If there is really a previous life I must of been really baaaaaaaaaaaad and my hubby really good(ha).  He finally gets called back to work (a contractor for the R.R.).  On one hand I'm glad cuz poverty is no place I want to be.  On the other hand, I get really green with jealousy cuz he gets to go for weeks at a time while I get to raise the chillun all by myself(we live with my parents, whole other issue).  Now he gets to go to Reno, Nevada while I freeze my buttooey this winter.  Why God, why.  Bad Karma apples!!!  I have come to the point though that payin bills is far better and having to "suck it up once again" for the betterment of humanity, well at least our little world of humanity.  Show me dah money....  Owe no man but love, I tried... It seems the collection deptartment doesn't appreciate my love. 

My Dear Cosmo-Nuts:  The County Newspaper wouldn't print my "letter to the editor" because I wanted to remain anonymous.  I live in a  itsy bitsy town where my parents also reside and my 4 children attend the School of the Incompetent.  Trying to protect them from backlash.  So I came up with a rendition of "I Can See Clearly Now".  Wouldn't ya know it, even though I put my name on it they stillllllllllllll didn't print it.  Talk about censorship.  So my rocketbuddies you can humm to the song and read it...

I can see clearly now the money's gone

I can see a tax referendum on its way

Gone are the funds, they're hard to find

So it's gonna be a high, high, high taxation

day

I think the school board has failed us now

And now we are bankrupt

They take out more loans something to fear

Here now is unbelievable interest we're

paying for

It's gonna be a high, high, high taxation day

Look all around there's nothing left, families

strugglin to get by

Look at the salaries and free medical yet

teachers complain

Wausaukee School District is being drained

It's on the brink of being dissolved

Is anyone really thinking of the children

Its gonna be a sad, sad, sad day if they

close in May.

And it's gonna be a high, high, high

taxation day. And we all will pay, pay,

pay because over the years the school board

didn't say, "NO WAY"!!!

 

Ok, so I need helllllllllllllllllp.  Any suggestion on some really good on-line elementary, jr. high courses.  I'm planning on blasting off in January.  I'll need to connect to the mother ship real soon....

Can ya hear me now?!

For the last several months I have been attending what they call "The School Board Meeting". I think it was a minomer. It really is a casting for the "Wizard of Oz". There is the Wizard hiding behind a curtain, a tinman without a heart, a scarecrow without a brain, and a cowardly lion. And of course we can't forget the flying monkeys. I won't mention the witch because that might offend someone, well okay we'll call it the teachers union. What I thought would be a exercise of my civic duty in being informed and involved became a muscle pull of brain power trying to keep myself from screaming out in agony at witnessing such incompetence to the nth degree. I wanted to knock on the door of their consciousness and say "Helloooo, anybody home"? After Wednesday's annual budget meeting I am convinced I am not going insane. I at first thought it was just a insulin induced hallucination when people around me also witnessed the scarecrow answering his cell phone while poor Mr. Wickman from Kansas, er, I mean Wausaukee was trying to give his presentation. The scarecrow (who surprised us with a very rare cameo appearance) proceeded to loudly converse with a very important person, perhaps George Soros (it must have been about car insurance). The loud conversation lasted several minutes drowning out Mr. Wickman. For those who are hearing challenged like myself because of years of YAK (yelling at kids) damage, this became tremendously difficult to focus because of course we are all ADD (Adults Deciphering Delusions). It was at that point I knew our educational system was truly in shambles. The scarecrow obviously wasn't taught common courtesy or even how to conduct oneself in public meetings. Oh, I have to tattle. Mr. Worthy (did I spell it right!) and Mr. Taylor also were not taught these valuable lessons either. They too had to loudly babble while others were speaking. I think we ought to give them a check mark and make them stay 5 minutes longer. Since we are slicing and dicing our educational system like a hyper Julia Child, why don't we plan a fundraiser so that in Kindergarten the children are taught the fundamentals of cell phone etiquette and how to conduct oneself in a public meeting. Let's gather all the loose bricks from the old school (which has now collapsed and waiting for some child to be seriously injured or even killed). We'll put the names of the architect of our grand "Lil Lambeau" football field on them and sell them for a dollar. If enough are sold maybe we can pull ourselves out of the FDD (financial disaster dump). I have to say the most telling of the scarecrows conversation was the comment, "Oh, it won't be long, I'll be done real soon"(paraphrased). You're right Mr. Scarecrow. This school's survival is on its last gasp and because of the sheer greed, incompetence, and apathy, it won't be long now and you and the rest of the Board will be done. I am now starting a new organization, MAIT and MEOW. MAIT-Mothers Against Incompetent Teachers and MEOW-Mothers Enraged Over Waste. Please keep my name anonymous, I'm not that stupid, I was edu-medicated in Wausaukee School District!!!

 

Blast off to Janet's Planet, a place far better than Uranus.  I promise you that I will not ask anyone to send a love gift or sow any seeds of moola less than 1 million euros.  If anyone gets uptight please get off the rocket cuz you're weighing us down with religious deadweight.  This ride is exclusivley for those who feel like they need a lil power boost to endure the realities of life.  Don't ya think Jesus has a sense of humor?!  He picked 12 men (oh, guys don't get your undies in a bundle!).  Now that I've got your attention won't you come explore the world of satirical reality with me.  You may find that you really are insane.  That's okay because I've got first class tickets for you.  You can even have the seat by the window.

Disclaimer:  This blog does not intend to offend all, maybe most, if not some.  If you find yourself having a total loss of humor, one out of ten doctors somewhere highly recommends to eat dark chocloate, drink red wine, and watch "Oprah".   I know it makes me feel better...