lets face it, i have been miserable for the past few days due to a cold that wont quit, swollen feet and ankles the size of canteloupes. well today was open house for everybody including my little brother that has decided that he wants to become a safety patrol this year. so after my lovely visit to the ER in which they said i had an upper respiratory infection and prescribed an inhaler and bed rest {ugh} i was off to make my round of schools. i started with my brothers first, which took wayyyyyyyyyyyyy longer than i wanted it to. and then we were off to dominiques school to visit the kindergarden quad. i have found that her new teacher has been teaching since i was in first grade and lets face it folks, after that many years of being around kids, you do not volunteer to take over as kindergarden teacher! she simply doesnt have the patience to teach 10 five year olds. she was even snapping at the parents tonight. and then she got to me, and after being in an emergency room for four hours with a headache and pregnant, i dont think that she expected the conversation that she got from me after stating that as a foster parent, i should be on time to events like this as it is important to support the child in their school activities. i tried to be polite at first and (while biting my cheek) kindly tell her that i had more than one childs school function to attend this evening (not that it was any of her damn buisness to begin with) and she made the statement (and this is where i lost it) that, that was the problem with society today, so many single parents raising too many kids with loser or absent fathers. (at this point, my 11 year old brother asked for my cell phone. a couple of parents actually moved across the room from us ushering their kids to what they thought was safety) by the time i finished telling her about her self and exactly what i thought of her and her sorry ass teaching and skills and what kind of example i thought that she was setting, the principle of the school had made it from the cafeteria to the class that i was in. Needless to say, he apologized the entire way to the parking lot and asked to arrange a conferrence for sometime next week so we could all sit down and discuss this rationally. i kindly informed him that it would not be in the teacher, or his best interest to put us in a room together again anytime soon, and that i expect her to be moved to a different class tomorrow, or else i would move her and her tuition to another school altogether. i slammed my door and i left. I am happy to say that no small appliances were injured in this evenings events. (i'm sure some of you are so proud of me) i think that after i finish this, i am going to drink down a safe amount of robitussin, take a few hits of this inhaler that they gave me and i am going to bed. tomorrow i am going to be on strike, im not going to work, im not answering my phone and im not even answering my damn door. ignorant people make this world a shitty place to live in at times. oi.

goodnight and hugs to my friends

~sia