I'm bummed about the election, also, but I read Kerry's platform for education, and trust me: it wasn't any better! His big ideas were this education trust fund that would supply grant money (how is that any different from a block grant?), and tougher teacher certification standards. NOWHERE in his plans were accountability for parents and students or adminsitrators. Just teachers.
There is the old saying that an unknown is worse than a known, and that might be the case in this area. I don't know.
My classes are growing, and growing and growing. My smallest class is 6. My biggest is 12. Which may sound small, but remember, these are ids with multiple disabilities who freak out when somebody LOOKS at them. And kids who may be okay in their regular self-contained class don't always mix well with the kids I have... my 3rd period group is a mix of our 2nd most restrictive (though, honestly, in my mind, it is really more restrictive than the most restrictive program) program, and one certificate class. From the restrictive program, I have both diploma track and certificate track students. Several of the students read at a pre-primer/1st grade level. And refuse to do any kind of adapted or easier work if it looks different. I have a whole class of students (that group) that didn't know how to write their signature. And they come to my class right after GYM.
And today, I left early (used some of the huge amount of comp time I have), and helped my mom do a mega-shopping at the commissary.
No gym today, but I hefted soda and canned goods. That should count. 


I cleaned until midnight Saturday and was up at 6am on Sunday only to continue with the cleaning and decorating. As of 11am when the doorbell rang signalling the first guests to arrive, I was putting on the finishing touches of my make-up. I didn't have time to style my hair, so I let it hang straight. Oh well!
And, #2 is DD's FRIEND. This poor girl was really upset. Anyway, the rest of the kids had fun...I think. At least they got to watch one heck of a performance from #1 & #2.
Thirty minutes later, as I blended my first margarita, all of the kids were gone except for #1 and her little brother, and my family began to arrive. I couldn't stop yawning. It was enjoyable, but phew...that kid party really wiped me out. After dinner, we did karaoke and had a lot of fun. After cake, everyone left. Waking up this morning was not easy.