After dinner, the kids went with my parents for the first campout of the year, and Mrs. Ha and I went home.
Sunday we met them at my parents for Mother's Day pizza. On the way there, Mrs. Ha and I checked out Plato's Closet, which has absolutely nothing to do with Plato's Retreat. Rather, it's a consignment shop for the pricey clothing teens like, and the books teens like, playing the music teens like. I ended up hanging out at Harbor Freight while Mrs. Ha browsed.
The week then started off crappy, by getting rear-ended, but only at 2-5 mph, my airbags didn't deploy, thankfully. It got a bit better after that.
In book review news, I finisher Powell's The Devil's Birthday, another Market-Garden history, from the perspective of a Red Devil (one of the British paratroopers stuck way out in Arhnhem).. He ended up with a bunch of conclusions, some controversial. If they had more then one week of planning, it might of worked. Two drops on day 1 would have helped immensely, since it was a potential war ender, the additional risk would have been worth it. Ditto dropping right south of the Arnhem Bridge.
More controversial was questioning the need for five airborne divisions, the air transport could have been used to supply Patton instead, the best troops were kept out of action for training, and the usefulness could have been accomplished with a brigade.
Last night was teacher conference night at SOTA, I wasn't expecting to go, but we got email from twelve year old's English teacher that she wasn't handing in homework.
We had email and calls before, but she said she would get on top of it. She didn't, so she had to miss Girl Scouts (as did an older girl) to talk with her teacher. I'm not trying to turn her into a cynical BS artist, but it would do her a world of good to learn how to give superiors what they want. I suggested she read Carnegie's "How to Win Friends", the missus has a copy given to her by her dad. I've read it, the missus hasn't, but maybe twelve year old will work her way through it.
We also talked to her Latin and Math teachers, I suspect she just wanted to hear how great she's doing (she does A-A+ work in Math, Science and Latin).
Later she told me about the disruptions in class and during lunch. There is a long line of kids wanting to get into that school, maybe 5 applicants for every spot. I would have no problem with sending problem kids to Marshall, maybe the others would learn to behave. I'm strongly suspecting the Charter school is the best behaved elementary school in the city.
After she went up to bed, I wrestled with the sucky Lexmark 125 printer trying to print a letter to India, I ended up with crooked output. The thing is worth what we paid for it (nothing), I should get a better one.
The weekend, like most other recent weekends, should be busy. Tonight one of seven year old's bffs dads is playing at the Lilac Fest, I'll leave work a little early (with the cell still stuck to me there) so we can go there. Twelve year old and I are going to a see Joseph and the Amazing Sportcoat at her school Saturday, seven year old has a birthday party Sunday, and it's the monthly gaming meet which I will most likely miss, Maybe I'll get a chance to work on my bike, or brew some ale, I think I have enough fixings for an IPA.
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