I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, so I woke up a little on the cranky side, which was okay, because so did Kaylee. ;)
We had a mini-CFI (flight instructor) meeting over lunch today, going over some policies, procedures, training standards, etc., and then I went out to Kokomo to give a ride to a grandpa and his two grandsons. None of them had ever been in a small plane before. Grandma was a little apprehensive, and so was one of the boys (ages about 6 and 8). When I got in the air, the younger boy up front was a little unnerved. Only he and I could hear each other, so I asked him if he was okay, and told him that if he wanted me to go back and take him to the ground, that it would be just fine. He just shook his head 'no' to going back, so I kept telling him what did what, pointing out some things on the ground, and within about five minutes he was flying the plane himself. The Grandpa leaned up and yelled "Is he okay?" to which I lifted my hands up in the "look ma no hands" pose, to which Grandpa stared and then started snapping photos. After we landed the kids decided that was way cool and that's what they were going to do when they got older. Hey, don't laugh, that's what I said when I was their age. :)
As we were saying goodbye up at the terminal, I heard the very distinctive sound of a Merlin
engine. This caused me to make for the nearest window, where I saw the glorious sight of a Mustang being run up. Ahhhh, Happy Spring indeed. By the time I got over there, the run-up was done, but I snapped a photo of the plane before it was tugged back into the hangar. You can hear that thing from the other side of the airport, inside a building, over a television and eight people talking. Now that's an airplane. Woof.I finished up at Kokomo and picked up Kaylee from school, where I learned that she had to sit outside on a bench for her entire morning recess, without being able to speak to anyone, during this beautiful day, because she had not remembered to tell me after Easter Break to bring her report card back to school. Nobody sent ME a note about it, the teacher expected a seven-year-old to remember to tell their parents over Spring Break to bring back the card, and when they didn't, she punished them (two of them) by making them sit out the entire recess in silence. I can not begin to tell you how things like this aggravate me. What a joyful, positive learning experience, eh?
I tried to nap this afternoon to make up for my sleep deficit, but I just couldn't pull it off, and after about 45 minutes I gave up and got up.
I had the TV on this morning before school, and it was the only thing that amused me that
morning. Have you seen that commercial where a man is at an interview, and the interviewer can't hear a word the man is saying because the stain on his shirt is yelling over the top of the interviewee's words? The interview on TV this morning was with the author of a book on marital relations...beyond that, I didn't hear a word she was saying, because her eyebrows took on a life of their own and I found myself watching them, at which point I heard the "Blah blah blah BLAH!" from the Tide Stain commercial, which made me smile. I'm sure it's a perfectly lovely book and that she is a smart, funny author and comedienne. The photo is one she uses for her own website banner. She is also a stand up comic, and her book certainly sounds like a common-sense approach to things, which I found out after I went to the site to see what it actually was about...This evening I went to an Open House for "The Christian Children's Academy". It actually went very well; the open house was quite busy. The last two open houses I went to, in one Kaylee and I were the only ones there for an hour, and in the other we were one of three people there. Tonight the whole place was full for the full two hours of the open house, plus people came early. I took several photos throughout the night so I can put a few up on the website. The weird part for me was getting permission from the parents to use the photos on the internet. I hated saying "Hi, welcome to the school, I'm Laura, can I take your picture and hey, will you sign this release so I can put it on the internet?" Eek. Some of the teachers and other board members who came wore high heels. I wore dress slacks, a nice sweater, and FLAT shoes, considering I knew I'd be on my feet for two and a half hours. Good choice, Laura, 'cause my feet still hurt anyway. ;)
While I was there, I heard "Hey, are you Kaylee's mom??" I turned around and did not recognize the woman or the child standing there AT ALL, which left me that brief feeling of panic as she pointed to her son obviously expecting me to know. It ended up being one of the boys from Kaylee's class! The mom started asking me questions about their current school, and we talked for almost an hour straight...it ends up she and her son are having the exact same issues Kaylee and I are at the school. I have to admit, in a way it was reassuring to hear that I am not the only one who feels most of the things I do. I am not an unreasonable person, and I am certainly not one of "those" parents whose child can Do No Wrong. I expect a lot from Kaylee, I have no problems with rules or even strictness, but even I find myself unpleasantly amazed at some of the events from the last year. The other day she brought a spelling test home. She spelled the word "children" completely correctly, but it was marked wrong because she used a capital "c". So a correctly spelled word was counted wrong on a spelling test-not an English test-a spelling test. Stuff like that...seriously.
I also ran into a couple of moms I knew back in Kaylee's other school, and it was really good to see them. I was taking pictures of one of the kids, and I asked this four-year-old where she would like to pose in the room. She looks around, and this tiny little thing pipes up with "I think I prefer the shopping option." I Kid You Not! I cracked up. So she went over to the rack of clothing and went shopping while I took her picture. What a vocabulary. :)
Apparently a pilot accidentally fired his gun in the cockpit of an airliner. Well, that will help. *sigh*
Also apparently, the kid asking Chelsea Clinton about the Monica Lewinsky thing was asking her about her mother's handling of the situation. While I still think it's an annoying question, and should somebody have asked her (as I originally thought) what she "thought" about it, I would have appreciated her answer, I have to also say that has to be fair game. The woman is aiming for President of the U.S. and her daughter is choosing to throw her hat into the ring. Asking about how a Presidential candidate handled something in the past might be something they are tired of discussing, but hey, it's a common topic of interest and it's fair game. End of Laura's Revised Opinion. ;)
Guess that's about it, see you tomorrow!
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