He pulled a fast one!

Slippery T is what I used to call him and perhaps I should still.  Yesterday T thought I wouldn't be home when the van was to get him.  I was in a meeting with the Pastor of our church and the Principal and Assistant Principal of the other school I'm going to present to in October.  I told T it was up to him to get himself going and to look for his ride.  Well, I got home earlier than I thought and noticed he hadn't had anything to eat (he leaves evidence) so I make him a sandwich and told him to look for his ride.  Well, he actually went outside (which he never does) to wait.  He was unusually quiet so I asked him what was wrong.  He said he didn't feel well - had a headache and sore throat. I told him that I know it will be hard but he can do it and then come home and rest. Well, I walked away. A few hours later I receive a call from the school.  He never showed up! Strangely enough, maybe it was the way he was behaving and the fact that didn't actually see him get in the van, when the phone rang I had a feeling it was the school. I'm used to hearing from his former school (the asst. Principal's voice from the last few years) but now it's someone else calling. Sigh. She said she asked T's friend (a boy he got to know from their using days who attends there, also) if T commented at all on what he thinks about the new school. His friend told her that he hates it.  No surprise there.  He hadn't complained very much after the first day (actually not all) so I assumed that he accepted it and was going to try.  The teacher told me that he's not trying and sits there most of the 3 hours.  Not a good sign. Not sure how this is going to play out but I've learned to not get too worked up because I'm not in charge.  T is a very social individual.  He's smart.  He's a looker - not just saying that because he's my son.  I recall as far back as middle school, many moms telling me that their daughters thought that he was HOT.  Truthfully, that bothered me.  The word "HOT" for a middle school adolescent, coming from moms - no less, sounded - well - lets just say it seemed inappropriate.  Anyway, the reason I mentioned his looks (along with the other things) is maybe he can go into acting.  I KNOW, I KNOW - drugs seemed to be associated in that field.  And it is a very difficult industry but.....I believe he would be good at it. I am just hoping he'll find his passion.  He wants to do karate and I was going to sign him up this week, so perhaps that might give him the outlet he's looking for.  I guess there is going to be try-outs for a movie associated with this karate place, which reminded me of suggesting, once he gets his hs diploma, he might want to pursue the entertainment industry. The owner and instructor suggested he try-out - saying he has the look.  Anything!  I hate to see him so down.  I hope he will see that there are endless possibilities for him.  Someday.   Oh - yes things are moving in the right direction regarding the presentation.  I wrote 4 very short articles that will be in our new community citizen's paper.  The articles are part of a series called "NOT MY CHILD".  After the title for each I have "did you know" bullets - listing stats, etc.  And then, of course, ending it with...the details.  I dragged my husband up to the coffee shop to meet the new publisher of this paper.  We had a great time and I KNEW my husband would hit it off with this guy.  I love this new concept - people writing their own articles - enclosing photos if they want - for events and such. Since this is so new - he is having a difficult time getting stories.  So - I offer to help. Here I go again...... In addition - last night I receive a call from our deacon. The priest at our church wanted him to call me to be a part of a group (don't feel like going into the details) that will meet once a week for 8 weeks - so see if what another church is doing will work at our church.  If so, that would mean more meetings and 8 more weeks at our church.  I asked the deacon "why me?"  He laughed and said that maybe our priest doesn't like me.  Of course, he was kidding.  I am flattered but.... I don't know.  I know he'll be calling this morning for my answer.  I know I'll say yes.