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Got myself and three boys up, dressed, fed, and out the door at 7 this morning. Started a load of towels before I left, too. Took boys to school and dropped them off at early care. Drove to my work and arrived at 7:35. Logged on to my computer and emailed a colleague at another school with a question about an upcoming choral festival. Typed out a worksheet for my students (a self-review of their concert). Ran downstairs for a faculty meeting at 8. Before the meeting, I cornered one of the secretaries to ask how I get a check drawn on my choir account to pay for the entry fee for the above-mentioned choral festival. Cornered our media specialist to let her know that my computer's dvd player is not working, and I need it to work because the recording of last week's concert is on dvd and I want the kids to be able to watch it. She says she'll come up to my room later. Sat through the faculty meeting, which was mostly a recap of student-led conferences, which were last week. All discussion was totally irrelevant to me because I don't have a homeroom 
and thus had no conference responsibilities. Meeting lasted until 8:25. Ran upstairs to greet my boys' choir. Got them started on their worksheets while the media specialist worked on (and fixed!) my dvd player. Worked on the online entry form for the choral festival while my boys watched the concert and worked on their self-review. Announced to the boys who had been chosen from their class for the festival. Gave each of those boys a form to be filled out by their parents and returned. Basically the same thing happened in my next two classes. I left school at 11:15 and headed to the post office to mail my niece's bday present (her bday is *today* 
) and then headed back to the boys' school to pick up DS #3. He was just finishing lunch, so I got him packed up and we went to the grocery store. I drove through McD's 
after grocery shopping (about 1:00 by now) and although I was starving, I practiced some restraint and got a hamburger Happy Meal and a Coke. I gave DS#3 the fries and the kiddie drink, and I ate the burger and drank my Coke on the way home. Got home, put away groceries, and put the load of towels in the dryer. Tried to get DS #3 interested in playing in his room.....no dice. Checked in here, then worked for about an hour on a paper for a grad course. Left to go back to the boys' school to run the gifted program. DS#3 was excited because he was getting to go, too, even though he isn't in 1st grade (the cut off). Our theme this month has been building and construction, so I supervised a classroom of 30 kids, grades 1-8, who were working with legos, coin-struction kits, and marble towers. That was over at 4:00, and after making sure the last kid was picked up or in extended care, the boys and I left for home at about 4:15. I could tell that DS #2 was feeling down. He has a tooth abscess, and will be getting his tooth pulled tomorrow after a month-long saga and two rounds of antibiotics......all of it stemming from a filling in a baby tooth! 
He has been worrying about getting the tooth pulled, and he also had a substitute today that he didn't like, AND he had some math that he didn't understand. I held him on my lap and we talked it out......but I could only give him about 20 minutes before I had to get everyone back in the car to take DS#1 to bball practice......he should have just brought his stuff with him this morning, but we all forgot, so back in the car we go. DS#1 was excited because it was the first practice of the season. On the way, I paged DH, who I hadn't spoken to all day, to see if he thought he would be able to pick up DS#1 after practice at 6:30. I was reminded that he is involved with a group interview of an office manager candidate starting at 5:30, and that he has a meeting at church at 7:00. So, no can do. I drop DS#1 off at school and go back home. I read a magazine for 20 minutes, then start making dinner while listening to DS#2 practice piano. I put a casserole in the oven at 6:25 and rush out the door (with the other two boys) to pick up DS#1 and his friend, who I said I would take home. I drop the other boy off at his house and start stressing about if the oven timer is going off yet. I page DH, hoping he is home changing clothes and will take the casserole out of the oven for me. He calls back and is on his way home, too, although closer than I am. He says he will take it out for me. DH and I also discuss that at this point in our lives, we really need to NOT make other committments on weeknight evenings. Luckily, we are in agreement on this one. The boys and I get home in time to kiss DH goodbye. DS#1 sets the table and we sit down to eat. I clean up the kitchen while the younger two get ready for bed. I clip their nails and tuck them in at 8:00, and check on how DS#1 is doing on his homework. He finishes up as I am picking up the aftermath of the evening, and I let him read for a while. I just tucked him in at 8:30, and after I get off of the computer, I have plans to grade some papers, do a sudoku puzzle or two, and read a little bit more of my magazine. DH should be home any minute.
