Like a thief in the night......MMP

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<assumes Mae West voice> Sean, come on up and see my paint chips some time…
Not a scrap o’ green on me today. Just my small politico-religious statement of wearing a salmon striped pair of navy track pants. Very subtle–so subtle that I just realized it whilst typing.

Gonna call the school as soon as #2 son is on the bus. Then it’s off to workout, hair and get glasses fixed (#2 also had his glasses break yesterday in an unrelated incident. Bad Thursday for him).

Dotster --you’re in HS? :eek: <assumes matronly air> My daughter is in HS. Personally, I think that was nasty of your English professor–like HS isn’t stressful enough. :rolleyes:
Assistance needed please: I had a dream last noc that my daughter (in the Mini) kept changing lanes on a mountain pass, round a bend and hairpin turn. She was driving me and she kept saying things like, “This is where the cop said that I really shouldn’t switch into the other lane of traffic, but it was late and I knew there was no one coming around that bend.”

:eek: :eek: I think I aged 20 years last noc with that dream. I do remember thinking in the dream, “well, thank God we didn’t get her a manual transmission!”.
What does it all mean? :confused:

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eleanor, I trust you’ll let us know about your talk with the principal, yeah? My little ones are a few years away from these things, but I’m very curious to hear about how you are handling the whole bully thing. I’m inclined to tell my children that it’s not right to hit someone. Ever. Unless they are being provoked/picked-on/harassed by a bully, in which case it’s OK to kick the bullies ass. Thoughts?

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:: runs around frantically :: Okay, I was going to post a long reply about lots of stuff. Gotta leave quickly now. So:

rigs - bullies suck. Your son is cute though. :slight_smile:

Happy St. Pat’s everyone!

And the last Baked Good of the Day …

Muhahaha. Next week is Meats of Evil … MEATS OF EVIL!!! :smiley:

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Meats of evil? Now what meat could possum be evil? :smiley:

HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!!!
ERIN GO BRAGH!!!
Ok, so I’m not at work. Soon I will be packing up huge amounts of meat and produce which I will then turn into Irish (It is so Irish!) stew. That’s my day today.

rigs I hope everything turns out ok with the bully thing. The kid needs to be in some trouble about that. Maybe it’ll stop h im from doing it again. We had a neighborhood bully when I was a kid. Well, he was the neighborhood bully til a bunch of us ganged up on him and beat the crap outta him. Never underestimate the power of kid powered mob rule.

welby yard guy is about as average middle aged white guy as it can get. I really did hire him because he’s cheap. Wait… that might not sound quite right… because he gave me a reasonable price to spray my yard. That’s better.

Rue did you have to take the pipe apart because it was you that put that stick down the drain? Fess up! It just sounds like something you’d have to do as punishment, is all.

I’ll report in tomorrow on the f-aaaaaa-bu-lous-ity of the stew.

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Sean is taking care of your yard?? :stuck_out_tongue:

So, talked to the Parental Units last night, and when I get home tonight, I’ll pay for the vacation with their credit card and send them a check. Kinda defeated the whole purpose of them giving me money for vacation in the first place, but at least the tickets will be bought. And I’ll still have the leftover money for sightseeing and museums … and other stuff. I may get a tattoo while I’m there. What’s a vacation without a little pain?

Hm. Maybe that says a lot about the kinds of vacations I had as a child, huh?

Tomorrow, I go to the eye doctor (after dropping Roomie off at her three-hour glucose test). I had laser surgery about 5 years ago, and they told me it was possible I’d need more correction. I was at the outside edge of things they could fix at the time, and I’ve noticed lately I’ve been squinting at the television and getting headaches. The odd thing is, I’m almost looking forward to having glasses again. They might make my face more interesting–as long as I don’t let my mom pick out the frames, of course. shudder

And Sunday, Lunch With Spats, The Sequel. This is another of those situations where I hope I’ll remember to bring the camera.

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Smitty --oy, bullies. I was terribly worried about #1 son when he was little, because he was so sweet and shy. LUCKILY, he sprouted up to about 5’10 in 7th grade, so he could stay sweet and shy(and snarky as hell these days). Seriously, if he had been short or slightly built, I think we would have had way different issues with him.

Now, I have called the school (again). Yesterday I was told that Mrs W, the VP, “was on the phone, but in the office, so she’ll get back to you as soon as I give her the message.”

Today I am told that Mrs W was out of the building all day yesterday, so was of course unavailable for parental concerns. Hmmm. Don’t mess with me, sweetums. Either this is a secretary trying to cover for her boss or Mrs W is making herself hard to contact. We shall see about that.

*I love the teachers at this school. It’s a good school, overall. I loathe the administration. Never get a straight answer etc. *

Anyway, bullies. We had a girl first, so we got introduced to female bullies first. Blech. First bully appeared when daughter was in Kindergarten. Daughter is quite bright and was allowed to take part in an advanced reading program. This bothered a third grader who rode her bus quite a bit. Daughter was teased a lot by Bully. “you’re so smart-what’s 3x2? What’s 50-50?”

God love my daughter–this behavior was so alien to her that she answered as best she could: “I don’t know. I haven’t been taught that yet.” :slight_smile:

I talked then to the school and to the driver and it ended there. Since this girl lives about 3 blocks from us, I could have taken it up with her parents–who were and are overwhelmed–6 daughters. oy.

