Showing posts with label mash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mash. Show all posts

Friday, January 9, 2009

another mash

Eldest got another mash. There is something about syllabuses...syllabi? (Whatever.)

She can't remember to have me sign them.

I, on the other hand, can't figure out how to spell them.

Friday, November 14, 2008

mashing-n-dashing

Eldest got *MASH number three!!! (Unfamiliar with MASH? Read here and here.) *Mandatory After School Homework

If I sound excited, it's because I am.

I think she had three MASHes inside the first two or three weeks of school last year. So all in all, this is an improvement. Her grades aren't stellar, but at least she's turning in most of her homework. Baby steps and low expectations keep me sane.

And also? There is a new boyfriend coming to dinner tonight. Yes, Eldest has snagged herself another boy. *big sigh* I haven't mentioned him because I'm not too sure what I think. Let's just say he's carrying around a LOT of baggage. They've been a couple for a few weeks. I was hoping it would die an early silent death. No such luck, so I guess I need to get to know him. (I've met him two or three times. I just haven't really "talked" to him yet.) Car-man is out-of-town so I can try and figure this kid out without less-than-open-minded-man going apeshit when he meets ShaggyGiantBoy (long hair, 6'2", 200 lb. 16-year-old).

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

mash count

Eldest got MASH number two. (Read here if you are unfamiliar with my MASH count project.) She left her Theology notebook at home. The work is allegedly done.

Uh huh. Sure.

And best of all, I get to go pick her up at 4 and take her to golf practice. This after I left my laptop at home this morning AND forgot my hair appointment. What a lovely day this is turning out to be.
It's the crab house.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

MASH count

I have a game I'm going to play. And it will probably embarrass me in the long run. But whatever.

It's called, "Let's see how many MASHes Eldest gets this year."

What is a MASH, pray tell? It stands for Mandatory After School Homework. If you don't have your homework or required paperwork on the day it is due, you march straight to the phone, call your parental-unit and say, "I got MASH for _______". Then you spend from 3:30-4:00 in the library doing homework. If you tell the teacher-in-charge that you don't have homework, they will give you the Bible to read. (The kids learn that lesson quickly.) Oh. And if you get a MASH, the missing item is due the next day and you only get 50% credit.

In other words, MASH = quick way to fail school. But this is true too: MASH = I don't have to be the bad guy, SHE's the one who suffers if she screws up.

Today, the fifth day of classes, Eldest called to say, "I got MASH because apparently a syllabus was due in math today. That's just plain stupid but I've got MASH. Whatever."

And I said, "Well, your golf retreat doesn't start until 4, so you won't miss anything. I hope your day gets better from here."

And she responded with an ever-so-polite,"Yeah right. Like that'll happen."

Gosh. I love her. Yes, yes. It's a crab house.