Letters of Intent

Has this week been a comedy of errors? Have you been taking care of children who got sick while waiting in a doctor’s office waiting room for a Well-Checkup? Did your first preteen crush overdose on prescription medications and leave you wondering what is going on in this world? Or…did everything go RIGHT this week? Did your luck seem so hot that you stopped at the racetrack on the way home from work? Did your numbers come up in the lottery? (If so, can you share with me?) Well tell me about it! Write the who, what, when, where, and why of it all. Grab the button from my right sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

Dear A.R.D. Committee, (Admissions, Review, and Dismissal)

Last week I wrote this letter to you. I expressed my concerns about entering into a meeting in which I feel it is me vs. THEM. And “THEM” is the group of people who have the power to deny my son services I feel he desperately needs.

Well, I’d like to say thank you. Thank you for approving every single accommodation I asked for. I am thrilled! I have a hunch that his classroom teacher was a huge advocate for these accommodations. I am relieved that her voice has so much influence.

So it is with much gratitude that I write this letter to you today. Thank you for giving my son another school year in which he is given every opportunity to be successful to his fullest potential. Thank you that we are not settling for “good enough.” Thank you for giving him the chance to achieve greatness- even if he is only in the 2nd grade.

Sincerely,

A mom who only wants the best for her son.

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Dear Audrey Niffenegger,

Congratulations on your national bestseller for you very first novel ever! The Time Traveler’s Wife has seen much success in book sales and has had quite a bit of success as a movie. You have accomplished many writer’s dream with your very first published novel. That is incredible!

I bought your book last week and started reading it. I admit, I was hooked immediately. It is a well-written, original novel that pulled me into the story as though I was right there. Normally when I read a book I will sit down and read it from beginning to end without stopping. And yes, that means I will read 300+ pages in one day. However, I read your book slowly. I wanted to absorb every word of it and even reread parts to make sure I understood what was going on. This is unusual for me, but is a testament to how well written your book is.

However…and that is a BIG however. Part II of your book left me angry and frustrated. I didn’t want to finish reading. While Part I of your book was light and pleasant, Part II was dark and dissatisfying. While I do appreciate that you made the effort to conclude the book so that there are no questions about how the character’s lives end up, I would have been much happier to just end the book after Part I. I think the only reason I actually finished The Time Traveler’s Wife was because of the time I had already invested into it. I needed to know how you chose to end the story. Unfortunately, that left me tossing the book aside glad to be done with it.

Sincerely,

A woman left wanting something better than what she got.

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Dear Followers/Commenters/Lurkers,

I would love to read your letters this week. It just might make up for reading a dissatisfying book. And I PROMISE to send some comment love after work and baseball practice tonight.

Love,

Your humble leader. (Bawahahahaha)

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Has the last 7 days felt more like 14? Has Charlie Sheen’s problems made you weep because they have stopped production on Two and a Half Men? Are you stunned by Kara’s review of Casey’s singing this week on American Idol? Wasn’t she mooning over the guy just last week? Or how about Ellen’s terrible critiques in general on the show? Have you felt like you were the one standing in the spotlight on stage waiting for 4 people to rip you to shreds as you just sang your heart out? Or maybe you received their praises and have been glowing ever since. Well tell me about it- in letter form of course. Write the who, what, when, where, and why of it all. Grab my button from the RIGHT sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear A.R.D. Committee (Admissions, Review, and Dismissal),

Next Tuesday I will be sitting in a room with you discussing Jakob’s I.E.P. (Individualized Education Program). Please for the love of all things that are good and holy- let’s not make this difficult this time. I know the school district does not want to allocate money to special services outside of the regular education classroom. But you and I both know that you are required by law to provide them. Jakob is under the autism umbrella now and so it is I who has the upper hand- not you. So yes, he is kind, responsible, well behaved, and smart. He does not cause problems for his teachers. He is a joy in the classroom. Wonderful- I love hearing these things. But, that does not mean that you get to neglect his needs because he is not making waves behaviorally.

Yes, I’m well aware of how good his grades are. But his disabilities are keeping him from reaching his full potential. Jakob is a s.p.o.n.g.e. and has a love of learning. He could be doing so much better than he already is. So when I ask for more accommodations do not guffaw at the idea.

