Time.

I'm waiting.  I don't like waiting.  And usually, time flies if I sit down to type in my blog.  So this is an attempt to make time fly. 

The enter enter type feature still isn't working...wtf is up with that?

Last night Magnum & I went on a haunted hayride and 7 haunted houses.  It was pretty cool.  The funny thing is the stuff that was supposed to scare me...didn't.  The stuff that creeped me was the corn rustling in the wind.  Now THAT'S creepy.  The other thing that creeped me was walking into one of the houses, it was pitch black (and I was hanging onto Magnum for dear life) and as you walked through the walls got tighter and tighter until you felt like you couldn't fit anymore.  Gulp. 

I'm having an issue with JDRW's school.  We knew it would come to this didn't we?  I was just starting to get comfie with the whole thing...and we get a note home from the teacher saying she wants JDRW to be screened by an occupational therapist.   The bitch is crazy.  :)  First, he's been in school for 6 weeks.  That's all.  6 weeks.  So, anyway...apparently he needs help holding a pencil and scissors.  WHAT?  You want to label my son as "special needs" with a disability because he doesn't hold a pencil or scissors to your liking???  OMG, wtf is wrong with this world???   Needless to say, I was pretty irritated by the whole thing.  Magnum, emailed the teacher asking "if this is a problem, why are we just now hearing about it?" and so forth.  Anyway, we denied the screening, and every day since then we've gotten notes home.  "JDRW didn't finish this.  JDRW didn't do that".  Blah.  But, let me tell you something...I honestly think there's a loss of communication between he and his teacher.  She says, "write your name on the line"...and so JDRW has been writing his name ON the line so that it looks like this:  JDRW.  So, the other night, I just told him to write his name Above the line.  So, the teachers thinking he can't write his name correctly, on the line, but he's just doing what she told him!!!!  Sigh.

I'm sure it'll all work out. 

Today is his Halloween Parade and Party at school.  Parents aren't allowed to go into their kids classrooms or attend the party.  I've never had a school and didn't allow this, but whatever.  We all get to go stand outside his school, and the kids parade around so we can all see their cute costumes. 

Out of no where,  my mother calls.  Just now.  Right now.  So, I guess I'm done writing for now...

And, now I'm out.