Poppy--great race report!
JayGee--On the internet issue: I too spend more time on the computer than I did 15 years ago, but so much of it is stress relief. Quite frankly, I think most of us change a lot when we have kids, especially young ones, and we do what we can to cope. I used to be stressed pre-kids, but now my stress has quadrupled and my stress relief often takes the form of surfing the web while J nurses. I'd prefer to read, except that half the time J will reach back and whack the book repeatedly until I give up. I figure surfing the web is better than drinking, gambling, shopping, going postal....
1jooj--ugh on the neighbor/well issue, though I'm glad to hear he's finally responding.
Mel--glad to hear there's a plan in place for your DH's asthma (and how crazy that it dates back to 2009!). It's nice to have a solution to those difficult medical issues.
DrJen--hope the anemia turns out to be from something easy and not something scary. So sorry to hear about your patients, and as far as the school situation: at my high school, everyone involved in the incident received the same punishment and even though the punishments were pretty harsh (detentions came in pairs, even for things like chewing gum), they weren't suspension + no activities + no graduation attendance kinds of things for one incident. Also, I find it really odd that some violence is tolerated and other violence isn't, especially when one deliberately provokes and the other is merely a reaction. So, antagonizing people is ok, but responding isn't? Wow. I hope you are able to work out a solution.
Mel--perhaps you can ask the student what message God might be sending if she earned a failing grade? Perhaps God is telling her that she needs to work harder, get a tutor, or otherwise put more work into it?
Also yes, I always emphasize that they "earned" the grade. I don't "give" anything.
Here's my April Fool's story: my sister brought over her double bike trailer last weekend so I can borrow it for the girls. It's a Schwinn, so it has a little thingy that gets permanently attached to the bike and I spent a few days fighting for the 10 minutes I needed just to do that (it finally got done by pulling out the playpen, setting it up in the yard, dumping J into it, and letting her scream bloody murder while I attached the thingy to my bike. Also, because it was so hard to think straight during the screaming and R's prattling on about whatever she was doing in the sandbox, I managed to clamp down my quick-release so hard that the brakes were constantly on. It took me another 24 hours to figure out what had happened and fix it.) I wanted to go riding that day, but I think I needed to teach and/or there were 40mph gusts so the ride was tabled.
Today I decided that we were going on a bike ride today, come what may. Well, the universe took that challenge and awarded with me a very flat tire on the trailer when we were trying to leave for the library. The tire was completely flat within 3 minutes of inflating it, so I couldn't even bike to the nearby bike store and get it fixed.
Since the morning had been spent with one child or the other crying and it was now 11:40, I gave up, threw the tire and kids into the car and we drove to the library and then stopped and got the tire fixed. After lunch we were finally able to go for a ride. I can't believe it was that hard.
The ride went ok, and the trailer wasn't quite as heavy as I'd expected. Also, we managed to get a few dresses for both girls and even a Nike running skirt for R at the consignment shop. I think J really liked having her sister in the trailer too. Now I just need to get my legs in shape because I plan to use it for a lot of our short errands this summer.
my skirtsports skirts so much...they have comfy unders that don't ride up and don't chafe!
I'm not entirely sure how it worked out that I ended up out with friends at bars THREE days in a row. During front-loading! 
Wasn't spring break last week? 
and Ali G is acting like she's been sent to the gallows because I told her to pick up her Princess Monopoly all. on. her. own. 