A child who is reading almost 2 levels higher than his grade level should not be making “B’s” and “C’s” on his writing. He is being penalized for his fine motor disability. So when I ask for graph paper for tests, dictation for essays, access to the computer for any written assignments, copying from the board/overhead to be obsolete, extra time on tests as needed, and daily visits into the writing lab with the resource teacher- I expect to hear a resounding “yes” across the board.

Thank you,

A mom who is ready for battle and is not taking “no” for an answer.

Don’t mess with Mama Bear when she’s protecting her cubs.

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Dear all my legion of fans/followers/and lurkers,

I am working again today. I promise to leave you some comment love for your link-ups as soon as I am home from work. And thank you so much for you patience last week with MckLinky. I think we got things all worked out!

XOXO,

Your humble leader. (Bawahahahaha)

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UPDATE: I'M NOT SURE WHAT IS WRONG WITH MCKLINKY AND MY NEW LAYOUT. PLEASE CONTINUE TO LINK UP ON THE SECOND MCKLINY. I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO LOOK INTO THE PROBLEM UNTIL THIS EVENING. SORRY!

Has it been a week worth remembering? Or how about a week worth forgetting? Has your calendar been so filled with things to do and places to be that you want to rip the thing off your wall and throw it in the trash? Has American Idol being so annoying that you have officially removed it from your DVR list? Well tell me about it! Write the who, what, when, where, and why in letter form of course. Grab my button from my RIGHT sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Battle of the Blogs Results:
Ability to Fly: 20 (How many times did you vote for yourself Rachel?)
Ability to be invisible: 36 (Woohoo!)

Top comment pick:

Shaun’s:

I chose invisibility. I would love to just disappear so I don't have to hear "mommy, hey mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy. MOMMMMMMMYYYYYY" When my husband is sitting right beside me and he can easily answer the question, turn on the light in the bathroom, get the milk, etc. That would give me a good 5 minutes of peace. If I were to pick flight, the kids could still see me. I love my children, really I do, but I want to pee with the door SHUT! Sorry...got a little off track there. But yeah, invisibility for sure! Plus, I would totally be able to tag along on my daughter's dates when they get older. And I could randomly drop in on them at school and they'd never know. I would use my power of invisibility for good too. I'd be all sneaky and drop in on meetings of opposing governments, then we'd know what they were thinking. Think a country has nukes? Just call me! I'll go check it out! I'd totally save the world.

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Dear My Most Beloved Followers,

Thank you so much for allowing me to redeem myself! I am forever grateful that you did not cause me to go down two in a row to Rachel in our Battle of the Blogs. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Love,

The woman who is doing the happy dance with jazz fingers.

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Dearest Rachel,

I can’t help myself. I just have to do it. You gave a good effort and I applaud you for it. You even went so far as to beg pity votes not once, but twice. Even after the polls were supposedly closed. Ahem. So, without further delay- Na-na-na-na-na-na. *Sticking thumbs in ears and waggling fingers.*

Love,

The woman who is doing the happy dance with jazz fingers.

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Dear My Most Beloved Followers,

I’m so sorry for my lack of comments the past few days. I have not been home for the last two days and I am working again tomorrow. I promise to pass on the comment love to all of you lovely bloggers who link up and will catch up on all my other reading this weekend.

Love,

The woman who is asking for patience- I promise to comment as soon as I have a free moment!

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Has this been the week to end all weeks? Have anonymous commenters infiltrated your blog this week with comments full of judgemental garbage? Did you ski into a ravine during a practice run and hurt your back at the Olympics? Did you wait four years to redeem yourself after a bonehead move on the slopes only to lose all hopes of a medal with another bonehead move in a race this week? Oh wait- none of you are Olympians? I thought that since I obtained my 200th follower this week that I had hit the big time. Well, if you are an Olympian and are reading my blog in between podium ceremonies can you leave me a comment so that I know that I have achieved my ultimate goal of blog domination? If you are of non-Olympian status and would like to help me achieve my blog domination goal by linking up your letter below I will be forever grateful. Tell me the who, what, when, where, and why of the reason for your letter this week. Grab my button from my left sidebar, and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Fellow Bloggers, Followers, Commenters, and/or Lurkers,

Please forgive me. My letters this week are not up to my usual standard of letter writing. My doctor told me today,"Good Upper Respiratory." I get an A+ for my lack of infection fighting abilities and my reward is medicine that upsets my stomach. So while I fight an upper respiratory infection and muddle through the queasiness I beg your forgiveness for my lousy letters.

