oh god christly jesus NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

link from the lovely reannon, who also thinks this is a horrifyingly bad idea: four day school week proposed.

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO FUCK NO.

(this is the podmommies. i just know it. this was proposed by some freaky mother who waits on tenterhooks for their little darlings to come home so they can live life again.)

oh god no no no. such a horrifyingly BAD IDEA.

every time something like this happens - when they talk about making these wonderful changes to the school week or year or what have you - I have to fight down terror that this means i'll never manage to get actual work done because some parent somewhere with no reason for living unless their little angel is stapled to their hip starts pulling this kind of crap.

(yes, it is an irrational fear. i know that. as much as i still don't want to go to therapy tomorrow, i'll probably go, and eventually it'll get around to this stuff. that's going to be fun. i keep telling myself that they're not going to use the same immersion therapy they do on things like spider phobias.

probably.

i hope.)

(god, standard cognitive behavioral therapy doesn't work on me. i've tried. and failed. many times. augh.)

also, here's an awesome link about the success of the international polar year which was 2008. there's some great sidebar links about antarctica. i'll be here with my heating pad and my intensely sore joints quietly panicking over this four day school week crap.

addendum

re: my last post on four day school weeks, copypasted from a comment to reannon (i should have put this there, but i forgot to):

what worries me is this:
i went into sean's classroom last time i was at the school and there was a calendar by the door. sean's column was suspiciously blank, so i wondered why, and looked at the other kids' columns:
something was written in pretty much every square, some external therapy that was in the morning or afternoon or in some cases the entire day of weekly scheduled absence times - times that the child in question was leaving early/coming in late/had a recurring absence because of some external therapy session.
that plus this is kind of terrifying. sped moms have a higher chance than usual to become supermoms because their kids are already higher-maintenance than neurotypical ones. at least in my experience (which is admittedly limited.)

not to mention our district is having to close schools and cut back programs to balance the education budget.

it could be nothing, obviously. but this is why i'm more scared than not.

(and again, this is why they call it an irrational fear. the worst of it is that i KNOW i'm being irrational and feel stupid and scared at the same time. oh god i really don't want to go to therapy tomorrow, even though it's obvious that i need it, i still don't WANT it.)

assorted box

so:
i was feeling lousy and fretting over the school thing, so i went out. it was raining, which kind of sucked, but it wasn't too bad, and i took the wheelchair to the local fabric shop and bought the things to make a hat. (yes, really, i do know how to sew, although i'm rusty at it. i took a 'fashion arts' class in high school. try not to laugh, anyone who has seen the way i dress, mk? it was fun. we learned how to paint those model-figures and sewing and we listened to a hell of a lot of Air Supply because the teacher was into Slow Sad Sappy Songs. (that's what she called them.)
eta: this is the hat pattern: i'm making the second one (the skullcap). her patterns are ADORABLE (and some on the website are free, from the looks of things)

anyway, it's a cute bucket hat type thing. reversible. since gizmometer helped me break in the sewing machine, i should be able to do this.

then i went next door, to babeland. (you wish you live here.) they were playing Radiohead, which gives them +50 coolness points: there's something strangely satisfying about poking around the store, surrounded by toys of all sizes and colors and lots of leather things hanging on the back wall, sniffing lubricant samples and rocking out to Radiohead. (the album was OK Computer. Stellar choice.)

then i came home and hung out for a while, and my awesome girlfriend sent me a Real Letter (<3!) and i had this amazingly awesome idea that requires PAINT SAMPLE CARDS. (i love those things.) so i have to go out when the boy (larger) gets home and can watch the boy (smaller).

many clickies today! these are brought to you mostly by foxestacado (who once again has sent some really awesome stuff) and dolphingirl (who is generally excellent.). they surprisingly have a marine-life focus today.

first tennis elbow, now playstation palm.

scientists solve mystery of deep sea fish with tubular eyes and transparent head. (another example of truth being stranger than fiction. seriously, this fish is amazing.)

771 pound stingray caught in Thailand

fish fossil clue to origin of sex.

girl born without legs gets prosthetic mermaid tail. OMFG. seriously. *flails*

boy is coming home early, in part so i can get paint sample cards. i loff him. <3

also: the new pornographers are kind of like Canada's version of Yes.

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