Sans Contacts!

I hate not being able to wear my contacts! And I have to wear these stupid glasses for a week! They fall off my face and drive me crazy. Not to mention that I can't easily fix my face while wearing them. UGH! I tell you what...after all this (I know I'm being a drama queen) I sure hope I have the ability to get lasik surgery!

We have an active shooter simulation today at school and I am NOT looking forward to it. I'll be interested to see if they actually do it. Only reason why I say that is A) the weather B) parent input and C) it's going to suck. The kids should know by now that it's coming because of the email that went out but they won't know what time (1:00) and I'm envisioning mayhem. They're saying it's going to take 10-15 minutes but I call bullshit on that. These kids are going to be ramped up when this is all said and done and they're going to need to talk about it and they certainly aren't going to settle down easily afterward. UGH! Dread!

So I have a student going on to a program next year (a senior deferring her diploma) and I have to write an IEP for the program. The thing about this is, the program is not something I'm that familiar with which makes it hard to write an IEP when you don't really have the knowledge to write goals and services etc. The program lost it's director over this past year (she died...had a brain tumor...sad). Which means, there have been interim people running the thing and so no one really is the "go to" person for someone like me. It took me bitching about the fact that no one had contacted me about holding a meeting for this IEP to even get someone to acknowledge one needed to be written prior to the end of school. They would have waited until this week or next to call a meeting on the last week of school (when the senior would have been DONE with school). Anyway - I slapped together an IEP knowing I would have to and sent it on as a draft to the woman I've been conversing with via email. She emails me back with a shit ton of things...half of which is shit that makes no sense. And in her email she was schooling me on writing an IEP. Are you freaking kidding me bitch!? Suck a turd and did you read the IEP? Because half of what she was talking about was written in the IEP. So annoying. I think I'll be a little passive aggressive cause I'm done with this. 

Okay - and now I'm done bitching. It's raining like cats and dogs out there (and of course Sami has to go outside and drink from the outside water bowl for 10 minutes and come in soaked and NOT want to get dried. Little turkey!). Guess I better get going. Later...happy Tuesday!