Today...school lost Micah's note cards....one more in the story of the lost things. They better find those- Mom is pissed- she's going up there tomorrow. I had said "one more year....one more year...." but if he has the same teachers next year as this year, it ain't gonna happen. It will NOT happen. Every week they lose something else. Something he has worked hard on. Like those cards, which he is NOT gonna do again. We can do the report on the Mayans without those stupid dang cards. Heck we have 40,000 Mayans right here in Cincinnati-who needs stupid note cards. All we have to do is go to Lower Price Hill to hear Mam and eat Guatemalan food. But the school doesn't care about living history anyway, just a bunch of fracking note cards and infantile projects.
Oh and the weather, let me tell you, it's been downright droopy, drippy, clammy, crummy. Without even actually being all that rainy. Just wet and sloppy and all round no good.
And it's Monday.
Hey that's not a bad thing. I actually like Mondays.

More fighting with the school today- they lost some stuff I distinctly remember giving to them personally- now some of the science, he cannot make up. Principal keeps saying "not to worry" because there are no grades anyway. Sorry but the disorganization is just making me fume. I drove to the school today cussing and ranting. Science is Micah's favorite subject. I remember turning all that stuff in to either the math or science teacher. I don't remember which, but I remember them saying they'd get the other subject to the correct teacher. After that... math had stuff, science did not get the correct papers. This has been a while ago but now so much stuff has been withheld SINCE then. But to give the science teacher the credit, he's the ONLY one going on the net and putting in the stuff in the school online system. He is doing it specifically for us.

I realize much of this blog has recently been devoted to how much I detest living in Finneytown. Yesterday was the exception. Went to Nathanael's induction into the honor society- the kids that get inducted into that- wow, they certainly make it much more bearable- great, well-rounded kids. Typical kid plays soccer, violin, in Key Club, in the last play, and their youth group went on a mission trip in or out of the US. I wish Nathanael were more involved in some of these things- he just isn't taking a lot of initiative with youth-y things like Young Life, or Kiwanis, or other great organizations. But I can't complain- he's active in band, and his description was quite unique- placed high in national spelling bee, writes for the school newspaper and magazine (has gone head to head with the principal for what is "acceptable" free speech- namely, he was trying to save Warder Park from being developed into an actual "park" rather than a nice copse with a trail, and they wouldn't let him put his promotional signs asking for signatures in the school- principal said it was too "political" in nature, but then Nathanael - successfully, to some extent- argued that it was also "political" to tack up those annoying pink GLBT signs on every available surface in the school...and if some people could do it, why not others...)....OK, I digressed. Anyway, his hobby is designing fonts- and so often his happy face and his sad face and his interested face and his bored face are all the same face- and I want him to develop more socially- and most of all, spiritually- he seems too, well, content....c'mon! Well anyway...I know my son...but there's so much I want FOR him, too.
He was the first to accept the award, being the first name on the list. The school is a small school. Only about 120 in the graduating class. His class is a wonderful group of kids. Well, I think so. Now of course I'm an adult goin awwww...but certainly that's just an image- they all have their problems and issues and so and so really hates so and so. It hasn't been that long since I was in high school rolling my eyes at adults.

Anyway, what a great school (even if the school itself is NOT great, and at the middle school level it has fallen apart) and place he's grown up in. Good kids, all unique individuals, it certainly didn't look like a gang haven!

Last night, of course, NOT in Finneytown, but IN Cincinnati, the most popular rapper (#1 on the urban charts in the US- is from Atlanta and was doing a show at some club) -well HIS posse got into a fight with another posse all along I-75...gunfight ensued...end result was at least one of them dead- sigh- gangsta rap...sick of it!!!!! I don't even remember his name...TI or IT or something. Google it...anyway it's just the same old boring murders around here. Cincy's had the worst crime year ever so far. Ever day someone gets shot. Typical US urban crap. It won't end until the world does.

Sorry I haven't caught up lately.

Easter celebration Virgi invited me to a great service done in Hindi. Mainly Americans born in India.

Hang on... more later.