I don't think I've ever been in a lower point in my life than telling my only beloved child that we were going to study the wonderful world of Algebra from the bottom up. I'm not even sure he completely understands long division. However. My mother taught me a valuable lesson; misery is halved if you are making someone else miserable doing the same thing. I am going to try that, because no one should wake up from nightmares about differentiation and a horrible slo-mo moment where there were a million problems that I had to solve with a broken pencil.
Also, time stopped today, because I swear it's been ten days since I woke up this morning.
Welcome to my crazy. Next, drowning in the rain? Fact or fiction? Its' raining now. Let us see.
Also, my sympathy to those north of Austin. Wow, who saw snowstorms, eh? Not me! But if its any consolation, my youngest sister is among you up there and trapped. Wait. That's consolation to me. She sends sad pictures of acres of (feet of) snow-covered ground while groups of them marvel from porches at the wondrous stuff. Any minute now I expect an update from them telling us "WE TOUCHED IT AND IT WAS COLD! WHAT SHIT IS THIS?" because her friends are special.
I have one cookie left.