#1 son-no bullies.

#2–this is the first.

What we teach is,essentially to never start anything, but to defend yourself once a blow has been struck. At this age (7)–we stress telling the adult in charge and us, of course. I have also role modelled what to say if someone starts teasing or making fun. That’s the whole “some kids feel bad about themselves inside and they make fun of other kids to make themselves feel better. The way to stop them is to say_________(fill in with pertinent data here)”.

We have also counselled ignoring certain taunts etc. As you can see, a one method approach really doesn’t help. Responses must be flexible and appropriate.

Just heard from the VP. She is on the case and will talk to the boys today and also the bus driver. It was her secretary just trying to cover (ok, those aren’t her words, but that’s what happened). Apparently there is a “mug shot book” in her office! She said that she had pics to show #2 son so that he could pick out who it was. Apparently, this method works better than having the kid point out the perp.
:eek: The things I learn…

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Actually, according to Fox News they are called "Roses of the Prophet Muhammad".

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Swampy, look away now, or you’ll be oogied.

ERIN GO BRA-LESS!!!

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Sorry to hear about the bullying. Good luck getting it straightened out with the vice principal.

We’re going to Montreal this weekend, and we’re going to meet a couple more Dopers! That should be cool. After this weekend, I’ll have met 5 Dopers. Pretty cool, huh? :stuck_out_tongue:

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Rigs, I wasn’t trying to “top” your incedent, or belittle it in any way. More a compare/contrast thing. It’s all about the motivation of the kids involved. My situation was fairly benign (since it was taken care of quickly and cleanly) where yours is just… messy.
Speaking of “messy”, no it was not me that dropped the stick down the drain. It was someone else. I have my suspicions who it was, but no proof. No proof in any of the three times I had to take a drain apart in the last two weeks for the same problem. (Most likely it was my co-worker who was complaining loudest about the fecal stick being lost.)

Luckily for me the drain line is all that white plastic stuff and it just unscrews easily. And goes (pretty much) right back together.

Like when I had to put the windows back together the other day.

The windows at work needed a good cleaning (what they got was a pretty good cleaning for the most part, but also a fair dose of just smearing the dirt around). It wound up that one of the windows (that “tilts in for easy cleaning”) completely jumped its track and two others sort of jammed up on the cord thing that hooks to the springy thing that keeps the sash (sash? is that it?) from crashing to the bottom of the track. Luckily I was the manly-man at the office that day and fixed it all right up.
And no green for me today. It took a long time for me to get dressed this morning. I have a lot of green in my closet, so it was a challenge for me to throw togther a whole emsemble without any green in it.

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rigs - regarding the dream - you gotta let it go - at least daughter wasn’t in a rain going thru a tunnel… :wink:
seriously, tho, dreams are less often prophetic than just a stress release valve. You’re obviously still not happy about the whole sitch with the mini and this is how your brain plays with it when your asleep.

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Train. wasn’t in a Train. sheesh :smack:

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And here I was, trying to work rain into the sex metaphor. I was honestly confused for a moment or two. :slight_smile:

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Top o’ the morning to ye!

Ugh, rigs! I hope the situation resolves itself. I think like most mothers I turn into a lioness when someone messes with one of my kids. You give them hell!

My daughter has missed her damn bus. She’s supposed to be at school right now. I told her to call around to our neighbors to see if someone could give her a lift, but no one was home. So, now I’ve told her to call some people we know that live a couple of blocks away. The gal is a stay at home mom, so hopefully she can help out. If not, my daughter will have to miss school. I’m at work and 20 miles away. My daughter just called me back, the lady is taking her school. Thank goodness!

Rue, I just looooooooooooooooooooves puppies!

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Well, if you use Nigella Lawson’s Food Processor Dnaish Pastry recipe, you only have to fold it three times. That’s nice.

Happy St. Pat’s, everyone! I am wearing black. This should not be a surprise.
Today I have to sweep, vacuum, and mop, put a whole bunch of dishes away, and tidy. At three an Old Friend (friends for 27 years) is coming over to watch HP3. We have vastly different taste in movies, and we work on an 'Okay, now it’s you turn to pick the crummy movie!" basis. She likes horror and fuzzy talking animal movies, I like drama and character driven movies. I have better taste, obviously.

Today is a compromise.

Time for chores and brunch.

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So, she must **love ** horror movies *starring * fuzzy animals…:dubious: :smiley:

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I’m not wearing green today. Let’s see: red zip sweater with black shirt underneath, blue jeans, grey panties, black bra, socks that have grey, maroon, and…oooh some green on them. I was told the socks don’t count because people can’t see them. I then offered to pull up one pant leg like L.L. Cool J used to. Still doesn’t count apparently.

Oh, wait! I’m wearing a ring with an emerald. That should count! The emerald is my birthstone.

Is it time to go home yet? I’m so ready to go home.

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<snerk>

Hey, I’ve got enough to do in this state! (And I never tried the double quote before.)

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I’m having a hard time keeping up with the MMP this week! Too much work going on at work. :rolleyes: Can you believe that? I’m sure you all miss me terribly.

I’m wearing green. I’m up to my eyeballs in work. See you next week, I hope!

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Look! A triple! :D:D:D