Archive for January, 2009

There’s no Crying in the Comedy Cruiser…..

I don’t need anything crazy happening to adore my perfect off spring!  Aside from everything being almost perfect in my life, I had the fright of my life today.  When I fell on my side walk this morning, I actually thought that was gonna be the worst of my day.   I’m vertically challenged, which i think should be an official diagnosis of some sort, since im short, I don’t have far to fall, unless im in heels!  That kinda hurts sometimes.

So today I get a call, from my son’s school, asking me if my Angel was home with me……I just dropped him off and watched him go in?????  Talk about zero to panic in 2.5 seconds. 

Ok so Ive gotten calls where a substitute teacher marked something wrong, they PA the class and its all good, not today.  If I could crawl through a phone and yell directly in your face, I would.  ” What are you telling me’ I said, ” Are you kidding me ” was next.  I always say that when im in shock or denial.

So the tremmers begin.  I fly outta here and basically leave the front door wide open.  ( My step Dad calls me helicopter Mom??  I’m driving, holding my cell talking to myself and threatening the phone. ” You better ring before I get there  , and I was serious.  It didn’t.

My sons a good kid, he doesn’t punk around parks.  I always know where he is, and if he skipped class, well it’s not even an option for him.   I arrive and they still dont know where he is.  I ask the Principal, and he calmly says, I dont know.  

Now i’m a mess,  they page him three times, nothing.  Im hyperventalating at this point in the office, I dont handle not knowing where he is AT ALL. This is nuts, im sweating like a freak, Im crying, like “chick crying”, naucious and they come back again…….nope, not here. 

I’m ready to hurl and the poor kid that was in shit in the office just shut up and took it.  I told the secretary I cant keep calm, Good God. ( thats my new phrase) Im 3 seconds away from calling the Police and his father, and the Prinicial comes up the stairs with him. 

Im ready to faint at this point.   I fall into a full blown bawl  and my son is off the embarassment meter and walks me in the councelling office.  Appologizing for my behaviour to his friend in the office. 

I guess his teacher fell and broke his foot the day before, the sub didnt mark him in and he was where he should be but couldn’t hear his name over the basketballs???

 I was trembling all the way home, the kind of trembling when your head sweats and your not even working out.   He’s was fine.   I need one of them ativans i take when i go to the dentist and I think the poor dude is not going to have too much away time from Mom till I can heal properly.   Poor thing! Were hiking all weekend!

I was basically done for the day, and ready to drink at 1100 am…..  He’s lucky I let him stay!  When I picked him I did ask what the Principal said when he called him out of class, he thought he was being busted for chucking snowballs, the Principal replied, your Mom’s hysterical, you need to come with me.

Good God, I booked a flight to Vegas in my recovery mode, everythings gonna be OK!