June 13, 2005
the irony, it is thick
We are thick with irony here these days. In fact, the only thing keeping me from succumbing to the humidity (which is bad, trust me) is the tremendous cloud of irony hanging over our house.
Just a few of the ironic things clouding the air:
- Since Henry’s ‘diagnosis’, he has been much more tractable and on-task. Or so it seems–it could be the liquor talking.
- Despite the fact that I have spent my entire parenting life (and most of my adult life) asserting, loudly and often, that NO CHILD OF MINE WILL EVER ATTEND A CATHOLIC SCHOOL, it looks like Henry will go to Catholic school. And frankly, I’m good with that.*
- Despite all the agonizing about changing schools, it appears that, at the New School, we will be paying HALF of what we were paying in tuition at the Old School. Go figure.
- After years of agonizing about EVERY SINGLE home improvement I suggested, Wade has taken to meeting all changes with a cheery, ‘Looks great, hon!’ Again, might be the liquor talking, but it’s working for me.
I think you can see why the humidity isn’t even making a dent.
*Although I am still NOT going to Mass on Sunday. Instead, I’m buying books about Buddhism. So there.
Edited to add: I COMPLETELY forgot the greatest irony of all. After all my bitching and moaning about having to spend the ENTIRE summer with these damn kids, I’m having a pretty good time with them. Actually, I’m having a REALLY good time. Today we played six (yes, SIX) games of Candyland, and IT WAS FUN. And that was long before the drinking started. Tomorrow: swim lessons. Oh, will I have stories for you, Internet. Tune in.
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June 13th, 2005 at 7:58 pm, Anonymous Says:
Regarding Catholic school, your children will get a great education! Despite all of the crap that is currently going on, your children will learn a lot and be better for it. Trust me.
June 13th, 2005 at 9:20 pm, M&Co. Says:
I learned long ago to never say never about my kids. Being flexible is what this is all about. Sometimes I think it’s a test cause I hate change.