Dammit

See, my son didn't go to school at all last week because he had been a fucking little shit on the bus and they kicked him off. Having no car and living fifty or so miles from where he goes to school precluded him from going to school so home he stayed.

he spent all weekend with his In Laws, which is a mixed blessing I will get into later, and then he went to bed with a smile on his face and told us he was genuinely excited about going to school this morning, which is easily believable because he loves to go to school.

Then he woke up about one this morning and it all went to shit. He was screaming about an earache, Naomi gave him some no-pain juice and he went back to bed and we thought it was just one of those things.

Woke him up this morning and his eyes are bloodshot from crying and he is wiped and holding his ear.

Which means no school for him, most likely no work for Naomi and I get to have another day of it.

I am not bitching that he is sick, these things happen and quite rarely at that.

I just wanted a day off.

The Things That Make Us Weep

Nobody can tell ya;
There's only one song worth singin'.
They may try and sell ya,
'cause it hangs them up
to see somone like you.

But you've gotta make your own kind of music
sing your own special song,
make your own kind of music even if nobody
else sing along.

So if you cannot take my hand,
and if you must be goin',
I will understand.

You're gonna be knowing
the loneliest kind of lonely.
It may be rough goin',
just to do your thing's
the hardest thing to do.

But you've gotta make your own kind of music
sing your own special song,
make your own kind of music even if nobody
else sings along.

So if you cannot take my hand,
and if you must be goin',
I will understand.

You gotta make your own kind of music
sing your own special song,
make your own kind of music even if nobody
else sings along.