Love,

The blogger who would love to read your letters for a pick-me-up.

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Dear Fellow Bloggers, Followers, Commenters, and/or Lurkers,

Next Monday is the day you have been waiting for! Rachel and I will be duking it out again in Round 2 of The Battle of the Blogs! I am on the warpath to make up for the whoopin' Rachel handed me in Round 1. Let's get ready to RRrrrrruuuuummmmmbbbbbllle!

Love,

The uber-competitive, looking for redemption, ready to throw it back in Rachel's face...me.

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Are your kids, husband, and even your pets sick...again? Is there snow up to your roof line and your husband's back is broken from trying to shovel a path out of your home? Did you wake up with the same exact headache you went to sleep with the night before? Was your income tax return money spent before the check ever made it to your mailbox? Are you head over heels in love and anticipate this Valentine's Day being the best one you've ever had in your life? Did you get a positive response from a company after writing a letter and linking it up here? (And yes, this is really happening ladies and gentlemen! We are causing great things to happen through our letters!) Tell me about it- in letter form of course. Write the who, what, when, where, and why. Grab my button from my left sidebar, and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Band Directors,

A problem has arisen that I believe you need to be made aware of. Let me try to make this easy for you seeing as how you are the band directors and not the math teachers. There are 4 of you. 1,2,3,4. When all 4 of you are out of school for the day for a conference/field trip/teacher skip day you are required to obtain a substitute teacher to take over your job for the day. Each one of you is required to get a sub. It is a 1:1 ratio.

When I showed up this morning to work for Mr. E, it was not OK with me or the substitute teacher coordinator that I was the only one called in to work for all 4 of you. Band classes are large. All of your classes have 50 + students in them. It is not reasonable or safe for me to be in there by myself.

You may have gotten away with your sly antics today, but seriously- don't let it happen again.

Exhausted and angry,

The sub who will not accept another job in your classroom again.

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Dear Band Directors,

When you have a substitute teacher in the classroom and are preparing lesson plans please follow one simple rule.

Do not- and by not I mean under no circumstances have the students practice their individual and small group solos and ensembles during class.

The pain in my ears that I am still experiencing 5 hours after the last class is excruciating and is not relieved by pain killers. 50 + students playing different music at the same time in one confined area could be labeled as cruel and unusual punishment. I am not paid enough money to suffer such torture.


Hurting,

The sub who will not accept another job in your classroom again.

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It's Friday! Tomorrow is the start of 2 days of rest and recuperation from the last 5 days of the daily grind. The daily battle of traffic, of angry bosses, of needy children, (oh wait- that doesn't stop on the weekend), of tight schedules and deadlines. Now is your chance to let everyone who has done you wrong this week know exactly how you feel about their indiscretions towards you. Or, and this is a rarity so be sure to let us know all about it, if you have qualified for VH1's Best Week Ever you must let us know that too. We would all love to live through you vicariously. So write up the who, what, when, where, and why of the happenings of the week (in letter form of course) grab the button from my left sidebar, and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Fellow Preschool Mom,

You did no one any favors other than yourself. Sure you got to drop your kid off at school and still head off to work. Sure you got to go about your day as if everything was normal and your child was not covered in a communicable disease. And when I say covered, I mean the kid looked like he had leprosy. In actuality, I believe the sores that plagued your son were more along the lines of Impetigo.

Yup, your son gave my son a nasty little skin infection. The difference is that I kept my son home as soon as we knew what it was. He only had one tiny little spot at the corner of his mouth, but your son was covered in them, and yet you continued to send him to school.

So of course when I called the school and let them know that the entire room needed to be disinfected (because that is the nature of this disease), I also tattled talked to the director about how your son looked. I find it fascinating that you told the school that the doctor said it was not Impetigo when I would gamble money on the fact that it definitely was. So thanks for the non-existent concern about your son's highly contagious disease. You are a stellar member of the community. You ought to be nominated for Mother-of-the Year. In fact, I think we should all strive for such excellence.

