I was emailing back forth with one of the Cub Scout leaders yesterday during the school day, debating spending $100 for the archery certification course. I came home from school, sat for a few minutes while DS did his homework. The phone rang. Caller ID showed a man's name with the last name of one of our Scouts, but not the number I knew. Weird. I answered. It was a friend I made in 1983 when I was first an archery instructor at a YMCA day camp. The camp is having a 50 year anniversary celebration in a few weeks and she had tracked me down to see if I was going! We had both subbed in the same school in about 1993 but haven't seen each other since then. I'm not sure about going to the reunion but we are probably going to get together soon with our kids. She has an 11 year old daughter who loves the outdoors and animals. Should be fun!
Had the pug at the vet for his heartworm check (negative). EVeryone who walked through the waiting room wanted to know how Indy is doing. I just roll my eyes. You'd never know there was ever a thing wrong with him!!
Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. So I'm betting for some reason my obnoxious Friday student will not actually spend his day in In School Suspension. I'm sure it will be postponed and I will actually have to see him. My hearing impaired student walked out today. He doesn't like reviewing the same vocab words each week, but he doesn't learn them so I really have no choice. Today he simply told me his hearing aid stinks and he's not turning it on anymore so why bother. Several adjectives and adverbs deleted by me..... So sad. He's not doing himself any favors.
I watched one of my autistic students have a mini anxiety attack in the middle of his session. You see he is now 21 so this June he leaves for real. He graduated several years ago but stayed in the work study program past graduation. As a 21 year old, that ends. And in the middle of our work he grabbed his aide's hands and started asking questions about what he'd be doing over the summer and where would he go in the Fall and what would Frank be doing... I just took notes as best I could. It was some of the best speech and true communication I'd ever seen from him. He talks at me more than with me. With Frank, you could see true communication. It's hard to explain but it was fascinating to watch.
26 days to go, counting finals week at the HS. Considering a personal day before the end of theyear. DS's class has a field trip coming up. There are probably more than enough chaperones but I'll offer....
DH is baaaad! He was at the package store (liquor store outside CT) and the woman we know who works there offered him a sample of this:
http://www.chocovine.com/welcome.htm so he bought a bottle and gave it to me on Mother's Day. Hic. I will sleep well tonight!