Car-less, but only for a little while!

So, for the past 24 days, I have lived and breathed this whole car ordeal. First it was to get the car fixed, then it was to have it looked at to have it totalled, then it was sending off all the paperwork to have it totalled...I have cried, buckets, over this whole deal. Not because I'm some nut-case (some of you keep your comments to yourself, hehehe) but because I've never had the pleasure of a car accident before. Then, kind of the top it all, I had a tire on my G-pa's car go out on me on the way to school. I sat there and thought, "Okay, God, please tell me this is all there is to this!" Yes, again, tears this morning. Not because I was mad, but because I was ready for this whole thing to be the "speck on the windshield" in my life as my Dad keeps saying. Anyway, to make a long story short (too late!), I BOUGHT A CAR!

I am so jazzed! I ordered an Atomic Metallic Blue Honda Civic Sedan! I am so pumped, I'm like a kid at Christmas! Now, of course, I need to wait 2 weeks for it to come in, and I am sitting here not quite sure how I'm getting to work in the morning, but, at least there's now a light at the end of this tunnel! Yippee! Yeah, it doesn't take much to make us teachers happy, does it?

In other news, I got a new kid today. He is labeled Autistic, so I'm not really sure how this is all gonna go, but I like the kid. He's polite and well-behaved, and seems really on the ball. Of course, I expect the honeymoon period, as we educators call it, to wear off, but today was okay.

Tomorrow we start our standardized testing. I dread this week at school. We act as if we're all pumped about just because we don't want the kids to feel the pressure we do, and it wears me out. However, it's just 6 days, so it will be over before we know it.

Finally, I have an intersting story for ya. I tutor an autistic kid after school three days a week, and I really love this kid. I mean, autistic kids are special just because they're so different from others. They don't have the social skills and cues down that we do, you have to literally teach them everything. So, we're sitting there today, and discussing this kid Nate that Jay (autistic-boy) is so taken by. Truthfully, little Jay is taken by anything that is Rated R or Mature, as he's sucked into videos and games pretty hard. Yeah, the world of the Autistic kid, it's really wild. Anyway, I've been against Jay seeing a lot of what he does as he doesn't have the processing skills to understand what's real and make-believe. I mean, you literally have to say to Jay, okay is that real or make believe? He usually can tell you, but I am not sure he understands completely. Hence, I wish his parents had never let him see some of the things he has. Anyway, outta nowhere (which is how Jay talks most of the time) he says, "Do you think Nate kisses his Mom with open lips?" I looked at him, and was appalled! He's a fifth grader, and he's asking me how Nate kisses his Mom. And the weird part is, Jay starts saying, "You know, like Adults?" Okay, pause, freeze, hold it, this kid, who has a maturity level of a 7 year old is asking me this? I looked at him and said "Where did you learn that?" He went on to tell me what show it was from. Honestly, I don't have cable, so I have no clue of the show he spoke of, but it didn't matter, the kid knew it wasn't okay, and started begging me not to tell his Mom. Yeah, melt down city! In the end, Grandma picked him up and agreed with me the show shouldn't be viewed by Jay, and that Mother would be notified. Melt down continued.... I think I'm now thankful I don't have kids at this point in my life, 8-3 is about all I need!

37 days left...but I'm not counting at all! :-)