Signed,

The mother who keeps her son home from school when he has a highly contagious disease.

*I am subbing at Jakob's school today in an art class! I will be sure to give every single one of you lovely bloggers some comment love once I get home from work on Friday. Thank you so much for linking up!

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Has your week been such a whirlwind of activity that your head is spinning? Has the reality of all of your Christmas shopping hit you dead in the face as the bills started arriving in the mail? Do your children have superpower abilities to push your buttons like no one else in existence? Did your significant other bring you flowers because they knew you were having a lousy day? Did your child just celebrate a birthday that makes you sad and happy all at the same time? Well tell me about it- in letter form! Write the who, what, when, where, and why of your worst or best moment this week. Grab my button from my left sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Chick-fil-A,

I heart you. I heart everything about you- including the fact that you are closed on Sundays so that your employees can honor God. I gladly forgo my Chick-fil-A cravings on Sundays when I know that this is the reason behind your locked doors.

I found a new love today on your menu. Your yogurt parfait is full of yummy deliciousness and I have not stopped thinking about it all day. The fresh strawberries, the creamy vanilla yogurt...it is a cup full of ooey gooey goodness.

I bought this treat for the first time this morning and picked the granola as my topping of choice. It was morning and I had a moment of will power against my ultimate addiction... cookies. That's right, I chose granola over cookies. Do you realize how out of the norm this is for me? I love me some cookies and have yet to meet one I can't inhale with a passion.

However, later in the day it was brought to my attention that the granola is more calories and more fat grams than the cookies. What?! Are you kidding me? I went for the healthy option and I could have had the cookies? Oh Chick-fil-A, what have you done to me?

This website tells me, "Topped with granola, the Yogurt Parfait has 240 calories and 5 grams of fat. The cookie crumb option brings the parfait to 200 calories with 4.5 grams of fat."

Chick-fil-A, I still heart you. But you have taught me a valuable lesson today. If in doubt, go for the cookies.



Sincerely,

A woman with a cookie addiction and a new found hatred for granola.

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Battle of the Blogs Results:
(I'm counting mine and Rachel's "test" votes 'cause I totally need every vote I got.)
Feed Me to the Crocs: 8
Feed Me to the Tigers: 34 (ouch!)

My Top Comment pick:

Shaun- I'm picking tigers. I'm thinking outside the box here..see, you said MAN eating tigers, not woman-eating tigers. We all know there's fundamental differences between men and women (we're better), so I'm assuming that tigers that like men won't like women. Too sweet, I'd imagine. But, if they are indeed woman-eating tigers, I'm picking the crocs. I'm envisioning myself walking on their heads like in that bad video came..I think it was called Pit Fall. (I could be totally wrong about the video game thing though..that person may have actually gotten eaten by the crocs.) Anyway..I'd totally take the crocs, you know..if the tigers actually eat women.


Has life thrown you a few punches this week? Have you been holding your breath for so long that you have lost lung capacity? Did the other shoe not just drop but come down upon you with hurricane force? Did you lose horribly in a debate? Oh wait, that was just me. Did you figure out how to bottle up the secret to eternal youth and you are about to become the richest person on the planet? If so, can you share some of your wealth with me? No need to write a letter telling me you are about to make me a wealthy woman- just send the money. But do write a letter telling the who, what, when, where, and why about how your week has been the best or worst week ever. Grab my button from my left sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!


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Dear My Most Beloved Followers,

When I eagerly entered into Battle of the Blogs upon Rachel's request, I seemingly forgot about my insatiable need to win. For this reason I hate competition. It never occurred to me that I may not win a debate against Rachel. Not that Rachel is not smart, funny, or persuasive. Quite the contrary- she is all of that and more. However, I always win. I m.u.s.t. win.

However, I failed to take into account that so many of you have an insane fear of water. I never imagined that all the votes would sway to Rachel because of an inability to swim (quite literally) to save your life.

I also did not consider that most of you would rather die a slow, painful excruciatingly painful death. You prefer to be aware of every last nerve ending in your body while you gasp your last labored breath. And trust me, if you are alone on an island with a man-eating tiger, there will be no hiding. You can not climb high enough nor dig deep enough to escape the attack that will come. Did you take notice of Rachel's picture? Siegfried and Roy are wearing sunglasses for a reason.