I'm tired.
Sally
and thus had no conference responsibilities. Meeting lasted until 8:25. Ran upstairs to greet my boys' choir. Got them started on their worksheets while the media specialist worked on (and fixed!) my dvd player. Worked on the online entry form for the choral festival while my boys watched the concert and worked on their self-review. Announced to the boys who had been chosen from their class for the festival. Gave each of those boys a form to be filled out by their parents and returned. Basically the same thing happened in my next two classes. I left school at 11:15 and headed to the post office to mail my niece's bday present (her bday is *today* ) and then headed back to the boys' school to pick up DS #3. He was just finishing lunch, so I got him packed up and we went to the grocery store. I drove through McD's after grocery shopping (about 1:00 by now) and although I was starving, I practiced some restraint and got a hamburger Happy Meal and a Coke. I gave DS#3 the fries and the kiddie drink, and I ate the burger and drank my Coke on the way home. Got home, put away groceries, and put the load of towels in the dryer. Tried to get DS #3 interested in playing in his room.....no dice. Checked in here, then worked for about an hour on a paper for a grad course. Left to go back to the boys' school to run the gifted program. DS#3 was excited because he was getting to go, too, even though he isn't in 1st grade (the cut off). Our theme this month has been building and construction, so I supervised a classroom of 30 kids, grades 1-8, who were working with legos, coin-struction kits, and marble towers. That was over at 4:00, and after making sure the last kid was picked up or in extended care, the boys and I left for home at about 4:15. I could tell that DS #2 was feeling down. He has a tooth abscess, and will be getting his tooth pulled tomorrow after a month-long saga and two rounds of antibiotics......all of it stemming from a filling in a baby tooth! He has been worrying about getting the tooth pulled, and he also had a substitute today that he didn't like, AND he had some math that he didn't understand. I held him on my lap and we talked it out......but I could only give him about 20 minutes before I had to get everyone back in the car to take DS#1 to bball practice......he should have just brought his stuff with him this morning, but we all forgot, so back in the car we go. DS#1 was excited because it was the first practice of the season. On the way, I paged DH, who I hadn't spoken to all day, to see if he thought he would be able to pick up DS#1 after practice at 6:30. I was reminded that he is involved with a group interview of an office manager candidate starting at 5:30, and that he has a meeting at church at 7:00. So, no can do. I drop DS#1 off at school and go back home. I read a magazine for 20 minutes, then start making dinner while listening to DS#2 practice piano. I put a casserole in the oven at 6:25 and rush out the door (with the other two boys) to pick up DS#1 and his friend, who I said I would take home. I drop the other boy off at his house and start stressing about if the oven timer is going off yet. I page DH, hoping he is home changing clothes and will take the casserole out of the oven for me. He calls back and is on his way home, too, although closer than I am. He says he will take it out for me. DH and I also discuss that at this point in our lives, we really need to NOT make other committments on weeknight evenings. Luckily, we are in agreement on this one. The boys and I get home in time to kiss DH goodbye. DS#1 sets the table and we sit down to eat. I clean up the kitchen while the younger two get ready for bed. I clip their nails and tuck them in at 8:00, and check on how DS#1 is doing on his homework. He finishes up as I am picking up the aftermath of the evening, and I let him read for a while. I just tucked him in at 8:30, and after I get off of the computer, I have plans to grade some papers, do a sudoku puzzle or two, and read a little bit more of my magazine. DH should be home any minute.I'm tired.
Sally
. There's a hidden 3rd row of seats and the colors they come in are really nice!
Wow, your all so productive! Don't shoot me! DH and I just got back from mexico - which was awesome- and dh is still on vacation.
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