blogger is pissing me off. Don't tell me that I've clicked on an invalid page you bone head! Ugh!
Today I have an in home meeting with Pudd'ns teacher. His yearly I.E.P. is coming up. We discuss his goals and where we'd like to see him develop. It's been the same thing year after year. We'd like language, potty training and for him to sleep in his own bed. Blah, blah, blah.
Last night we were horribly slow at work. At one point I called Lili to talk about what's for dinner tonight at my place (it's our weekly witchie get together). Slappy had to take the new busboy home, so I had to hang out while he did that.

Me: My last tables are paying, I'm leaving now. ( I no longer ask for permission to leave, I just TELL him).

Slappy: Well I have to take Max home in a little later, I need you to stay while I do it.

Me: No, not later, how about NOW? My tables are leaving and I want to GO.

I then handed him his car keys and bugged him until he left. It did not take too much persuasion. I've been with Steve 14 years, he can tell you that I'm well versed in the dark arts of making men miserable until I get my own way. LOL