Thus begins the next two nightmarish weeks until Thanksgiving break. I've got so much stuff to do and very little motivation to do it. To top it all off, I went to the dentist last week and (oh joy!) found out that I have a few cavitites and one of my other fillings is starting to pop out. Wonderful...
On the up side, we had parent/teacher conferences last week as well. Both Mary and Isaiah are doing great. Their teachers love them. I like the teachers as well. I was a bit nervous since last year I was, um, shall we say less than impressed by Mary's teacher. This year, however, both are just great. Mary is still struggling with her reading a bit, but she tries so hard that no one doubts that she'll get caught up before too long.
What else...? Oh yeah. Did I mention the next two weeks are going to be REALLY crappy? Ah well, such is life. I really shouldn't complain much. My life is too good to indulge in to much hand-waving-freakoutery.
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Last minute edit: I almost forgot to mention that yesterday at church I glanced at my reflection in a window and I realized, with my beard, I look like a skinnier and shorter version of my dad. I mean, I could have sworn I was looking at him. It was really weird...
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I would love to see a picture of you looking like dad. There has been many a time I see myself in the mirror with my glasses on and think 'I look like mom!'
A little handwaveing freakoutery is ok in moderation...wouldn't want you to dislocate a shoulder!
freakoutery, niiiiice :)
And I know the answer to the end of your title... grayness... yeah... that's it :)
sorry for the crappy stuff coming your way.
Hey Kid, Sooo very sorry you think you look like me. You have my condolences. I looked in the mirror this morning and thought, yuck. Of course in the morinings I do look like death warmed over and it is all down hill from there.
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