Snew

Haha, "what's snew?"

Nothing. What's new with you?

The Snow Fairy has arrived in Portland. A smartass of my (intimate) acquaintance told me to expect a little over six inches. "And," he added, "it might snow, too."

What could be worse than a man who thinks he's funny?

So things have been interesting at work, as they always are. I've told myself at least a dozen times that I will need to write about something, and then I get home and I'm cold and I'm tired and hungry and get busy watching something on the Momcave television and before I know it, it's 9 and time for bed. Getting up at 5 is just too damn early for me. I will always hate it. Most days I nap between shifts, but if I could have stayed in bed another hour or hour and a half, I wouldn't need to. The idea of going to bed at 7:30 or 8 is usually just too crazy even for me. But sometimes I wonder if that would work. Sleep by 7:45, get up and 5 and NOT feel like a zombie.

Sad, but the idea has its attraction.

So one of my kids (not mentioning names, even though I never use the real name of child here) has an absent father. My understanding is that it's a pattern with this guy, who has an ex wife and two kids in another state, an ex wife and two kids in THIS state and a girlfriend and her two kids that he's living with in still another state.

This young person was picked up from my program after school a little over a week ago to go take a vacation with his dad and the latest woman. You'd think a dad who only sees his kid every six months or so would just accept the kid as he is, however he looks. Whatever choice he makes about his hair. But nope. As they left the room,the first words out of Dad's mouth were, "That hair. I don't know."

Because the kid is growing his hair out so he can have what he calls 'a man bun'. I think it looks funny but it's not my hair.

It's more of a whatever for me.

::shrug:::

I'm always curious about what makes people dye their hair blue or pierce their nose or get 20 tattoos, but I don't care about it, I just wonder. I'd never offend anyone by asking, because of course it would sound like I'm judging.

I do judge people now and then, I think we all do.
But not based on something like appearance.

This guy growing his hair out is just self expression.

While I was writing that, I remembered the time Lyssa asked me to help her dye her hair. My mom was scandalized, a leftover from the dark ages way of thinking, but I wasn't offended.

I understand why she thought that way, even though I didn't agree with her and we did the dye thing. That 'mild' foamy hair coloring preparation wasn't mild at all. Lyssa's hair was chemically shredded for awhile, but it grew out. She still looked awfully cute, though. :)

I applaud this guy's mom for just letting him do whatever he wants with his hair. But I'm sure he heard more than once over the vacation that he should get it cut.
When he returned from his trip, he had a horrible, horrible cough. One of the worst ones I've ever heard. Dry and constant. When I came back to school on Thursday afternoon, he was in the office getting some medical attention. They notified me that he'd had to use his inhaler more than once that day.

He ended up on his knees on the floor during snack time, coughing so hard he retched. I called his mom and let her know that he was having difficulties. She came to get him as early as she could, and they were heading to the urgent care for some real cough syrup as soon as they left.

I wasn't surprised on Friday morning when she called and let me know that he wouldn't be in school at all on Friday.

And now it looks like none of us will be in school for most of the week. We have about four inches of snow now, and more is expected. Although it seems crazy to the rest of the world, this area shuts down when we have this kind of weather.

The problem is that much of our snow turns to ice.
We get freezing rain over the top of it and it's simply ludicrous to have school buses and kids out in it. It's nothing like the snow we had when we lived in Colorado. I hate not being at work for the week, but I'm glad we're mostly safe here at home. And that my kids are, too.

So the next post I'm working on contains (cue scary music here)
GIRL DRAMA!!

::sigh::

Never a dull moment, as they say.