Incidents and accidents

Heather: “Hey honey, want to go hang-gliding in Tucson while we’re out there?”
John: “I realise that hang-gliding is a long time dream of yours, but there’s no fucking way you’re getting me in the air with nothing but a kite to hold my ass up.”

Three days ago, I planted Morning Glory seeds in Jiffy Peat Pellets. Today, I had to re-plant them in something larger because they’ve already sprouted like crazy. Augh! It’s February! I can’t plant anything outside for another month at least. I keep forgetting that they grow so fast. They’re going to be huge in a week! The hummingbirds don’t get here for another month either, so it’s not like I’m in any hurry to get them out. I need to remember next year to start them later or just plant them righ tin the ground instead of the peat things. I planted some Blue Bedder Salvia in the peat pots today. They should grow much slower.

1. Put out the 12 Artline flower feeders my mother got me.
2. Move two trellises, one to front one to back. - DONE
3. Plant 3000+ Scarlet Sage Salvia seeds. - 1/3 DONE
4. Buy and plant some Morning glory on one trellis. - Bought and planted in peat pots.
5. Buy and plant some Cardinal Vine on the other trellis. - Bought and planted in peat pots.
6. Refill all feeders
7. Borrow some pruning shears to chop-chop the dead juniper. - DONE
8. Buy another fushia for the hanging basket.

My Personal Dna Report # Your imagination, confidence, willingness to explore, and appreciation of beauty make you a CREATOR.# You are independent, and you enjoy your self-sufficiency.
#Defying convention, you are very innovative, and you have a vivid imagination.
#The look of things is important to you, and you have a keen eye for aesthetic beauty in multiple arenas.
#You have a strong interest in what is new and exciting—and that includes forging ahead with new ideas, not simply discovering what is already out there.

Well, it’s nearing the end of February. That means…. a little under a month until hummingbirds arrive back here! I’m trying not to get overly excited, but I’m mostly failing at that. To do:

1. Put out the 12 Artline flower feeders my mother got me.
2. Move two trellises, one to front one to back.
3. Plant 3000+ Scarlet Sage Salvia seeds.
4. Buy and plant some Morning glory on one trellis.
5. Buy and plant some Cardinal Vine on the other trellis.
6. Refill all feeders
7. Borrow some pruning shears to chop-chop the dead juniper.
8. Buy another fushia for the hanging basket.

I know not many of you go through the photo albums on a regular basis. If I don’t put it up on the main page, no one sees it. To that end:

Christine moved: 98 photos.

I played with school toys: 1 photo.

Stephen and John and I flew kites: 1 photo.

John smiled: 1 photo.

http://surbercontinued.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-cannot-help-but-laugh.html

This video is sure to make you laugh. I promise.

Update on the job thing: She just called back. 5 mintues of “Oh, I’m sorry, but we have to follow policy on this.. etc” means that I no longer work for Cornerstone. 7 months of working through cold and stomach viruses, only to be undone by a single missed phone message. The kids love me, but it’s not about the kids is it? The parents of these kids will probably never know the real truth. I’ve seen Boss lie to other parents, point blank. I’ve seen her give them trumped-up stories of how so-and-so just stopped coming to work.. blah blah, but i know it’s because she told so-and-so that she could have a day off (the only day she had) to get her insurance in order, then told her she’d have to be in anyway. I’m sure she’s telling the parents of my kids and my coworkers that I just stopped calling and showing up one day and that she never heard a thing about it ever again. I have all of their e-mails and could give them all the truth, but it’s a personal matter, not really suited to be aired about like that.

I woke up yesterday morning and walked into the living room to see something I’ve never seen before. The cat IN the mouse cage. You may remember that I have but one remaining mouse alive out of the four that Trinny gifted me with over a year ago. The other three have been lost to old age. So here’s my beloved Stumpy, her whole ass on one of the floors in the cage, paws in the paper chips at the bottom of the cage, looking at me with eyes the size of saucers. I yell “What the crap are you doing?” and she tries her best to get her butt out of the cage without killing herself. Just then, I notice a tiny little mouse tail dissapear under the couch. Oh, brilliant.
The next hour consisted of me with a towel, a flashlight and some crackers to try and lure the poor paniced mouse from her spot under the couch. I finally cornered her and grabbed her with a towel and put her back in the cage. She was very happy to be back in familiar surroundings. As I shut the cage door, The Stump wanders in and looks at me as if to ask “Hey, you look awful. What have you been doing?”

So, while I’ve been laying bed all week with the Flu, it seems that I’ve also been busy getting myself fired. Here’s a timeline:

Saturday: Begin to show symptoms. Spend evening in bed.
Sunday: Begin fever. it goes from 99 to 101.5 over the course of the day. I called my boss to let her know i wouldn’t be in on Monday, that i likely had the Flu.
Monday: More fever. from 101 to 103.
Tuesday: 5am, call boss again. Leave a message on her phone saying that I won’t be in the rest of the week because no one else needs to be sick either. Spend whole day in bed with fever of 103.
Wednesday: near delirious with high fever, dreams about magic and never being well again.
Thursday: fever finally down, can get out of bed and eat. 11:50pm, receive message on my phone dated Tuesday at 9:18am. Boss’s message is frantic, wondering where I am. It seems she didn’t get my message Tuesday at 5am!
Today: call Boss. She’s highly angry with me. School policy says that employees are to call in DAILY or it’s grounds for termination (in retrospect, I should have called to make sure she got the message, but I figured she’d surely call me to see how I was doing anyway).

Calling daily is a new thing to me. When i worked for The UPS Store, he told us to call in and let him now how long we’d be gone. That it was annoying for him to take daily phone calls. I mean, the more warning, the better, right? So, I spend 45 minutes on the phone explaining what had happened and why I hadn’t called.. etc. She says she’ll have to talk it over with her Boss and let me know if I still have a job on Monday. She seems to think that I’m easily the type of person who’d just run off and jump into another job and abandon her, which isn’t the case at all. If she thinks that, then so do my other co-workers by this point, so I’m not even sure if I’d WANT to go back if I had a job on Monday. By this point, the kids’ parents surely think me some awful child-abandoning teacher and would rather see someone else in there as well. This may even be some trumped-up excuse to get me out of the school just because they’ve been having ’some problems’ with my non-Christianness. Grrr. I just don’t know what’ll happen.