Getting Lauren's Homework

Lauren has been sick most of the week with Swine Flu. I took her to the Doctor Tuesday morning. She is almost healed today (Friday), however, she has a lot of homework to complete.

Ring, Ring,......'.hello'......'taotao, can you go by the school & pick up my homework assignments'? 'sure' (this is @1:30) I have tile cleaning people in my house, & I have to pick Rileigh Shea up from pre-school by 2:30. I decide to leave immediately because the tile people don't want me walking around on their work. I leave the house around 1:45, get within 3 miles of her school & come to a complete stop on hiway 62 (close to 'downtown Newcastle, America') I sit there & I sit there. I decide to get off the street & find another route........what in the hell is going on here? My other route is not a good idea either............OMG!, they are having a parade or something.............yes, it is Homecoming, or something like that. So, OK, I can't reach the school, so I will just pick up Rileigh Shea early, so I do that, then back to the Middle School. By this time the parade is over, the traffic is flowing & I'm good to go. I arrive @the middle school, go inside with Rileigh in tow. 'Hi, I'm Lauren Martin's Grandmother & have come to pick up her homework'. The lady hands over several sheets of paper & says 'here you go'. Then I ask her 'are there any workbooks?' 'Oh, maybe, do you know her locker #? 'No' says I. 'Well, here is her #, take a left from here, and another left at the end of the hall & go all the way down the hall to the left, it's #3013.' So me & miss Rileigh Shea head out. After what seems like a 1/2 mile hike, we find the locker, & what a mess it is. I start digging thru books, & don't know which ones to grab, so I take most of them. Rileigh Shea is not feeling well & is cranky, my back hurts as I try to load about 80# of books in my arms & try to make it back to the car. I'm complaining about my back, & Rileigh starts to cry because 'you back hurts, taotao.' She is a very sensitive child, so I try to convince her that my back Does Not Hurt. OMG, Just get to the car! She cry's most of the way home because she is feeling sorry for me and my hurt back!.............we arrive & I ask Lauren why she has so many duplicate books............no answer that makes any sense to me, but I know one thing for sure, if she plans on returning all these books, she will have to do it 2 or 3 @a time on the school bus, or have her mother deliver them in person..............there is NO WAY she can carry them in one trip!

Ever Crack Yourself Up?

I crack myself up all the time............guess it's my own self humor & I love it. I just sent a tweet to my grand nephew who is very educated & has his own sense of humor. I'm sure he thinks I'm the biggest DORK, ever, but I don't care. In the tweet I sent him, I was trying to explain something to him & could not spell the word, so, I just picked out another word from the dictionary that made no sense whatsoever. :-)...............I laughed outloud!

SWINE FLU

My 14 yr old grand daughter, Lauren, has just been diagnosed with swine flu.....quite scary!, especially with a 3 yr. old sister. Two days have gone by and Rileigh Shea (3 yr. old) seems to be okay. Lauren is much better today & I am thankful. I am only recording this because of being gratefull & the history of it is quite new to all of us.

IS IT ME, OR ARE OTHERS AMAZED AS WELL?

I am continually amazed at present day education. What has happened to 'reading, writing, arithmetic,.......and, spelling? Especially with cashiers around twenty something. For instance, if my bill comes to $16.28 & I hand over $20.03, it throws the cashier into a tizzy if a calculator is not at hand. They are completely bumfuzzled & can't make change.

Last week I decided to open a checking account at a local bank because I bank @a federal credit union out of state. Having a local account keeps me from going to the ATM when I need to pay for service rendered locally. As I sit down to open the account, the bank employee gets off to a fumbling start, because she doesn't remember the password to open the computer. 'Excuse me, I'll be right back' she says as she leaves her desk to get the information. She returns and we continue with our paperwork. 'I'd also like to rent a safety deposit box while I'm here'......'Um, okay, I'll have to get Jennifer to help you with that'. 'OK, that's fine, are you in training'? I ask her. 'Oh no, I've been here quite a while, I just haven't done the safety deposit box deal yet'. We continue on & I pick out my style of checks, & endorse the check I'm using as my initial deposit. She continues to have problems with the information she is entering into the computer. Twenty minutes go by & she is delighted with herself. 'Okay, Ms. King, I think we are finished with opening your account' she says as she slides the check register towards me. 'Um, could you fill this out for me, my husband handles our money, & I've never filled one of these check book thingy's out before'.........true story. Guess I'll just keep a minimal amount of monies in that bank. I'm sure that I could get a job there if I ever need to go back to work!