Summer is almost in full swing. Jessie’s heading into her last month — well, really 3 weeks — left of school and she’s SO ready for summer to get here! She and Jim have this deal, if she brings home straight A’s on her report card, he will get her the Nintendo DS and Dogs game she’s been wanting.
She’s worked REALLY hard this nine weeks, and if she’s not spot on, it will be close! She had a shaky start at the beginning of the year and this is the first year that she did not spend the whole time on an Honor Roll at all. (until this year, she’d always had straight A’s) I’m really proud of her, she found her motivation (a game system/video game … what a wonderful little geekling!) and has not let up, going full tilt boogie studying and making sure her homework was always checked for mistakes.
This geeky momma is so proud! ;)
Her class is going to the Zoo next week, and guess who is chaperoning. Yup, yours truly. (Don’t worry, I’ll pack body armor and mace! ;)) She’s excited to have me coming along, and I’m just as equally excited to be going. She’s still in that cute stage where it’s OK for me to be around while she’s sitting and talking to her friends … I’d better enjoy it while it lasts! LOL!!
Shopping!
Jim and I will hopefully be resuming furniture shopping soon. The new bed is almost paid off and we now need a new mattress. We’ve been to several places and found that we both liked one of the Serta models. We tried out the Tempur-pedic from one place, but you know? I was surprised to find that I really don’t care for the memory foam mattresses.
After that, we’ll probably get a new couch, but that may have to wait until we get a new house — the den is pretty cramped as it is! We got a new dining room table from my grandmother, and we both have odds and ends still in storage.
Part of me thinks it’ll be kind of fun re-arranging and replacing everything. The ‘paying for it’ part still sucks though. ;P
Uncle Monster
Will you be my mommy? Darn, when I was a little kid we didn’t get
toys if we made good grades, we just received regular beatings
when we made bad grades. The nuns had a fully equipped
dungeon in the basement of the school. We small children knew
well the penalties for bad academic performance. Some of our
classmates mysteriously disappeared under strange circumstances
and the odd sounds coming from the basement helped keep us in
line. Today I have no fear of terrorists because as a little boy, I
had Irish nuns for teachers. I do have an unexplained fear of albino
penguins for some reason. :shock: :eek: :mad:
[8~{} Uncle Monster
Nicki
hehe, as much as I fuss about her, she really IS a great kid. And besides, what parent doesn’t fuss about the things their kids do to drive them crazy?
When we go out to each, or just out somewhere, I’ll see another kid acting like a brat or in serious need of an ass-whoopin’ and think to myself, “Thank God that’s not my child!”