Today in class is the HTML test. I feel comfortable with the coding, but I also know I forget things, like </body> or whatever I need to remember to close. Maybe by writing that I will remember. I am also kind of fuzzy on tables.... I've been trying to make notes and study, but my nine-year old has no school today--it is parent teacher conferences. I let him sleep in as long as possible, but at 10 am he woke up. By 11am I was ready to tie him up and lock in in garage (not that I would really do that) EL Jay is a very in your face, active, high energy kid..... At 11:30 am I found out my baby sitter for him had fallen thru (His 24-year old brother, Spencer, had said he would watch him, but he picked up hours at work and ADIOS... he was gone!) AND... 15-minutes ago (about 12:15) El Jay wandered into my office to mark his chores off his list--which he had with him in the kitchen, but you know, any excuse to get in Mom's face. My 17-year old son had just stopped in the office to ask me about how to fill out a job application and was also distracting me, when El Jay reached from behind me to get a pencil and he knocked over my glass of water (normally I only use water bottles in my work areas, but why, why why I was using a glass, I have no clue.) The water landed on a pile of stuff that was sitting next to the desk. Mostly stuff to file, some garbage, my Journal from the Swiss trip, a water color my sister made of me and Spencer (only it looks more like her and Shawn) Yeah.... stuff is getting wet. Now he is sitting there cleaning up, but examining every piece of paper before he moves it elsewhere.... he has an on-going commentary going. Right this second I have totally had enough and... deep breath here, Tina. Just be calm and send him out of the room.
This is my life. Lots of distraction, but lots of hugs and love, too. Being a single mom is a huge challenge. Oh no.... BRB. I just heard something crash in the kitchen.
I always include a picture. This is for today. The watercolor that got wet. I scanned it, but the scanner bed is too small for the size of the painting. This isn't one of Sylvia's best pictures, but I treasure what I have. Sylvia died nine-years ago.
This is Sylvia 16-years ago after her son was born.
The last two images are of EL Jay. Both taken by me in January. The first one was taken at Tingley Beach. He was leaning over the railing looking down into the water. I was standing next to him. The wavy look was created by the water. It has a dreamy abstract look.
Time to try to get back to my notes. El Jay just came in here to ask if
he could go to the bathroom.... I gave him a hug and let him walk thru
this room to the bathroom. He could have used one of three bathrooms in
this house, but I didn't remind him of that.
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