NEW DAY; NEW DIET

Well, I just have to say how proud I am of my Boy.  He not only got his recognition for April’s Student of the Month award last night, but also and award for Outstanding Achievement in Social Studies.  (Something that had his Dad also beaming.)  Not bad for a kid they wanted to kick out of Kindergarten.  I was almost as tickled at the giant hugs we got afterward.  I have to say that’s one of my favorite things about the Boy.  He’s not afraid to hug his family in public.  (It might be adding to his Geek factor, but with two more years of High School left, I’d rather he have attributes that will serve him as an adult.)

It was funny watching these kids - all the underclassmen - go up for their awards.  There were the one or two showboaters, and the handful of overachievers (a 4.09 grade average?  Really?), but for the most part there were students getting subtle kudos like my kid.  A few looked embarassed that they had to participate in the fuss (hoodie-wearing, skinny-jeaned, Emos) but for the most part all the girls dressed alike (long peasant blouse over capri leggings with ballet flats/flip flops) and all the boys dressed alike (dress pants/kahki’s, dress shirt over tee and/or tie).  The girls were all twig thin and the boys were all tall and gangly - except the ones that were short and stocky and the ones getting the phys ed awards.  I thought often that I was glad I wasn’t competing with these girls in high school.  Jiminy, someone get that girl a cracker!

There was one standout boy.  A tall, long-haired blond wearing a short sleeved, pinstriped shirt - tails out - with a white tie over khaki board shorts and flip flops.  I leaned over to husband and said, “Spicoli?”.  Too funny.

Mercifully, it went quickly and wasn’t too boring.

This just in…

My foot is better today.  Yesterday I could barely walk and today I’m managing to limp only a little.  God, doesn’t it seem like I’m falling apart?  I don’t know whether the cause of the pain is a heel spur - something that plagues me sometimes - or “Fred” pressing on the nerve in my back.  I’m tending to think the latter only because it’s worse this week for no apparent reason and then better for no apparent reason.

I got my new glasses.  I was right when I thought there was a problem with my left after Lasik.  It was over corrected, so now I need glasses for reading and computer work.  And for looking cute.  The Boy still hasn’t had his come in yet and he was almost blind!  I’m kind of concerned… (But imagine what he can do when he can see!)

Trying to get Boy started on finding a job.  In past years that wouldn’t be too much of a problem.  We live in a pretty commercial area with lots of fast food eateries and stores about, but in the current economy he’ll be competing with adults trying to put food on the table and keep up their mortgages.  At least the soul-devouring process of applying for work will strengthen him.

Speaking of mortgages:  Yes, I did get spam from my last entry and, No, there will be no refi at this time.  It seems that the value of said home has fallen enough to make it impossible to reduce our monthly payment.  We’ll try again in about a year.  (At least this time I did the math before I paid the fees!  Der.) 

Okay.  It’s lunch time.  Must go.