Only two more days of school left and Paloma has spun into high gear. Absolutely battling to seize control over every aspect of our lives, making Tabby especially miserable if she so much as ever utters any opinion, stressing me out, and the rest of the kids are tiptoeing around her once again.
I don't even feel like blogging her stuff, I've rarely mentioned her lately, as I sounded like such a broken record I was boring myself, wishing to move on, and dealing with other issues.
I'd only gotten outside for a short while yesterday, needing to clear my clanging mind, looking at my so-called 'Welcome Garden' knowing it more resembled the troll under the bridge, figuratively discouraging and shooing folks away, as the wild blackberries and ten foot tall poke sallet had overtaken it while I'd been busy sweeping my many stone paths out back. But if I had to choose between my fruits and vegetables versus perennial beds...y'all know I love to eat.
The principal at the Alternative School had shocked JoJo even more than he'd rattled my cage when JoJo overhead him call mama yesterday. "I'm the best kid in that whole school," JoJo often brags, leaving me to believe the rest of the school population must really stink.
Sadly, the administration backs JoJo up. He is one of the best kids there.
Because my little darling had taken a total of ten self-imposed vacation days from school during the past nine week session, they'd come up with a more than appropriate response. When school resumes in August, JoJo must return to A.S. in order to get credit for this past school year. If he does so and does well, he can then return to regular school. JoJo teared up and the tears trickled down his face which was oh so much better than when he'd rudely stone-walled Miss Kim of DJJ last week.
JoJo's grades are good and the kid is a great reader. If he can overcome his anger issues that have exploded in adolescence, he'll make it.
A comfort food for me includes black eyed peas, soaked overnight, cooked with garlic, and served any way possible. The tantalizing aroma is earthy enough to seduce me, the flavor soothes me, and beans are so good for you. Yet, I've never grown them, not ever. I've grown purple hulled cow peas, which are delicious, yet never had the time to invest in growing enough various beans for the winter. Yet, someday...
DJJ meeting today for both Paloma and Jonathan, Paloma started bucking me on it last night, I'm sure this morning's gonna be fun with her.