That would be because Roy's face is mutilated by a non man-eating tiger that has been trained since birth by the very man that he attacked. There is no one who can run far enough or fast enough to escape.

Rudy Rukus, Ashley, and Dan understand that a quick, relatively painless death (death by drowning would be much less painful then teeth and claws tearing into flesh) is preferred over the torture you have all subjected yourselves to.

But it's OK. I have no control over the choices you make in life. If you want to be torn apart piece by painful piece that is your choice.

Sadly,

The *cough*cough*loser*cough*clutching stomach in pain* of Round 1 in the Battle of the Blogs.

The perfect way to make me feel better for all of your votes against me would be to link up your letter below!

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Spoiled kids? Spoiled spouse? Spoiled dinner? Are you cranky, tired, sick, tired of being sick and tired? Need to whine? Need to cry? Need to shout at someone...anyone? Maybe you need to shout out that you have a new arrival on the way (Brandi), or that you are a fabulous writer of blog posts but for some reason your fabulousness just isn't well known (Brian). Well, now is your chance! Write it all out...in letter form of course. Tell us the who, what, when, where, and why of all the unhappy/glorious events of your week. Grab my button from my left sidebar, write your letter, and link up at the bottom. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

Please ignore the formatting- Blogger sucks.

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Oh my gosh, if you haven't been writing your letters folks you need to do so quickly. We are kickin' a$$ and takin' names. Seriously. First, Rachel penned a letter to Ben and Jerry's about her ultimate disappointment in their brownie-free Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream. She was rewarded with coupons for a free pint of the yummy deliciousness as well as discounts on future purchases. And now... I have received a fabulous response to my letter to MegaBloks. I wrote this letter after my Christmas temper tantrum over a hand to hand conflict I had with their HALO toys.

I have to admit though- I first sent the letter off to LEGO thinking my beef was with them. And part of it was. They charge WAY TOO MUCH for a box of random Lego's. But, since the product I was spittin' mad about was not actually theirs- they have not responded. But, when I sent the letter off to MegaBloks- the actual maker of the toy (yeah, dumb mistake I know, but who knew MegaBloks made Lego's? I sure didn't.) I got a response I did not expect.

Like Rachel I typed up something or other about my disappointment with their toys and gave them the link to my blog. Barbara Houde, Customer Service Supervisor, emailed me directly and we have communicated back and forth several times through email. I am more then pleased with the outcome of my letter. This is what she had to say:

Mrs. *****,

Thank you for taking the time to share your experience with the Halo Wars product.

We are sorry to learn that you had difficulties with the Halo Wars Warthog set # 96805. We always appreciate any feedback that we receive because it is our top priority to satisfy our customers. Please accept our apologies for any inconveniences. Our products always go through different quality control tests before being released. Rest assured that we will share your comments with our Quality control department.

Possibly your Halo Wars Warthog set may have had some flawed pieces that could have contributed to the structural difficulties.

To thank you for your feedback and patience, it would be our pleasure to send you a replacement item of equal value from our website at www.megabrands.com
Let us know your selection (do not pay attention to the "in/out stock" noticed), please provide us with 2 choices and please confirm your delivery address.

Again we apologize for any inconveniences.

Awaiting your response


Barbara Houde
Superviseure service de la clientèle /
Consumer service supervisor


Did you catch that? I picked out two toys for my troublesome temper tantrums! Now I am not sure if I am receiving two toys or if I picked out two in case the first one was unavailable, but either way I am happy. I also feel it necessary to point out that they did pick the least expensive toy as the replacement value, but again I am OK with that. They are offering me something tangible instead of a flippant apology in a letter that is worthless.

So come on y'all! Write your letters, send them off, and let us know the outcome! We have the power to change the world...or maybe at least get some free ice cream and toys. But who doesn't want that?!

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COMING SOON TO A BLOG NEAR YOU:

THE MOST FABULOUS, HILARIOUS, UPROARIOUS GOOD TIME YOU'VE EVER HAD IN BLOGLAND. RACHEL AND JULIE HAVE JOINED TOGETHER TO BRING YOU BATTLE OF THE BLOGS. STAY TUNED, YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE THE ONE LEFT OUT IN THE COLD ON THIS ONE. BESIDES, NO ONE LIKES A PARTY POOPER. DON'T BE THE ONE. DON'T BE THAT PARTY POOPER.

