I love my three day weekends. Especially at the end of the school year. However, since part of it was spent working, it wasn't all fun and games but at least I had an extra day to get things done without being in the classroom. I'm finally done with report cards after spending most of today entering them in the computer. I wish that was it for the end of the year tasks - but I still have to fill out the kindergarten certificates, burn 30 cd's with the year's photos as my gift for the kids, fill out placement cards and form the 1st grade classes, form the incoming kindergarten classes, take down all student work, pack my classroom, go on a walking field trip to the library on Wednesday, plan for the summer bridge program that begins right after school is out, physically move my classroom.....oh and keep teaching!
Saturday I had a great class at PAC. Each week is getting progressively larger, with more than 20 this week, even on a holiday. I am really enjoying it so far. The members have been very welcoming to me. That night Alexander had a soccer game in San Francisco near Ocean Beach. As we drove to the field, it began to rain and the closer we got, the harder the rain came down. I knew I'd be spending time in the car because I was already dressed with straight hair for a Juventus fundraiser at the Little Fox club for later that evening. Luckily, right before the game started, the rain stopped. However it was FREEZING during the whole game, Alex played only 10 minutes, the team played crappy and lost, and there was almost a fist fight between two moms on the sidelines (no, I wasn't one of them!)
The fundraiser was a bigger success than I had hoped. The venue is a great one and it was actually a lot of fun seeing and dancing with people I have not seen for awhile. The highlight was seeing a soccer mom I hadn't seen in a few years and we are not FB friends. She saw me and exclaimed "You're so TINY!" which is hilarious cause I am NOT but I am definitely smaller than the last time she saw me! There were so many people that helped to organize this and got their friends and family to come. We would have had an even better turnout if it weren't Memorial Day weekend but we still had more than 60 people throughout the night and raised almost $3K!! The funniest thing was seeing us on the dance floor, remembering how we used to dance every weekend in the late 80's and knowing that we are all "older" parents now! We need a nightclub for us mature folk!! HAHAHAHA!!! The DJ, while he tried his best, was too young to get the whole 80's thing and had a hard time with the songs. I would have rather danced to current music anyway because the clubs we went to in the 80's were Alternative, Modern Rock and Dance - not KSOL music which is fine and a lot of people danced to it but I didn't recognize alot of the music so I circulated around, sold raffle tickets and got up on stage announcing winners. It was strange how comfortable I felt up there with a microphone - I think BodyPump teaching has helped me with my self confidence and "stage presence"!! An added benefit.....
Franklin spent most of the night working the front door collecting money and tickets and we only spent a little time together. He mentioned later how proud of me he was and I was puzzled at that. He told me how different I was, how confident I was, socializing with people, working the room, up on stage, how great I looked. It's true that I felt different. Not shy. I am not really a shy person, but in social situations where I don't know many people, I tend to not be very open or socialize much. I'm very uncomfortable at parties where I don't know anyone. But that night, I flitted around the club, talking to people I didn't know, whereas I normally would stick with Franklin and not venture away. Physically, I felt good and I think it showed in how I carried myself. Another benefit of getting healthy and fit, I suppose. I had originally planned to only stay a couple of hours and pick the kids up by 11:00 because I was so tired. I ended up staying till 12:45am. I am so thankful of all the people that came out to support our soccer team.
We will be having another dance night this summer, hopefully with better music - I think a blend of 80's, 90's and current music, just good dance music in general, is in order and would be a lot of fun. If you are reading this blog, consider yourself invited!!
Sunday I had a great class at 24Hour. Only 10 people came but another Crunch defector came! I never knew her name, but as soon as I saw her, we both recognized each other! Her name is Jackie and she is a friend of Susan, who has been coming for several months. It's so nice to see the old gang, and to hear she liked my class! I learned 3 more tracks, really loved teaching them, and tomorrow I'm adding another 3. It's becoming easier to learn chorey so I don't need as much time to learn it.
After Alexander's game yesterday (which we had to win for the semi's today but lost) he and Franklin came over to me and Franklin said we needed to get him to a hospital right away. I looked at my baby's face and my stomach dropped - it's hard to describe and I wish I had taken a picture but he was grabbing the sides of his face, which was drooping - almost melting - with his eye sockets swollen, his upper cheekbones swollen, the hollows of his cheeks sunken in, and his jaw bone swollen and covered in a rash. He reminded me of a stroke victim or when my dad had Bell's Palsy when half of his face was temporarily paralyzed. Alex had some kind of allergic reaction to something right after the game, and with his asthma we were worried about his airways closing up. He grabbed my phone to get a look at his face because his team mates were telling him something was wrong with his face and he felt so weird - numb and strange. As soon as he saw himself he started to panic even more. I had to calm him down as I rushed him to the parking lot. Franklin had Fili, a very trustworthy dad on our team who knows SF, rush him to the hospital once we determined his breathing was not affected. We were following but he took off so fast, to Kaiser, apparently close to the field. Franklin drove and I plugged it into the GPS and the damn thing took us on a wild goose chase. I have never hated San Francisco as much as I did during the 30-40 minutes it took us to find the hospital. The fact that Fili's phone was off and I couldn't get a hold of him began to make me panic and I'm pretty level headed during a crises.
We finally found them at the Kaiser on Geary but we don't have Kaiser, and they wouldn't even register him until we arrived. By that time, the swelling had partly gone down and since his breathing was fine, we decided to pull him and take him back to RWC and Sequoia where we knew he would be treated well. I cringe to think of how much time we wasted - in hindsight we should have driven straight there but we didn't. The ER was packed, and at the end of it all, they gave him Benadryl. The only thing we can think of is that he used a towel given to the team as a tournament gift to wipe down his face after the game and almost immediately he swelled up. There must have been some detergent or chemical on the towel that he was highly allergic to. I now have Benadryl in my purse. He has never had anything like this happen to him, even though he is allergic to cats and dogs. It was very scary for awhile but today he is recovered and studying hard for finals. We are all tired, though, we didn't get home till after midnight.
Today I got up early, went to a spin class at PAC, then while Cassie had a playdate at her BFF's house, I worked on report cards. Done!
In more ways than one.....off to begin a crazy week at school.
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