1 It's Monday!!!
2 Who's down?
3
4 <crickets>
5 Okay, okay.
6 Is there any way in the world that I can't comment about sports?
7
8 Nvm.
9 That means "never mind" in computerese.
10 I would assume nobody wishes to discuss sports this glorious day.
11 Okay.
12 I've a muzzle.
13 I won't.
14
15 I SWEAR it.
16 I won't.
17 Anyone looking'?
18 Moving On, Part One: Rene just said this: "The Walsh years. Best years ever."
19 Hmmmm.
20 What is the diff?
21 <whisper> Integrity.
22 Moving On, Part One: Think it'll rain?
23 fsadfsdsdasdaf.
24 Last week my Dad had a fall and broke his rib and two toes. I spent the weekend with him and am happy to report that he is already out of a wheel chair and insistent on walking and doing his own thing.
25 Of course I was a nervous wreck, because I worry he might get up too fast, etc. But once he got seated and we were able to watch sports and chat, all that went away.
26 We went up the hill and visited Mom. I bought some pretty carnations and placed them nicely. The American flag waved above her.
27 Nice moments. Dad said a prayer and then we headed back to the house.
28 The rest of the time spent was golden.
29 Love my Dad. It was good to see him up, even though I'd feel better if he would stay put.
30 He won't.
31 Tough guy.
32 Moving On, Part Two: I had around six thousand million gazillion papers to grade and brought in several laptops, a Nook, an iPhone, and five or six miscellaneous bags.
33 I'm exaggerating of course, but not by much.
34 Ask any teacher. We have things on different computers. We try putting them on flash drives, but doing
48 -hour care means you can't forget anything.
35 On Friday I had to take all that, six mules and Sherpa from the school to Dad's, which is an hour-and-a half ride on a Friday afternoon.
36 I had ALL that, and then remembered that my main flash drive, the one with the most current stuff on it was sitting on my sink at home.
37 I got there swiftly and safely, found the little fellow and scooted up the highway.
38 Once there I spread my stuff over several rooms, my old bedroom serving as Paper Central. I organized the stacks by period and alphabetized those that weren't already.
39 I set up my own camp in a room right opposite Dad's.
40 And the family room became my office.
41 I don't know if people know that teachers have no real desks. There main desk is their car!
42 Not complaining, mind you. I just think people might be interested in what goes on behind the scenes.
43 The easiest part of teaching is goofing with the students.
44 At around 4 p.m. yesterday I broke everything down, cleaned the entire house, scrubbed down what I could and made it as immaculate as possible for the next shift.
45 I had just given Dad his insulin and cooked his dinner when he wanted to go down the hall to the bathroom.
46
47 I need to follow him without being intrusive so I stayed a few feet behind. He is pretty deaf, so it works if you have CIA training.
48 Just as he reached his room the doorbell rang.
49
50 "Just a second!" I hollered. I was pretty proud that I stayed down the hall to make sure Dad was safe.
51 I put Dad's dinner into the micro (he MUST have his food HOT) got him seated and answered the door.
52
53 An Irish Mary Poppins stood there, bag and all. She had arrived early. I had misunderstood an email my sister sent me that she was already trained and ready to take over.
54 She was charmingly Irish, brogue and all. Her name was Carmel, with the stress on the "Car." I instantly liked her. We chatted, and then I introduced her to Dad, who seemed bewildered.
55 The Niner game had already started, earlier than expected, so he had turned the volume up to 11.
56 That's one better than ten, innit?
57 I brought him his food and then went into the kitchen to get myself a plate. I could hear her chatting away, not knowing that he is pretty deaf.
58 Dad insists we eat with him.
59 He was clearly annoyed, chewing his food slowly while this odd woman kept talking, and he kept saying, "I can't hear you." She got it pretty quickly.
60 She excused herself to the other room, class act. I told her that Dad wants me to eat with him. Mind you, Gayle had already introduced her earlier in the week, but he forgets.
61 This was his fifty-first date.
62 Right before halftime he fell asleep, and I executed an excellent plan.
63 "Dad?" He woke up. "This is a good friend of Gayle's. Her name is Carmel. She's going to be here tonight to make sure you're safe and well."
