive me crazy so why am I working in this job?! "Mrs. H, I'm gonna get a puppy. Big smile. I'm going to name it _____ ! (pick a cute dog name) Been sayin' it since August, but whatever. "Hey Mrs. H, my dad has 20 race cars and he's won about 200 races, even the Indy 500!! " This was in response to said child's question: Who is your favorite race car driver.
Mario Andretti.
Teeth. Give me a great big BREAK! First a root canal, then too much decay for a crown, then oral surgery, then stuff on the fake fake fake bridge (three fakes), then after weeks of healing go in for an impression for the fake tooth makers who must make a FORTUNE to make a fake bridge! Then back to yank off the fake crown (OW, I hate those little metal shocks like when you chew on tin foil!) Then the bridge is too low.(Dr. could pull cellophane right through my clenched teeth! How can an omnivore rip meat with that?! I probably chomped down for the impressions but forgot to do the weird little chomp-slide thingie I usually do when I really eat. Probably the stupid grinding at night has done it) Then yank out the bridge makers' lousy bridge (shock, OW!) Then shove the fake fake bridge back into the empty place in my head. (ow) Then come back in 2 weeks to finish up the bridge to nowhere. Then schedule the gum surgery....and the night bite guard fitting...then, it'll be time for another teeth cleaning and they'll probably find another tooth that's shot.
Dog pills are ridiculously expensive and yet the dog still is crazy and the other one is still leaking yeasty slobber and oozing from the ubiquitous bumps. Disgusting!
Money. Hate all of its ramifications!
Traveling. We never do anymore. Where's that promise to get back to Italy and France before our backs went out? Well at least it should've been before T jumped off of a big engine and injured his plantar fascia which takes years to heal if you don't get off it and you know darn well he won't so he's taking dramatic amounts of Tylenol and Alleve off an on (Thanks to my friend April's experience with sore feet, I knew to shove his head into the internet to figure it out because you KNOW he wouldn't go see a doctor!!)
Back to school: But not to back-to-school night which happened back in September. Parents blame teachers and teachers blame parents...but the parents usually win, cuz they might sue and they'll probably win, costing the school district thousands and thousands of dollars, so schools must placate parents. Thus teachers must assign teachers' aides to yard duty to watch that one single child at recess and lunchtime, which is cutting into that aide's break time. So the aide talks to the principal and suddenly questions about the aide's actual contractual hours come up and everyone realizes they don't really know if the 5 hours she's supposed to work each day include a paid lunch or not, in fact neither one even knows what the correct working hours are at all, i.e. 8:00-2:00 or 8:30-2:00 or 8:30-1:00 or what!!!??? And now the aide is worrying if her teacher could get in trouble even if it was all the aide's own fault for trying to jimmy the hours so she could get out early on early Wednesdays and early on Fridays so she could get the heck out of there!!!!!
Anyway...
Sincerely,
your friend, (who loooooooooooooooves parenthesis' and capital letters!)
The whining horseback rider. (notice, there are NO complaints there!)
p.s. Back to Shollenberger Park for one second. Who the heck okayed the asphalt plant to go across the road?! The backers would like to recycle asphalt and reuse it, which is admirable, but even though there are many promises that the asphalt fumes will be sealed in the super sealed airtight warehouses, oh, c'mon, who's falling for that. The minions have mobilized and I discovered tons of websites when I googled "Save Shollenberger". The major sticking point is that while the owners point out that it's a good 3/4 miles from the river, SWANS and EAGLES DO NOT MEASURE THEIR MOVEMENTS IN MILES!!!!
p.p.s. we saw turtles, a hummingbird, tree swallows snacking on minute airy bugs and mud nest swallows getting mud, turkey vultures, ruddy ducks, blue necked teal ducks, coots, Canada geese, red winged black birds lording (and squealing) over their cattails as well as the plain little brown mamas sneaking around below making nests, song sparrows, a good egg, pickleweed, black ringed stilts, avocets, least sandpipers, mallards, red shouldered hawks screaming, coyote bush, owl houses, a real dead owl and its soft feathers on and on and on, but don't tell anyone how much fun I had on a field trip cuz' you know I dislike field trips!!
...
No comments:
Post a Comment