Crickles took three math tests and plans on taking the other three tomorrow. That will finish off quarter four math for him. He's a whiz at math, so I keep wondering WHY he waits to do any of it. Not challenging enough or mum's a complete bloody pushover? BOTH, likely. Teenie is labouring away at her history test. It's not easy for her, because the answers are essay-type answers. Rather than a one-liner or fill-in-the-blank, she has to demonstrate she knows the subject. She does, it's just keeping it all straight in her head - there's just that much to cover!
Guess where I went just now? The bloody commissary. The cat would starve to death if I didn't. Her container was empty. So, goody, I got to go again. So, I got some more yard bird food, Coke (dern it!), pretzels, and a frozen fettuccine for Teenie (the stuff she reheated wasn't good she said, before I left . . . ). Oh, I got Rolaids, too, because she mentioned how her stomach was bothering her after she ate a few bites of the reheated stuff. Nice. But, she's happy now.
Thursday Chief and I go meet with the Algebra teacher. And, that night, we get to relax at the Navy Birthday Ball. I was thinking, we just went to the Khaki Ball in the Fall, didn't we? We sure did. Last night he said that they pushed the date up, and I wonder why the heck for? He wants to go and yuk it up with some of the guys to say "bye", really, and I want to go so I can be his arm candy, yeah? So, there. This time I'm wearing my black velvet trousers and a nice top. I really don't like to wear dresses all that much. No pics this time either. It's too soon to do that again.
Well, I need to ring up an old friend who just got back from CA, and then get a load of laundry going. I don't even try and pretend that's a job that will ever go away.
What are you doing today?
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