It's Late

I'm done for the night. Still have things to do before we launch for the camp at Spiceland early tomorrow, but I'm pooped. I managed to scrounge up a couple of outfits for Robin. Haven't figured out what I'm going to wear, yet. Wish my car were cleaned out. Wish the house were clean. Wish the packing was done and that I would be getting a good night's sleep...but that ain't happening this weekend!

At school today, we met with fallout from yesterday's Media Center experience. The 8th grade teachers were summoned to the principal's office to discuss the event. It was clear from the outset that other people didn't have the same perception about what went on as we did--and it was all blown out of proportion, with shock and some hurt feelings in the mix. We decided to change the venue for the Awards Day movie, just to keep feathers unruffled. The principal wasn't taking sides or admonishing us--just communicating that there was a difference of opinion of how things went. I guess it's a good thing that my backside is ample or I could have come out of the meeting with a little less of it! On second thought...maybe I should have stuck around for more!

The glue on Robin's SWAPS is drying. She helped paint the styrofoam balls--both the basic black of the bird and the red breast. (Thanks to Grandma Judy for helping get the breasts painted.) Robin also put in the beaks all by herself. Grandma Peggy did the messy feathers and glued on the eyes. Mommy Meg printed the labels (that aren't on the birds yet). It was a joint project. With a little help from our friends...

Meg tells me that I have 19 school days left. Funny...I don't feel that close to freedom. Too much to do!

Gotta hit the sack. I need to be up at 5:30 just to be ready to launch by 8:00. Ciao!