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It's Friday and time for your Letters of Intent! Let's have it...the good, the bad, the ugly of your week written in letter form and signed by you. Be sure to grab my button from your left sidebar and link up at the bottom. If you're writing about the bad or the ugly this week get it all out now so that you can start your weekend fresh without any of this week's baggage hanging around and spoiling things. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear T.E.A. (Texas Education Agency),

I know you work hard in order to provide the children in the state of TX the best possible education. I'm sure you spend countless hours studying, comparing, and finally deciding on the most appropriate curriculum for not only my children, but all children in the public school system in the entire state. Thank you for your hard work.

That being said, I feel you have made a serious error in judgement when choosing the Spelling curriculum for elementary grades 1-5.

First off- the new rule is that the children get a list of words with a Phonics rule and they are to learn those words. That sounds great. My problem is that the teachers are not allowed to give those practice words on the actual test. It is assumed that once the student learns the Phonics rule then they should be able to spell any word with that rule. That sounds perfectly logical in theory. However, there is a problem.

The problem is that the lists are now based on memorization of Phonics and not set to a specific rule. For example, my son's words this week (he is in 2nd grade) are using the Phonics blends "er", "ir" and "ur". If you say those blends aloud they all sound exactly the same. Essentially, it is expected that my son memorize the words which use these letters but at the same time know words for tests that he has not actually seen in practice. How is this a fair assessment of his understanding of the subject? Let me help you with that answer. It's not fair. It is setting the students up for failure and frustration.

On a side note: after speaking with a first grade teacher I am even more concerned that 2 weeks after the 2nd grade is struggling through these spelling words, then 1st grade is given the same exact list. This is ridiculous and not within the best interest of the students. They need developmentally appropriate curriculum and the State of TX is failing them right now.

I would appreciate your prompt attention to this matter. This week's list is not an anomaly- it has been a weekly occurrence since the first grading period of the school year. I feel as though there needs to be a curriculum change for all grade levels for the subject of Spelling.

Sincerely,

An involved mom who is trying to trust in the government to give her children an education that will help them to become productive members of society as adults.

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It's Friday ladies and gents! And since only Jodi linked up with me last week I expect to see lots of letters this week about a person, place, thing or idea that has sent you over the edge or made you count your blessings. 'Cause I know how all of you live to please me. Ahem. I look forward to your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Makers of Legos,

You are a thorn in my side, make my hackles rise, like a red flag to a bull, cause me to get steamed up, make my blood boil, and make me hot under the collar among other things. You caused me- a grown woman- to have a temper tantrum like a 3 year old child on Christmas day not once, not twice, but three different times. I blame you Makers of Legos for creating such ridiculous contraptions such as these:


Why Makers of Legos do you feel the need to create such complicated designs that little boys think will be the epitome of their childhood play. There is no way young boys (especially young boys with fine motor skill problems) can play with a toy that is built with 100's of tiny little pieces and expect it to stay together. It.just.doesn't.happen.

And lets talk about building these toys for a minute shall we? Do you really think an 8 year old boy can build a toy with directions that look like this?

I know it's hard to see in the picture but tiny little parts attached to tiny little lines pointing to tiny little dots on a multitude of dots is not helpful. Seriously. They get all mixed up and cross paths and it is next to impossible to figure out what goes where. I would rather have an instruction book 50 pages long with one instruction/page then the kind of mess you have so "helpfully" drawn on this page.

So Makers of Legos, I sat on Christmas day and tried to put your contraptions together. I was patient at first. I mean for the first 1 1/2 hours I could have been considered a saint. But when the toy is 99% completed and then crumbles in my hands before I can even hand it over to my children is crap. Plain and simple. C.R.A.P.

I eventually got your toys together oh Makers of Legos.


See, I did alright. But what you don't see is that the only way these lego vehicles stay together is because I used this:

That's right- I had to glue together legos to make them stay. There is something inherently wrong with that. Gluing legos- isn't that a contradiction to the art of lego building? Hmmm?

