- "Mom. Don’t these roller skates make great back-massagers? Don’t they?"
- "Can I kiss my baby? I can’t wait to hold him. Diego, when are you coming out?"
- "I went ahead and got out all my library books for you, Mommy, so that you don’t have to do all the work. You can just read them."
- "I set up all my games for us in the living room, Mommy, so that you can do something fun today."
- "Mom, lay down. I got my roller skates out for you."
Cheyenne has started fresh in the new year with some kick-ass new clothes, shoes, and accessories. She’s somewhat back to her old self; she’s talking to her old friends again and she’s even picked up a few new friends. I’m enjoying it as much as she is, I think, for now, but I won’t be surprised if she goes through another anti-social cycle before the school year’s out. But at least she’ll be stylin’ if she does.
I noticed her school put up a new sign over the holiday. This plain, black-and-white notice is about the size of a speed-limit sign, is placed in a most obscure location and it proclaims to all who exit (not enter, EXIT) the main parking lot "This is a drug-free and a gun-free school". Whew. That was a close one. Because before that sign, I might have accidentally brought drugs or guns on campus. But knowing what I know now, thanks to that sign, I won’t. And I’m just sure it will stop the people that intended to sneak that stuff in right in their tracks. That’ll deter ’em. Geez. Who’s idea was that? Couldn’t that $50 have been better spent on something else? This school is falling apart. There’s not a day that goes by where every toilet in the bathroom overflows…unless you count the days in which there is not water in the building at all, which is about half the time. Could the money have gone to buy a few books for the dinky excuse of a library (seriously, we have more books here at the house than they do at the middle school)? What about some basketballs for the playground? Some actual hoops for the basketball goals? Tether balls for the tether-ball poles? Jump ropes that aren’t kindergarten-size and 50 years old? Air fresheners to help tone down the smell of mold? A gymnasium ceiling that’s not leaking and crumbling?
But I digress…
Shadow hasn’t eaten in the past 24 hours, and seems to have no intention whatsoever of moving from her cozy bed anytime today. When I go to sit with her, she lifts her head and wags her tail…so she can’t feel too bad. I brought her food but she’s not interested, no matter what kind of yummy stuff I mix in with it. She laid around all night last night burping–loud and long–it was weird. And gross. She’s got to get hungry sooner or later…I will keep an eye on the situation.