Friday, September 30, 2005

Homeward Bound

Well, after being away from my house for one whole week, I have decided that even though we still have no power as of yet, I am still heading home. More and more people are getting power around our house, so I am hopeful that it means that we will have power sometime soon. Maybe not this weekend, but sometime at the beginning of the week we will have power and I will be able to sleep in my own bed. The plan right now is to go back to Nac and stay at Melinda's while she's away at an interview in Houston.
And wonder of all wonders, my husband will be off work Sunday, Monday, and hopefully Tuesday! The only way that could be better was if we had power at the house and could all stay together.
I also got a call from my babysitter that she has power now, so I won't have to drive from here to kingdom come to get Micheal to an air conditioned house while I go to work. Wahoo!
God is reminding me of many things this week, and I am thankful for the house that I have been allowed to stay at, the food that they have provided us, and the love they have shown to me and my child.
Keep praying for the powerless!

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Spring Break... A little early

Well, I thought I was going home today, but the phone call today from my in-town messenger was that school has been cancelled until Monday, at least. So, there is no point to me going home today, because there is no school, and my house is still without power. I was going to have to try to sleep on my sister's couch if I did go back and have school. What to do about a babysitter is even more of a question. Our babysitter has no power right now, either, so she is out at her aunt's house in Garrison, the complete opposite direction from my school. I would have had to leave my sister's house at about 6:15am just to get him over to Garrison so that I could drive back to school in order to be there by 7:40am. So, God knows the situation that everyone else is in, and has granted us a little bit of an early Spring Break. At least, that's what I'm trying to call it, because that's probably what's going to happen. We're probably not going to be able to waive all these missed days and we're going to have to skip one of our breaks. I'm trying not to be depressed about it, but it will really be a depressing thing for my kids... especially my seniors that have already planned group trips together for both our winter and spring break.

So, here we go again... waiting to hear some news... hoping that the next time my husband goes to our house that we have power! I'm just not getting my hopes up too high. It could be worse. I could be stuck in a house with a mother-in-law that I can't stand. Thankfully, we get along, and I can beat her at my favorite game of Phase 10.
Maybe now that I know I'm not going home for a while, my friend and I can get together for dinner! :) This is me... trying to find a good side to all this crap.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

No Plan, Stan

There is still no power at my house, that I know of. I'm still hanging out in Mesquite, doing my in-law's laundry and other things that need doing around the house since I have nothing else to do, and I can't sit on the Internet all day long. I'm avoiding balancing the checkbook, because I don't want to see how much money I don't have. I was going to try to have dinner with my friend here, and get away from the house for a little bit, but timing isn't good right now, so instead I am thawing out some steaks for dinner tonight.
The work day that they scheduled for school today was cancelled because of no power at school. Today the phone call was that there was power in one of the buildings, but not mine, and that we were going to shoot for school on Thursday. So, that means I'm going to go home tomorrow afternoon. This should be interesting. I'm hoping that my house will have power by that time, and then I won't have to try to find someone that will let me borrow their couch to sleep on and a place for my child to sleep that would be air conditioned.
I haven't seen my husband since Thursday evening, and it has been almost a week. I know that he misses me, but I know that he REALLY misses little Micheal. He calls as often as he can, working daily 12 hour shifts, and I know he is dead-dog tired from all that stress. I just want all this to be fixed already and life to go back to normal. I like schedules and I like plans. I don't like this taking it one day at a time type of living. I wouldn't do good in the wilderness.

Keep praying for all those people that still don't have water or power.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Give me a Marga-Rita

As my sister already informed most of my friends and adoring public, Micheal, Melinda and I rode out Hurricane Rita with the In-Laws in Mesquite. That wouldn't have been as upsetting if it had been my decision, or had only been the five of us. But, my father-in-law also wanted his parents away from home, and since they couldn't fit in my car, he came down and got them.

Seeing as how there is still no power at my house, and my husband is having to work 12 hour shifts every day, instead of 3 or 4 days a week, and how my school still has no power, I was told that there was no reason to come home. ( No electricity at home = no blog updates or Internet games when bored.) I keep getting daily updates from school saying no school tomorrow, as they are looking at it on a day by day basis, which is bad planning and not very helpful for those of us that are not at home right now. The phone call today was that our superintendent (who before this I thought was an intelligent man) wanted the teachers to come to school tomorrow, electricity, water, nor gas or not, and we could call it a work day. I told my go-between that there was no way I was driving all the way home just so that I could sit in an un-powered, no AC house for however long it takes just to go up to school for "at least an hour" when they don't even have electricity there. This is bad planning. It's interesting how many flaws in an emergency plan come out when there is a real emergency.
So, when I do get a phone call that there is school tomorrow, I guess I have to quickly pack up my car and my child and pray that there will be electricity (and water) at my house when I get there, so that I can go back to work. And if not, I guess we'll be bathing with the two cases of water that I bought before I left the house, and cooking whatever food I can find on the grill outside.

Bad weather sucks.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Drive Thru Window Now Closed

Tonight was Open House at our school. I don't mind Open House, not at all. I do, however, mind the mindset that some parents come to Open House with. They don't come thinking that Open House is really just a high school version of Meet the Teacher, like they should. Instead, they come thinking that Open House is more of a Parent-Teacher Conference, in five minutes or less.

I don't like this because I have three or more sets of parents and students in my room at one time, and I have to do group "individual" conversations with each child and their parent(s), in front of the other parents and their student. How nice is that? If you were worried about your child's grades, just wait in Mrs. A's room and you'll hear how bad other kids are doing, and you won't feel so bad about your kid anymore!

I got smart about it this year. I didn't talk about specific grades, instead, I pawned it off on the kid. When Mom asked how little Johnny's grades are, I asked little Johnny why Mom hasn't seen his assignment sheet that should have all of his grades written in order?!? That way, it was off my shoulders and onto L.J.'s! :) Can you say grounded?

The majority of my parent contact this evening was with parents of my Geometry students, who on Friday while I was in school working on my Master's, were in class cheating on a test with a sub that just let them. There are so many things wrong with this situation that it's a whole 'nuther post all in itself. And, seeing as the drive-thru window has now closed, I am going to save that one for a rainy day and go to bed now. Long story short is that a few kids didn't even tell Mom and Dad that they had a test, let alone that they all failed it after they all cheated. Can you say even more grounded?

I'm exhausted. I wonder if this is how speed-dating would feel at the end of the night?