Whatever happened to having a box of legos and building what your imagination could dream up? You know...something like this:
Oh yeah, that simple box of legos is $24.88 before tax at Walmart! Are you kidding me? $25 bucks for a box of legos? That's highway robbery oh Makers of Legos. What is the matter with you? I hope you're losing sleep at night over the billions of dollars you're raking in by selling a box of temper tantrums to unsuspecting families.

Sincerely,

A woman who is on the verge of a nervous breakdown because of a toy without a label that says some adult assembly required.

Letters of Intent- Merry Christmas!

Since it is Christmas Day I will forgive you if you aren't able to link up with me today with your Letters of Intent. But just for today and only today. And for those of you who do link up you will swiftly move to the top of my most favorite bloggers list. I mean of course you're already there, but you will be there with an asterisk by your name. So for those of you who are asterisk lovin' people be sure to grab my button from my left sidebar and link up at the bottom! I look forward to reading about the person, place, or thing that has inspired your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Christmas,

Thank you for the excitement in my children's eyes. Thank you that it is even more fun now to watch my boys light up with the wonder and joy of the whole day then it was to be a kid experiencing it all. And I had some pretty good Christmas mornings mind you. So the fact that I am more excited now then I was then says quite a bit. So yeah...thanks for that.

Love,

A Mom of 4 boys



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Dear Allergies,

I know you enjoy taking up residence in my body. I know I seem to provide the perfect, cozy little nest for you. But really- must you blow through full force on Christmas Eve? Why do you find such amusement in seeing me hightail it to the Docs in a Box (otherwise known as the Med Clinic) because there are white dots on my tonsils? Do you think I enjoy the scraping of my tonsils with an unusually large Q-tip and then to have a needle stuck in my hip? Which really nurse dude- that was not my hip. That was much further south than my hip which I showed you to begin with. *sigh* Anyhow, I would appreciate you so called allergies to find residence in someone else outside of my home.

Thanks in advance,

The woman who cannot function when her tonsils are swollen 1/2 way down her throat with white dots on them.

Letters of Intent

Is the Christmas frenzy about to send you into a padded room? Is Santa causing you to file bankruptcy? Are the Christmas treats going straight to your hips just by looking at them? Are you looking and feeling more like Scrooge than like Tiny Tim? Or...are you so bursting with glee over the tidings of comfort and joy that surround you? Well, tell us about it! Write a letter to a person, place, thing, or idea and let us know exactly how you think and feel. Grab my button from my left sidebar and link up at the bottom. I look forward to spreading Christmas cheer by way of comments on your Letters of Intent!

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Dear Adult Son #1,

I have only spoken a handful of words to you since Thanksgiving when you decided to ruin my day. I watch as you walk in and out of my home like you are God's gift to this world. Is it really that distasteful to you to offer an apology? Really? Two little words and it'd all be over. Yet, you go about your business as though everyone owes you something. Seriously...this will get you no where in life. You have the perfect role model of that behavior living an hour from here. Open your eyes and take a good look at the woman who gave birth to you. That is where your current attitude will get you.

From,

The woman who will not be treated in the manner that happened on Thanksgiving after giving so much for so many years to a son who is not mine biologically, but I tried to take care of as though he was.

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Dear Adult Son #2,

You need to get your act together. Seriously. It is time to start functioning on an adult level and get things done that need to get done. Your father and I will not be here to always pick up the pieces and follow you around making sure you are taking care of yourself. It's time to start paying attention to what is going on around you and stop procrastinating on things that need to be accomplished. Also, dumping your little brother when you've made promises to him only teaches him that he is not important. Do not treat him that way- he does not deserve it.

From,

The woman who is tired of having to repeat herself to an 18 year old man like he is 10 years old.

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Dear 8 Year Old Son,

You are driving me nuts. Quit with the attitude towards your younger brother like you know everything and he knows nothing. It is getting old fast. I do not like you treating him like he is a second class citizen. I know your older brother has been treating you this way, but I'm working on that. So don't even start with me. Got it?

From,

The woman you call Mom.

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Dear Youngest Son,

You're doing better- you really are. You aren't whining or misbehaving as much and I am proud of you. However, your jokes sometimes go to far and enough is enough. I love listening to you giggle as you play these pranks. But after a while the person you are playing the prank on is not finding it funny anymore. Let's quit while we're ahead, OK?

From,

The mom who is tired of being locked out of the car.