Triskaidekaphoabia

Triskaidekaphoabia is the fear of the number 13. (I actually spelled that right the first time!) Selenophobia is fear of the moon. So today, I really feel bad for people with irrational fears. What would you call someone who is afraid of both? Triskaidekaselenophobia? That's a mouthful. Should be an interesting day at work.

I got kicked in head last night by Boo. When it happened, it made me chuckle. I love that boy.

I contacted the guidance counselor about the girl I mentioned yesterday who is potentially going to be wed in an arranged marriage. He didn't have anything helpful to give me but at least I put it out there. Not that I thought there' be anything TO DO (she's 18 and this isn't far from the norm in their culture) but I still might try and have a little chit chat with her about what her life MAY be like as a woman in Saudi Arabia. Just a little FYI session. Not a lecture.

I made a kid cry yesterday. Well, let me clarify: My wacky autistic/ODD (oppositional defiant disorder) kid asked me 1st period if he could call his mother. I said, "Why do you need to call your mother?" And he said he wanted to tell her he cracked his phone. I told him he didn't need to call her right then...at that very moment and he could just text her. (BTW - this is something we've been trying to break him of...needlessly calling his mom during the day.) Apparently he was unable to text her so I said I would email her. He wasn't acting like it was that big a deal but when he went back to his seat he started bawling. So he had to go out into the hallway and get a hold of himself. I went out to deal with it and found out that they had JUST bought the phone and within a day, the stupid poor kid had cracked the face and he was worried she would kill him. And this is why you don't buy your kid a $400 phone. I'm all for flip phones for teens. They can make calls...what else do they need? In the end, he talked to his mom and was able to get himself together.

I gave a test the other day in history...I think I mentioned this. This is the class where a couple MH kids come in and so I get Diane (aide/dog watcher/person extraordinaire) to help me in class. Well, she was giving the test to two of the kids and as they do, they were acting like kooks. The one kid (who constantly talks about his TV being busted) was told that if he didn't get it together he would get an F on his test. He said, "I don't want a 0! I want a 200!" Kid's going to be disappointed when he gets his test back. However, he did get a good grade!

No plans tonight except to hang with the neighbors for a cocktail...maybe some cards. I'll make a cobb salad for dinner...something easy.

And that's all I've got. Time to get this day started. Episode 3 of GBBO today! I'll get to watch that after school. Happy Friday! Later!