... And the Hits Just Keep on Comin'!

If it's not one thing, it's a fucking 'nother.

I get home from taking Syrina into town today to find a hand-delivered note on top of the mail on the floor. It's from some woman with the LEA... about Lexi.

Supposedly she wants to talk to me about Lexi's attendance, which is below 90%. THE FUCK IT IS!!

This kid has maybe... MAYBE... missed 10 days of school so far. And 5 of those were for one really bad flu that she had. She was so congested that it was putting pressure on her ears and it was absolutely killing her. She spent several nights in a row practically screaming from the pain. What?... I was supposed to send her to school after THAT?

Not to mention this kid has gotten several awards for good attendance. AWARDS FOR GOOD ATTENDANCE!!!

Shit... the first day of school after Christmas break, all 3 of them were ready to walk out the door by 7:15. They were dressed, hair done, glasses on (all of them wear glasses now), had breakfast, and even had their COATS on! Does THIS sound like a kid with "bad" attendance?

Methinks somebody ELSE needs a bitch-slap.

Into the next DIMENSION!!!