Slackerville

Posted by mimi on Oct 20, 2009 in dish | 0 comments mimi has been a very naughty monkey about keeping up with her blog lately. At least twice a week, she has a brilliant idea for a blog topic, and then whammo! Craziness at home or school and it flies out the ol’ ear nary to return. Now that the pile of grading is no longer casting a shadow so long she believes she lives in permanent shade, mimi should be better about updates. But you know...
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Cripes, Tallahassee!

Posted by mimi on Oct 5, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Today was the first day I attempted to foist the new state-mandated testing on my students, and let me just say that there are military terms that aren’t for mixed company that perfectly capture the essence of today’s fun. Terms beginning with the word “cluster” or expressed with the acronym FUBAR.Needless to say, when the wizards in Tally tell the entire state to hold...
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Hugging a Porcupine

Posted by mimi on Sep 30, 2009 in dish | 4 comments DH brought a book home from the library about being the parents of an adolescent the other day. It had a perfect title: How to Hug a Porcupine. And since, more often than not, I’m getting a faceful of quills when trying to deal with Frick these days, it’s proven to be sound advice, more often than not.I always thought I’d be a better parent of a teenager than a young child...
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Bringin’ the Heat

Posted by mimi on Sep 26, 2009 in dish | 0 comments ‘Scuse the baseball analogy, but I’m fixin’ to make it do double duty in a sec. Today was opening day of fall ball for both Frick and Frack, since Frack’s softball opener was rained out Thursday night. So it’s been a loooooooooooong day at the ballpark. BallparkS, that is. Up early to take Frack to her away game, then 1-1/2 hours in the growing heat. By 10:30...
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Band Geek WIN

Posted by mimi on Sep 25, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Tonight was middle school band night at the high school where the denizens of Chez mimi are zoned to attend. Since I’m a proud graduate of that same school, I was especially interested in having young Frick, my aspiring tubist, attend. You see, he plays in a wonderful middle school band. The problem is, most of the kids at his middle school go to a nearly lily-white suburban marquee high...
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