Current Mood : Bewildered
Current Image Notes : This doesn't really get the deep wine color of these carnations. Believe it or not, these are the ones I kept for Beloved Hubby out of the Dearest Son's teacher's bouquet on 04 May !
Today was gonna be one of those ‘not much going on' entries that's about six lines long - until the tornado alarm went off a few minutes ago. Dearest Son was already asleep, so Beloved Hubby and I scrambled for the radio and the local news online. Twenty minutes later, we found out there was a tornado warning, but that was all.
Also, commercial radio still ranks. I confess, it's been a while since I listened, but the so-called music I heard was beyond lame. When I think of the criticism 80s music got...well, wait a minute. You don't really hear that anymore, do ya ? Sorry, but when ‘1, 2, 3, 4' is an ongoing lyric, you know somebody somewhere isn't trying that hard. The Beatles got away with it, because the rest of the song was clever, but this group wasn't the Beatles, and the song wasn't anywhere within waving distance of clever.
With Dearest out sick Monday, I've been off-schedule all week. Finally got snacks and other promised stuff dropped off at school today. I'm kind of ticked off at his teacher. He came home Tuesday with about fifteen worksheets and a note, saying this was work he'd missed or not finished, and it was due next Monday. I have a hard enough time getting him to do the usual two or three worksheets that make up normal homework - hence the tutor this summer - and here's a bunch more, all of a sudden ? I know darn good and well we won't work on them over the weekend, so they had to get done this week. We did five yesterday, and cursed our way through five more today. Last five tomorrow, and I'll be glad to be shed of them. Some of them are based on lessons he didn't get, so I don't know which part of the Lifecycle of Honeybees is true or false. (sigh)
