Blog Number 91

Greetings and welcome to today's random thought.

You will have to pardon this entry and anything I might say.  I just returned from watching "Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby" so I cannot be held responsible for my random thoughts tonight.

So I left work early this afternoon so I could get home in time for a parent / teacher conference.  Up until this year we have homeschooled our 8 year old.  OK, I say "we" but really my wife has done most (ok almost all) the actual work.  Consequently, I have never attended a parent / teacher conference.  OK well technically, every night when the wife and I would talk it would be (again, technically) a parent / teacher conference.  Heck, to be truly technical, if the wife started talking to herself, you could legitimately say that it was a parent / teacher conference.  But I digress, today I went to my first parent / teacher conference where the "teacher" was not my wife.

Now that we have that settled (it is settled right?), let's get on with the blog.  We went through the normal stuff, your son is doing this and that, yada yada yada.  I wasn't really paying attention.  Just kidding.  I actually had a pretty good time.  The teacher is a nice enough lady and she and my wife have several things in common.  Toward the end of the meeting, we talked about our grade school memories.  My son is in third grade and I admitted to his teacher that I did not even remember my third grade teacher.  I remember my second grade teacher.  I remember my fourth grade teacher.  I even remember a substitute teacher that I had in the fourth grade.  But for the life of me, I don't remember anything about third grade.  I assured her that I meant no disrespect by this admission.

The teacher just sat there silent for a minute and then admitted that she could not remember her third grade teacher either.

Thanks for reading my Random Thoughts.

Jon