I’m not blogging. I don’t have anything to say. It’s just been too long and too rough a day.
But. FYI, it’s indecent how easy it is for kids to learn the “forward roll bounce up with a blow” move on the purple belt test. Hope tried and tried to show me how today, and she just couldn’t understand why Mommy couldn’t get it.
Ow.
The district has added yet another thing I need to get done “As Soon As Possible.” Like I was filing my nails till now.
Supposedly they’re shipping a thousand drenched souls from New Orleans to Tucson, and we may well get some of those kids. If the reports have it right, and this could have been prevented–God, I hope some heads roll. Every time I start to follow the news, I have to go away again or start screaming in rage. You can’t tell me we couldn’t have responded better. You can’t tell me that. This is America, damn it.
If what we’ve done for New Orleans is the best we can do–what the hell are we so proud of?