Saturday, November 3, 2012

UGGGGHMMMMPHS! We may never learn!

Today was my delightful Senior Enoch's first attempt at the SAT's. There is always drama at our house when somebody has something to do. Especially on Saturdays. We are a big family and the things that only children families take for granted are huge hurdles for us. Class trips, homework, etc and now SAT completion.
Last year there were some hurdles, but this year we thought we had this under the belt. En said, Ma, I got this. I believed him. Every couple of days, I checked in, "Do you have a photo ID?" I am sure that I asked this of him, several times. Each time, he smiled maturely and showed me the photo that he printed out from the computer with the application. In the new cyber world this meant to me that they were checking the identity at the time of application and that there would be no further discussion. Still, I remember how very many times we didn't have our photo id's for this or that other important situation. This wouldn't be one of those times, I am sure. Still we woke up this morning 5 something, the menfolk pried me out of my bed for this. I was not up to it. I thought SAT completion was part of the father's job description, I murmered as I got out of my freezing cold part of the bed. I shook the icicles off my eyelids and started to reminisce of the preparation I started when my children were born for the SAT's. Ben said shut up, Jayne, not quite that concisely, but that is what he meant. Don't go there now. All my dreams were dashed at the break downs. Now, the father would care about those things and he has gotten us through two sets of SAT's flawlessly. I didn't recognize those personalities, though. This guy was me and dad. Ben doesn't know what that means. It means we know what we know, but we don't know what we don't know. We would find this out ere'long. We got coffee and some McDonald's Breakfast for the testtaker. We didn't lament the lack of prep work much, because he had had his own break to deal with. We would let him take the first SAT cold and then see what we have to do to get him to average score. We had been to the test site for Em 4 years ago, so that was not an issue. Reminiscing the high stress moments of my life, were somewhat tolerated, if not accepted. I said, this is what I do... We took a walk around the campus and met a couple of people, left him at the door and went home. We argued all the way home, as parents do. You should have said this. You should have done that. We pecked eachother to bits. We walked in the house ready to start our day, after our catharsis. The family was waiting to tell us that En was waiting for us. He had no picture id with him. Who knew? Back to the drawing board:)

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Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.