I'm having another one of these mornings. Some days I am caught firmly between SO and Ferb, and I hate it. We're in the last week of school. One would think that the teachers would understand that for special needs kids, we should have a schedule written on the board. The kids were asking me yesterday when they were going to have lunch, and I had no idea. Consequently, we saw quite a few bad behaviors. What should have been a fun day, turned into a mess. Okay, so to regroup. We have 2 1/2 more days of school. We will find a way to survive it. I have great coworkers, but I will probably be reassigned next year. Jack is heading off to high school, and I decided to remain at the middle school. I have some giant yellow lilies blooming in my yard. I don't even remember planting them. One day I will fight the computer to be able to post some pictures of nature's wonders. Yesterday, Candy and I heard a horrible squeaking racket on the way to the car. We found the source, and it was two moles fighting. That was an incredibly funny sight. Rozzy was sitting nearby on the sidewalk completely oblivious.