Monthly Archives: June 2014

Finals, Vacation and Chicken Enchiladas…


It’s the week that forces collide…we are down to the last days of school and my vacation starts after work on Friday.

The boy child is a little blue – he likes school better than summer vacation. I, on the other hand, am chomping at the bit for the sound of the Hallelujah chorus blasting from a PA system, and a reprieve from monitoring progress on schoolwork.  But I am a single mom, so I will be at work when freedom rings at 10:30 tomorrow morning, and the heavenly chorus will only sound in my head and heart. Still, I look forward to the perpetual stress of projects, exams and unfinished homework going on hiatus, and doing some things I enjoy doing for a few weeks, or months, without fear that Aspie Boy will blow off his work and his grades will suffer if I do.

As of now, the night before school lets out, we don’t know how long that break will be because everything on his list this week – exams, assignments and papers – are make-or-break, and he’s still working on a major Spanish project that was due last week. The assignment is to create a four to six-minute cooking show in Spanish using vocabulary from the last chapter they studied – La Comida (Food). If he doesn’t finish it well, he will fail. If he fails, he needs to make it up this summer, if that’s possible. If it isn’t possible…well, I can’t go there, yet.

Everyone else in the class did the project with a partner, but the assignment was presented and the teams were picked on the one day of school Andy missed this semester, so he’s on his own. He was also rubric-less until yesterday, so he decided to fix Schnitzel, but did not get to that, either. It may have been a good thing, in a way, because as it turns out he needs to demonstrate making a food originating in a Spanish speaking country.
I am not going to say I told him so, but I did.

I also told him he was making chicken enchiladas, so he did. Sort of.  The video is shot and edited, so it’s only the dialog that’s missing. He decided to do a voice over, but as of 9:10 of the last school night of the year no Spanish has been uttered.  It’s tempting to wish we had another week , but last week we did and he is still dangling off the edge, so I am not sure it would make a difference, or that either of us would survive two last weeks of school. So I am hiding, to avoid freaking out.

This week is finals for me, too. The deadlines for goals I set in January are hitting one after another, mostly because at New Year’s my goal was to be a “new me” for this vacation. My whole family – parents, brothers, and all of our “kids” are gathering for the first time in 17+ years to honor my mom’s 80th and my brother’s 60th birthdays. It’s a big deal.

Today marked the end of a weight loss challenge.  I was one of six on our team for the competition that ran from January 11 through June 5.  When we started, I was determined to change my body so I could feel good hiking, riding my bike, playing tennis and  having once-in-this-lifetime family portraits taken. I was ready to start living a healthy lifestyle.  I think that lasted about a day.

This morning, I dashed out of the house 35 minutes earlier than normal to complete the final weigh in on my way to work. In the almost five months of the challenge, I gained 7.8 pounds. As terrible as that sounds, it is 5 pounds less than the May weigh-in on Friday, so I am actually a bit relieved, but the reality is, I failed. Completely.

So for now, Andy is one up on me and I can still hope it stays that way.

Chicken enchiladas, anyone?