May 18, 2008

• I’m still here, really, and I apologize for attempting to
  catch up, or at least saying I’m going to, but then not.  Things are just..things.

  Melena is about to turn one, holy crap.  Brandon
  is graduating from pre-K next week, holier shit!

  So we’re planning a birthday party, with a fairy
  theme.  It will be held at my parents’
  house, and if my dad remembers to put the solar cover on the pool, hopefully
  we’ll all be swimming in two weeks!  So
  if you were invited, bring a swim suit! 
  We’re also having fried chicken, and maybe BBQ sandwiches with my mom’s
  home-made sauce.  Cake, too, and if any
  of you have had the cake at any other functions, you know it’s good.  A great friend of mine is a pastry chef, and
  she makes all our cakes.  Not that I
  can’t bake, but I can NOT compare to her decorating skillz.  Cos they’re mad, yo!

  Brandon
  has made it through his Pre-K class, much to the chagrin of his teachers.  They’re not happy with the fact that we want
  him to start Kindergarten *this* year and not next; however, we’ve had him
  screened at the local public school, and at the intended kindergarten, and he’s
  IN!  His screening score at the public
  school is great – most kids score in the 50th to 60th percentile.  His score was in the 97th percentile, and it
  would’ve been higher, but he likes to talk to adults and tell stories.  How much higher could he have gotten!?  As some of you may remember, we have issues
  at the current Pre-K – the teachers say he’s immature socially, but WTF, he
  only misses the cut-off by two weeks, so it’s not like I’m attempting to send
  him way early!  He doesn’t like his
  teachers, and hasn’t really connected with many of the students, and we really
  started to believe the current teachers. 
  Then we had him screened.  His
  Kindergarten teacher not only indicated that there were no socialization and
  maturity issues, but she also indicated that, based on the screening scores of
  the other students he will be going to school with, he’ll be at least a high
  average, and will mesh well with the students. 
  She then said “If he’d just been born a few weeks earlier we’d not even
  be having this discussion.”  We’re going
  to give kindergarten a six-week trial, and if it doesn’t work out, do pre-K all
  over again, but I think it will work out. 
  He knows one of the kids in his new class, he *loves* the teacher, and
  is excited to go to school there.  I
  really think the issues have been in his current school.  We’re so relieved to have the decision made,
  and we feel so comfortable with his new teacher and the new school (though it
  helps that it was my grade school!)

  The scary part is that I’m currently teaching him more
  about my Pagan beliefs, and he’s going to a Catholic school.  Strange, I know, but I know I got a wonderful
  education there, and a good education is worth a little religious instruction,
  if you ask me.  Besides, we want him to
  have the tools to make his own choices. 
  But it could get weird.

  I’m considering quitting Passion Parties, after three
  years, for a lot of reasons.  One is that
  it seems to take up too much time, getting ready, doing the party, coming home,
  ordering – and I don’t get much grown-up time as it is, so spending it doing
  parties and related activities doesn’t make sense to me.  Plus, even though Craig still insists that
  he’ll help me manage the kids so I can make this work, I have a hell of a time
  getting an hour every two weeks to write an Avon
  email, and that’s something I can do with kids around.  I try really hard to keep Passion Parties items
  away from the kids just because of the nature of the items, and because of
  Bran’s age.  Also, I’m not a fan of
  driving at night, and I’m at the point that I don’t want to drive too far from
  home, anyway.  Probably because I don’t
  go anywhere except the grocery store, once-in-a-while runs to Target, Wal-Mart,
  or the occasional warehouse club, and maybe out to eat a few times a
  month.  Oh, and to my parents and my
  in-laws.  Seriously, I’m out of the house
  one or two days a week.  That’s about
  it.  And the more secluded I am, the less
  likely I want to get out.  I had some
  parties booked at the beginning of the month, and was getting so anxious about
  doing them.  I gave them to another
  consultant, and I felt so good about it. 
  Yeah, we certainly could’ve used the extra money, because they are
  profitable parties, but I hate the anxiety I feel when I have to ask Craig to
  help me; I hate the anxiety when I’m driving to and from the parties, and I
  hate having to beg and plead to get help when I try to close the parties.

  On another note, Craig and I had our first date night in SIX
  MONTHS.  It was our third date night in a
  whole year.  Yeah.  My friend Rosalynne kept the baby for a few
  hours in October, while Bran stayed at my parents overnight; my mom kept both
  kids overnight in November for our anniversary, and last weekend, my
  mother-in-law kept the baby for the afternoon / evening while Bran was at the
  lakehouse with my parents.  It was nice,
  but doesn’t come often enough.  There are
  so many things we miss doing that we couldn’t decide *what* to do, so we went
  to a local entertainment / retail area – http://www.legendsshopping.com/ – had
  a few drinks, ate the best sushi in the world (well, Craig had hibachi table, I
  had sushi), bought some $10 Converse (Yes I did!), and wandered around in the
  POURING rain.  Oh, and we had some
  pastries at Mema’s bakery.  We thought
  about seeing a movie, or going bowling, or going to a casino, or going here, or
  going there…but but but!   We
  didn’t.  We’ve been having issues with
  Craig not communicating with me, me feeling more isolated because of it, and
  both of us just being resentful…so we were trying to work that out, and it
  worked out well.  We need date nights
  more often.  But since the baby was so
  good for Craig’s mom, it just may happen. 
  The sad part is that she’s not inviting Brandon over, and I know it’s cos she thinks
  she can’t handle two kids at once, but ….

  Okay, I have to go eat some Taco Bell.  Later. 
  I miss my Xanga friends, just sayin’.Hi, my name is

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