July 25th, 2008
So. the computer. It’s still not completely fixed, though it has been rebuilt completely from the floor up. Because, you know, it was tore up from the floor up. Haha. Ended up having to get a new hard drive, because the ordered motherboard didn’t support my drives. Good news is, said drives then could be set up in an external drive case, and I was able to recover EVERYTHING. This makes me giddy. There may have been happy squeals of a girlish nature, even.
Unfortunately, said motherboard also doesn’t recognize the internet. So we got an ethernet card - which apparently isn’t Vista compatible.
…so it works - deliciously fast even. But can’t get online. And as 95% of what I do is online… yeah. So he’s still trying to find a card that works and we’ll go from there.
In other news - Guess who passed lvl 3 swimming lessons today? That’s right - the pup is on her way to lvl 4, where they concentrate on all of the individual strokes, and getting the timing down in preparation for the swim team. She’s unofficially on the team - as she can swim the length of the pool on her belly and back, and thats the minimum requirements. Coach wants her to pass lvl 4 too, though, to get that much more of a head start when the season starts in November. Very proud kiddo, she is! And very proud are we, too!
May 16th, 2008
Since this morning’s 8th Grade Farewell, I am now officially the mother of TWO high-schoolers! How the hell does this shit happen? SERIOUSLY?
But I was up and showered and at the school at 8 freakin am this morning (SEE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU, CHILD?) to watch my middle child, my oldest daughter, perform in her final band and choir performances of her Jr. High Career, and to watch her walk across the Transition Stage where the 8th grader becomes the Freshman.
Awwww. (Note the change in ribbon color - from Kosack Purple and Gold to Kardnial Red and Black)
And I’ve a lot of blurry photos to prove it! Mainly because I was too far from the stage - it’d be to easy to put the stage in the center of the gym, right? Right. Harumph.
But, here you go! The Class of 2012! (…o.m.g!)
And the students firmly believe that Transition isn’t complete without the Hug from Summer. Mr. Summer is the favorite teacher - he’s repeatedly asked to give the speech at the farewells - and he ONLY gives hugs at the Farewell. Not ever through the year, only that last day. So, my girl (And most everyone else) got her hug, and feels that she’s now officially graduated.
The difference between my son and daughter during this occasion? My son asked that I stay for the talent show and slide show, and thus I spent the majority of the day with him at the school. The Girl? Shoo’d me off as soon as the cake was eaten! “See ya later mom, ya don’t have to stay!” and off she ran with her gaggle of girlfriends! Harumph. Kids.
