Oh, Robyn.... Your turn for brownies.

In fact, in between all the other stuff I have to do this weekend, I somehow have to find time to make brownies. I'll explain as I go along:
Friday: Off-Campus trip to the movies; I'm using some comp time to leave early. I'm feeling guilty about leaving at 11:30, so if I remember, I'm going to grab the slip from my supervisor and change it to 1:30.
Saturday: Thanksgiving Parade. Minimum of 5 students, 4 staff. And then we have to take one of the kids back to respite, because the respite person won't come pick her up after the parade. It may be a case of "can't", I'm not really sure. I know the respite person because that used to be her regular foster mom, and she was always very involved with her foster daughter's life. So I got another staff member to agree to go with me to drop her off.
Then, off to swim lessons, and I think a friend's houseparty is this Saturday.
Sunday: Swimming. Grocery shopping, brownie baking.
Monday: My TA is gone with the Young Marines. Its 2.5 days before Thanksgiving. We're watching a freaking movie.
Tuesday: I'm off campus with FIFTEEN STUDENTS to help set up for our parent hospital's major fund-raising event. Its called the Festival of Trees, and various groups donate pre-decorated trees, wreathes, gingerbread houses, and other sundry holiday paraphenalia that are then sold. Items are themed. Our school tree last year had dog houses hanging off it, dog and cat treats, bird treats, and came with a "pet starter kit" of food dish (hand painted by a student), leash, collar, etc. We didn't do one this year. I was volunteered to take the kids for set-up, and since the Development/
PR department gets us money, I wasn't allowed to say no. They told me at 11:30 today that I was going.
Tuesday is also the day of our annual Thanksgiving luncheon. This is why I'm baking brownies. My TA is assigned to help with that, so we don't know who is covering our classes that day. I'm scared. Another good reason for a movie on Monday.
Wednesday: Only 2 classes, thank goodness, and a half day... my TA is again reassigned to either Young Marines or the clean-up from the Thanksgiving lunch.
Wednesday evening: Swimming, corral cat into carry case and drive to Lancaster.
Thursday morning: Stop my cat and my mother's kitten from killing each other while we eat our traditional lox, bagels and cream-cheese breakfast and watch the Macy's Day Parade.
Friday: Drive back to Baltimore with the cat, because I have to teach swimming Saturday!?
Sunday: Collapse!
Oh yea, and if that weren't enough: my father called me last night with the news that he was back in the hospital because he fell. You may remember that he is incredibly overweight. A stupid surgeon did knee replacement surgery on him in September. Can any of you tell me WHY I can't get a surgeon to touch me, but they'll operate on him without any issues? He has high blood pressure, type II diabetes, wound issues extremely overweight, possible cardiac issues, etc. Anyway, he fell at home on Monday, and had to call 911. They operated on his knee again yesterday, and he called me last night. I'm hoping they discharge him to a nursing home/rehab hospital.
I certainly can't go to Lancaster to take care of him. Actually, as bad as this sounds, I don't think I would go take care of him.

He & I haven't really gotten along very well the last 15 years.
