Good lord- I have had literally, a whacked up day. I felt really busy and pulled in a bunch of directions but when I really look back... I wasn't. Just my crazy getting in the way.
So tonight I had Olivia's first conferences for 4 year old Kindergarten. No lie, I was kind of scared. Not because she's doing bad, quite the opposite- I know she's smart and is way better than most of the kids in her class. I was scared because she is quite the diva. She says things that are funny to us... but others may not think are funny. Basically- she's the four year old version of me.
Her teacher said academically- she's fabulous. She's way more advanced than a lot of the kids and she prefers the math and science tables over the writing. She likes to write a lot at home.... so I'm thinking the newness of science and math is why she likes to do that more there. Which is fine. She is on target for the end of the year... which means she could pretty much be in regular kindergarten right now. Her struggle is interacting with other kids. She's social and she plays well. She is a great sharer. The problem.... is that she lets other kids boss her around. They take things from her basically because she lets them. The teacher is only now getting her to open up and tell her that someone is being mean. So we have to work on that. I know I was like that and to an extent... I'm like that now. I let some people walk all over me and I don't know why. So overall, she's smart... just painfully shy and quiet.
I asked Matt this evening where he is on the laundry sink project. He promised me I'd have a fully functioning, non-clogging sink that was from this century. And working plumbing. It would be glorious and I would bond with my new sink and possibly say dirty things to it. The PROMISE was that I would have it by Thanksgiving. We have everything we need except $50 worth of plumbing and a $40 piece of countertop. Everything else is in the garage. But yeah.. it's not going to happen. I'm not happy about this and quite frankly- I'm sick of him bitching about it. He's had FIVE YEARS to work on this and he keeps putting it off. I told him if he wants to re-do plumbing that is our crawlspace when it's -10 outside and lose his balls to hypothermia..... well that's his choice. But that god damn sink is going in whether he wants it to or not. Because this scene:
In other news..... I am playing a game with my blogger bestie, Matt. He's going to kick my ass but I'm not going down with out a fight. Basically..... have you heard of Girl Talk? (I seriously thought he was talking about that game that had the pretend phone... you know- we all played it when we were like 9. Not surprisingly, he said that's not anywhere close to what he was talking about.) But what it REALLY is.... is this guy that mashes & mixes a bunch of songs. He released an album yesterday (for free!) and we are going to see who can name as many songs & artists. There may or may not be a prize. I have until Monday and I can't cheat. He can't either...but I don't think he needs it. I need it. I haven't listened to the radio in oh.... a year? Probably a year. So wish me luck.