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Easy Way to Raise Money for Schools

Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

Okay, I don’t usually do this, but this is a REALLY easy way for my kid’s school to raise money, and you barely have to do a thing. Also, if you tell me you did it, I promise I will never hit you up for fund raising ever, ever, ever again in the future. (Except grandparents and Aunt Lisa; y’all are locked in for the next fourteen years of fund raising crap.)

Basically, if you are a Georgia Natural Gas customer, they will donate five dollars a month to my kid’s school if you link your account number to that school. That’s a donation of sixty dollars a year. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS GO THE WEBSITE AND TYPE IN YOUR ACCOUNT NUMBER. You can do this in the time it takes to drink a cup of coffee, if that.

I will even give you the link. All you have to do is click. Easy peasy.

And of course, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that you can donate to your own local school. If funding helps schools, and school improvement helps property values, then it seems to be a no-brainer.

Thanks!
Dogwood Girl

p.s. Evansdale Elementary. Dekalb County.

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Posted in Atlanta, Cool Stuff, Education, Georgia, Parenthood | No Comments »

Red Alert: Dogwood Girl is Beyond Angry

Wednesday, August 12th, 2009

So, I have some questions about the magnet program at my kid’s school. I cannot get the Dekalb County director of the program to reply to my emails or phone calls. I cannot get her assistant to reply. I have left multiple messages on the numbers that I can find listed for those folks and the department. I have called the main office to be connected to that department, and the Office of Student Assignments. Evidently, Dekalb County schools are being run by computers. Computers that spit out incorrect schedules for thousands of Dekalb County students.

Luckily, they have humans to make sure that your kids are not wearing flip flops, have a hole in their jeans, or God forbid, have stitching on the pockets of their pants. Because that, that would have to be dealt with by putting the perp into ISS for hours on their first day of sixth grade. Because every young girl, on her first day of middle school, needs to be held up and ridiculed for her clothing.

I am so thankful (and this is NOT sarcasm, promise) that the wonderful folks at my kid’s elementary school are so helpful and really wanted to help me work this problem out. However, they basically told me there was nothing they could do, because THEY can’t get these folks to reply to them either.

So, I am kind of feeling sorry for Dekalb County now, because they are going to be really sick of me. If I have to go down to that office in person and get Pat Copeland to respond to my questions, I will do so.

I just love meeting new people. I think she is really going to dig me.

Wanna get scared about Dekalb County schools? Read this watchdog blog.

Or AJC’s Get Schooled.

Or this Teacher’s advocate blog.

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Posted in Angst, Atlanta, Dogwood Girl, Education, Home, Parenthood, Politics, Rollie | 8 Comments »

I am Busy, I am Bad

Wednesday, August 5th, 2009

So, this week has been crazy. I started back on Weight Watchers. I started training for the Thanksgiving Half-Marathon. Todd and I are trying to plan our basement renovations. I am writing the first monthly newsletter for my kids’ school. It has to go to the printer the same day that school starts. I am babysitting my nephew tonight and tomorrow.

Got off to a terrible start this morning when I showed up at the open house registration with the wrong paperwork. The list of required documentation said “Proof of Residency, such as a utility bill, deed, et.” I brought my Comcast bill. They said they needed a utility bill and that phone didn’t count. Since when is phone not considered a utility bill!? Luckily, Todd had one in his car and ran out and got it, but I am pretty sure that I will be known in the future as “that bitchy Mom that got all huffy over the Comcast bill.” Oh, well. I have been called worse. And would it have killed the folks at the school to apologize to me for the confusion? Am i off base here?

We proceeded to get Rollie squared away, and found his new Kindergarten classroom. His teacher seems nice, but I would be lying if I didn’t wish that her grammar was a little better. (Not sure if that makes me a snob or what. Is it too much to ask that my child’s teacher be well-spoken?) I do believe that what kids learn at home trumps what they learn in the classroom, though, and so I am sure he will be fine. And I do like that she seems kind of old school otherwise.

Anyway, it’s Wednesday, and Rollie starts back to school on Monday. It will be nice to get back on schedule. Even if it means that I am old enough to have a Kindergartner! And oh, my GOD. He is going to ride the bus. I am scared. Very scared. And busy, and I guess kind of bad for being so judgmental about my kid’s teacher.

Wait til you hear about me buying his baseball equipment. Now that is a funny story.

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Posted in Education, Family, Life, Musings, Parenthood, Rollie, Tucker | 5 Comments »

Where I’m From. Where I’ve Been. Where I’m At.

Saturday, March 7th, 2009

I’m a little drunk. Ish.

So, i have been thinking about my neighborhood a lot today. A friend from my old neighborhood is grappling with the whole educating-a-kid-in-intown-Atlanta-schools issue. She asked my opinion on a living in my old neighborhood (EAV) vs. living in my new neighborhood (Northlake Mall/Lavista/Briarlake) vs. living in the real OTP burbs (I grew up in Roswell/Alpharetta. She is considering E. Cobb.)

I thought scads about all the different things that go into choosing what is not just best for a kid’s education, but what is best for a family. And all of that discussion confirmed for me that we made the best decision for us.

Also? It helps when my awesome neighbors call me at 3pm on Friday to bring the kids over to play in the sunshine, swing, slide, throw pine cones, and climb fig trees, while we drink beer and wine and order Mediterranean takeout.

I miss my old neighborhood. I love my new neighborhood. I wish they could meet each other, because, damn, they would get along really well together.

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Posted in Alpharetta, Atlanta, Dogwood Girl, East Atlanta, Education, Family, food, Friends, Home, Life, Parenthood, Roswell, Tucker | 3 Comments »

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