Friday, January 11, 2008

trying week/Happy birthday, Robin!

First let me say Happy Birthday to my fellow blogger and dear, dear friend of many years, Robin. We have celebrated many of her birthdays together, one of the most memorable being her 21st....where we shared a 2-liter bottle of Purple Passion and swore we were going to go on a road trip to Graceland the next day. I can't believe it has been 14 years since then! It feels like yesterday! Happy birthday, Tat, and know how very much I love and appreciate you!

It has been a rough week around here. Today was equally as draining, if not more so, than the rest of the days. Today, we had mad parents putting homeade t-shirts on their children supporting the disgruntled employee, and then pitching fits on teachers and the principal. We had picketers. Basically we had a bunch of redneck parents who know very little of what they speak showing themselves today. But it still brings anxiety and frustration. Hopefully, this will be the end of it.

This hasn't done much for my poor sensitive stomach, as you can imagine. I haven't been this thankful for a weekend in a while.

I do hate that someone is more than likely going to lose her job, but I know that she was given many chances to redeem herself. I really hate that her replacement and our principal have been given such a hard time. And I hate that our students have had to see adults acting in such an ugly manner.

TGIF--and I do truly THANK the Lord!


Robin said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!!!!!!!!! It has meant so much to me to have you in my life. Can't wait till we meet next week. What on earth is going on?

Misty said...

Happy Birthday to your dear friend!
It is truly a sad day when parents stoop to identifying with their childish side... I am sure I have had my moments too, but I try to stay aware that I have a child (and nieces and nephews) who need my adult behavior.
Hang in there... I imagine this does make it tough for you.

Missy @ It's Almost Naptime said...

Ugh. I used to teach so I know all about that type of drama.

I always wondered why God led me into such female dominated professions. I love women....but. The drama, oh, the drama. It gets so tiresome.