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Three and a half weeks! That's how long it's been. Too long to not have written anything. I am ashamed of myself! Well, maybe not really ashamed, but I have missed writing. Things always seem so busy and by the end of the day I am exhausted and have interest in sitting in front of a computer any longer. It's not like the old days where I could spend 4 hours writing during my work shift. I actually work during my entire workday now. What a concept. I also stress a lot about how irritating some people can be. The people who come in on Monday and then call on Wednesday and say their antibiotic that they picked up on Tuesday hasn't helped yet... what should they do? Or the people who have to come in right this moment even though they haven't bothered to follow up with anything in nearly 2 years... because they have a bit of a cough for the last couple of days. I mean, really people? Doctors are not miracle works and medication is not a pill to save the world. Let everyone, and everything, do their jobs the way they should. Our availability doesn't fit around your work schedule but you are soooo sick? Well I guess you will have to leave early. I honestly do not know what people expect. I have never had to deal with this many nut jobs since I worked at a kids store in a mall during the holidays 10 years ago. It's insane. BUT things are finally starting to sink in with everyone with the new computer system, even if it means there is an hour wait almost all day. We are starting to see progress.

Other progress? Little Miss! I am so proud of her. She is doing great in almost everything and if she keeps things up like this for the rest of the quarter, I really think she has a shot at Honor Roll! What a difference from failing. She's getting grades in the 80s, 90s, and 100s on projects and exams. She's only brought home 2 grades in the 70s, and they were both above a 75. She has gotten 2 failing grades in math, but only because she didn't follow the proper procedure on how to solve the problem; she got the answers correct, but she did it her own way. She's started going to extra help after and before school on some days. She did lie and sneak to drama club last week instead of coming here when a social studies extra help session was supposedly cancelled. But her mom told her she could go, even though her dad told her she couldn't. But she is doing really well and feeling great about herself.

With the holidays just around the corner, less than 3 weeks away, I have to finish making gifts, take the kids holiday picture, write and send all of the holiday cards, wrap all of the gifts we've got, and bake. Because what is a holiday season without baking? At least for me. There is not enough time for everything. There just simply isn't. I promised I would start early this year and it didn't happen. And I haven't done a damn thing with making kids clothes. It makes me so mad at myself.

My fiance is signed up to start culinary school at the end of January. With it brings a lot of financial stress and the stress of actually putting Gene in daycare. I hate the idea, but we don't have a choice. I know it would be good for him, but am so nervous about it. But in the long run, it will be worth it. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. The school offers job placement, so when he graduates, he will get a good job - much better than working at a beer store. YAY!

The Bean is just getting bigger and smarter as each day goes by. He always amazes me. My fiance keeps saying he wants to get him a hair cut. Which would be his first one ever - he's 2 years and 2 months old. I just can't picture him with short hair. And I really don't want to. I love his hair long. But the truth is, it's getting dry on the ends and it gets in his face a lot. I will probably cry more when he gets his hair cut than when he gets his shots (which is really not at all, but still).

Sigh, I must jet. But I will write more soon (I hope).

Thanks for reading!
Peace & Love,
Emily