Perps a plenty! Last night behind the A-1 Motel there were many, many officers and some shouting perps. It was like a scene from Cops. Hell yes I was out on my patio taking pictures in my underwear. They didn’t turn out well, which is fine because there was no brutality to report, just some apparently legitimate perpetration.
But let’s talk about some VISIBLE perpetration.
It is heartbreaking to me that an idiot like this can spawn and endanger her child in such a cavalier fashion, while other responsible, loving grown-ups I know cannot get pregnant. Yes, I know I’m a little old to be rattling on about how unfair the universe is. Don’t care.
I hope two good things come out of this. 1) Her mother, Lynne, will call her from Louisiana and have a good long talk with her. 2) I also hope this will raise awareness of airbag dangers and the general dangers of having little mushy-headed and soft-spined babies out of their car seats in general, at least among Britney’s five remaining fans.
At the middle of this Venn diagram of Perps and child-neglect lies my first babydaddy, Seattle Federline, whom I am back on the emails with. (You may remember a few weeks ago I discovered he lets Frannie ride in the front seat of his car, as well as other people’s children.)
SeaFed is strongly advocating public school for Franny next year, which I am really ambivalent about. On one hand, my fella and I aren’t completely financially stable yet because he’s still a contractor, so there’s a risk we will have financial fluctuations this year. So it doesn’t seem like the best time to commit to another year of tuition. On the other hand, public schools in Seattle are in a huge state of flux themselves–they don’t have enough money, and they are talking about closing some again.
I am taking cold comfort in the remark SeaFed made in a recent email defending Seattle Public Schools:
I have full confidence in Seattle Public Schools as I am a product myself along with That Poor Woman, Auntie Jaguar, and all of my current friends.
Why does that not make me feel better AT ALL? Why would he be so foolish as to even make a remark like this to me? Maybe a long-dormant, twisted sense of humor has finally awakened in him. Such are the mysteries of Seattle Federline.
In Other News
Last night my baby was toothy, climby, and alert to all possibilities. She was everything an almost eleven-month-old should be. And then I relalized, Franny was eleven months old when I started this here blog thing almost five years ago. Yow.
Strudel always looks so happily devilish. She has such an expressive little face.
Hmmm, why am I not surprised that Jaguar is a product of Seattle’s public school system? I seem to recall she was always singing its praises over private school. Ugh.
And now she’s a public school teacher, so there you go.
Don’t get me started on Britney.
And the hell with the phone call – I hope Lynne hops on a plane, whisks that poor child away from his grossly incompetant parents, and raises him herself. In which case he’ll…turn out just like his mother. Um, nevermind.
is strudel walking all the way yet? cuz that middle picture kind of hints at it.
and i’ve always thought it no mere coincidence that britney’s initials are b.s.
Here’s my blah blah blah about Seattle Public Schools.
My kids (age 14 and 8) are going to public school and doing great. If you’re involved with your kid’s school and her life she’s going to do great. Public school teachers want you to be involved and in the classroom. They have great AP programs if you like that route and lots of choices for “alternative” schools. Alternative is nto what it used to be–check out Salmon Bay.
Check out all the public schools right now though. You can visit classrooms while they’re in action and see the style for the school and teachers. There are several great schools in Ballad and your neighborhood school is probably John Stanford International school which is nationally recognized (in a good way). TOPS on Eastlake is also awesome–but you need to register now if you want a prayer of getting in.
Sorry for the unsolicited advice. I know some kids in crap private schools because their parents are afraid of public–just because they’re public.
I feel ya. Sam’s tuition is a pretty hard hit on my single momma budget, but although I’ve heard there are some good public schools out there, I just canna bring myself to commit him to all the bullshit.
Hang in there! And the ol’ ‘public school was good enough for papa’ routine is a bullshit reason to plop yer cuties into the thick of it.
SJ–I live not too far from you and have a kid in kindergarten at Wessst Wooodland. We did the serious school-shopping thing this time last year, and my partner’s thrown herself into the PTA and the various Seattle Public School improvement/evaluation/whatever-it’s-called committees.
So–I also don’t want to give assvice or to side with Sea-Fed. It sounds like Franny’s happy and doing well where she is. But I’d be happy to give you any dirt I have on the local schools, especially in the Northwest Cluster, which is where it sounds like you are. RW and I were surprised and impressed by the schools we looked at here (and we have friends with kids at Salmon Bay who love it. WW seemed like a better fit for our structure-happy girl, though).
Good luck with it all.
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hey now, hey now. initials mean nothing.
and i’m totally NOT saying that because my initials are b.s. too.
i mean, they’re not. really.
Hey–
Nine years of Seattle Public Schools, right here. Skipped the 8th grade, graduated from UW with a 3.86, published writer blah blah blah resume fodder blah blah.
The trick is to only have her go half the time. It’s a lot more challenging that way and it frees up time so she can learn other valuable skills like how to sew sneakers together and weave rugs in poor lighting conditions.
Okay, blah blah blah published writer is more convincing to me than a lot of arguements.
I live at 64745 Commonwealth in Seattle. Been up here before?
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