Holy Mackerel

So, guys, I went to Dee's school's Volunteer Thank You Breakfast a couple of days ago. It's the school staff's way of saying "thank you" to the parents who volunteer their time to help things go more smoothly at the school, as well as to provide extra-curricular activities that would otherwise not be available to the students. I don't do much, but for the past few years, a couple of times a week, I'd go into the school office first thing in the morning and do something called "safe arrival", where I take attendance for all the kids at school. If a child is absent, the parent is supposed to call the school and let them know, so that we don't start freaking out and call the police and get search parties out blahblahblah. Of course, more often than not, the parents don't bother calling, so it's my job to call them and shit on them make sure their precious little ones are safely ensconced at home. I actually quite enjoy doing this, ...

The next step is being taken. The principal at Dee's school is sending a letter to Ass' parents with a warning . That is apparently "the next step" in the seemingly unending politically correct procedure of our school board, such as it is. Apparently, the principal was under the impression that Dee and Ass had a little "thing" going, and that it was more a reciprocal relationship of mutual abuse than one-sided instigation on Ass' part. She also did not understand the extremity and consistency of Ass' physical and mental abuse toward my son. Perhaps the grey bags under my eyes, the disheveled hair, and the gradual decibel increase in my voice helped her understand. I was calm, but I'm sure she could sense the keen desperation in my voice when I finally set her straight on the facts. I looked her in the eyes, and I said, "We are not tolerating this situation any longer. We can't. You've got to do something, and now. And it's got t...

So, yet another post on something I thought was over and done with. But no! How naive of me to think such childish things. How could the bullying Dee has had to deal with be over and done with? Heck, who cares if there are important school board policies in place that specifically state there will be no bullying, and who cares if the principal and staff repeat how bullying and harrassment will not be tolerated, under any circumstances? Ass is at it again. And this Mama Bear is now full of a rage so vile, she can barely stand herself at the moment. As I write this, I am tucked away safely in my bed, with the door closed, because I couldn't handle the noise of the television downstairs, or Em continually telling the dog to stop licking himself, or just the presence of anyone anywhere within a 100-kilometre radius of my irritable body. There are other not-so-pleasant events going on to make me feel this way, but this one takes the cake. My poor boy came home from school Thursday, whe...