64 He was instantly charmed. "What flavor are you?" he asked.
65 Ah, all is well. So I lied a bit about her being Gayle's friend. It worked. We chatted through halftime and laughed.
66 I said my goodbyes and cruised home, a nice end to a hectic night.
67 A night in the life.
68 Gottago. See you again. Love you Papa.
69 Peace.
22 Moving On, Part One: Think it'll rain?
23 fsadfsdsdasdaf.
24 Last week my Dad had a fall and broke his rib and two toes. I spent the weekend with him and am happy to report that he is already out of a wheel chair and insistent on walking and doing his own thing.
25 Of course I was a nervous wreck, because I worry he might get up too fast, etc. But once he got seated and we were able to watch sports and chat, all that went away.
26 We went up the hill and visited Mom. I bought some pretty carnations and placed them nicely. The American flag waved above her.
27 Nice moments. Dad said a prayer and then we headed back to the house.
28 The rest of the time spent was golden.
29 Love my Dad. It was good to see him up, even though I'd feel better if he would stay put.
30 He won't.
31 Tough guy.
32 Moving On, Part Two: I had around six thousand million gazillion papers to grade and brought in several laptops, a Nook, an iPhone, and five or six miscellaneous bags.
33 I'm exaggerating of course, but not by much.
34 Ask any teacher. We have things on different computers. We try putting them on flash drives, but doing
48 -hour care means you can't forget anything.
35 On Friday I had to take all that, six mules and Sherpa from the school to Dad's, which is an hour-and-a half ride on a Friday afternoon.
36 I had ALL that, and then remembered that my main flash drive, the one with the most current stuff on it was sitting on my sink at home.
37 I got there swiftly and safely, found the little fellow and scooted up the highway.
38 Once there I spread my stuff over several rooms, my old bedroom serving as Paper Central. I organized the stacks by period and alphabetized those that weren't already.
39 I set up my own camp in a room right opposite Dad's.
40 And the family room became my office.
41 I don't know if people know that teachers have no real desks. There main desk is their car!
42 Not complaining, mind you. I just think people might be interested in what goes on behind the scenes.
43 The easiest part of teaching is goofing with the students.
44 At around 4 p.m. yesterday I broke everything down, cleaned the entire house, scrubbed down what I could and made it as immaculate as possible for the next shift.
45 I had just given Dad his insulin and cooked his dinner when he wanted to go down the hall to the bathroom.
46
47 I need to follow him without being intrusive so I stayed a few feet behind. He is pretty deaf, so it works if you have CIA training.
48 Just as he reached his room the doorbell rang.
49
50 "Just a second!" I hollered. I was pretty proud that I stayed down the hall to make sure Dad was safe.
51 I put Dad's dinner into the micro (he MUST have his food HOT) got him seated and answered the door.
52
53 An Irish Mary Poppins stood there, bag and all. She had arrived early. I had misunderstood an email my sister sent me that she was already trained and ready to take over.
54 She was charmingly Irish, brogue and all. Her name was Carmel, with the stress on the "Car." I instantly liked her. We chatted, and then I introduced her to Dad, who seemed bewildered.
55 The Niner game had already started, earlier than expected, so he had turned the volume up to 11.
56 That's one better than ten, innit?
57 I brought him his food and then went into the kitchen to get myself a plate. I could hear her chatting away, not knowing that he is pretty deaf.
58 Dad insists we eat with him.
59 He was clearly annoyed, chewing his food slowly while this odd woman kept talking, and he kept saying, "I can't hear you." She got it pretty quickly.
60 She excused herself to the other room, class act. I told her that Dad wants me to eat with him. Mind you, Gayle had already introduced her earlier in the week, but he forgets.
61 This was his fifty-first date.
62 Right before halftime he fell asleep, and I executed an excellent plan.
63 "Dad?" He woke up. "This is a good friend of Gayle's. Her name is Carmel. She's going to be here tonight to make sure you're safe and well."
64 He was instantly charmed. "What flavor are you?" he asked.
65 Ah, all is well. So I lied a bit about her being Gayle's friend. It worked. We chatted through halftime and laughed.
66 I said my goodbyes and cruised home, a nice end to a hectic night.
67 A night in the life.
68 Gottago. See you again. Love you Papa.
69 Peace.
~H~
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