Must Have Amplified the Vibes…

This beginning part is gonna sound a bit soppy and cliched – but live with it, OK?  It is, after all, MY diary.  *grins*

As dejected as I felt when I wrote the entry two back about my myriad of woes, I am feeling equally floaty on the clouds today.  I think it was all the love and support you guys sent out.  I mean, really, how could THE POWERS THAT BE ignore all that?

Today my semi-supervisor dropped by.  Semi-supervisor = long story.  She works for the county, not for my school.  Just take my word for it, she has some degree of say-so.  I was not thrilled.  I am cut from a bit of different cloth than the typical "Betty Crocker" home ec teacher and often feel a bit stressed when pressured to conform.  (Not stressed enough to actually conform though.)

HOWEVER, she brought me some salvation. Of the monetary type, no less.  I had still not been paid for some curriculum re-writes I did this past summer – and I should be getting paid for that in the next couple of weeks.  Praise Be!  It’s a nice chunk.  I may get my camera after all – water bill be damned!  (water – dam – quite punny, isn’t it?) 

BUT WAIT – THERE’S MORE!  The re-writes were supposed to be a team effort.  It seems that the other members of the re-write team either did not do their parts or did them partially or poorly.  I have been contracted to re-write the remainder of the 6th grade curriculum.  After that I may be asked to finish the 7/8th grade culinary curriculum as well.  She wants these ready to roll out for the beginning of next school year.  So there is more money coming down the pipe in the near future.  Looks like I won’t have to fight the dogs for the prime peeing spots in the back yard after all.

Another bright spot.  Sis and I DID go to the fair.  It was fun.  The most memorable moment was when I nearly fainted dead away when I saw a man striding through the grounds wearing a LEATHER kilt.  OH MY GAWD.  A leather kilt.  Leather.  Kilt.  The gods are truly good to allow such a thing.  Those of you who have been reading my diary a while may just possibly remember that I have a DEFINATE kilt fetish.  And a LEATHER kilt?  I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.   After pulling myself back together (and my tongue off the ground) Sis and I set about the business of enjoying the fair….even though the threat of rain was ever present.  Actually improved the experience I think because it was not too crowded.

That evening, I got a call from a student who graduated from my school last year and moved back to a very small town in Georgia.  He had only been in Florida for that year.  He was very special to me.  Lots of family hardship and not a pot to piss in…. and yet the best manners and most consistantly cheerful personality I have seen in a long while.  I would often pick him up on the weekend to take him to a friend’s house or pay him to mow my lawn when he needed money to go to the dance or pay his fees for the sports teams he played so well on.  A great kid.  He called me "mom" a lot.  He was in town with his momma and family to visit Grandma and go to the fair.  I went and picked him up.  Chickie and I took him out to eat at Ruby Tuesday’s and caught up and talked.  Then I dropped him off to visit with some of his ‘old’ friends.  I was so happy he had called!!

Then I came home and snuggled into bed for the night….except poor Cassidy.  It was cold and he wanted to sleep on my bed instead of in his.  I was holding the NO line pretty well – cause he needs a bath BAD.  He stinks.  No stinky dogs in MY bed.  But he turned those EYES one me…..

AND I’M NOT TELLING WHETHER I HELD OUT OR GAVE IN!!!!