Dismissed from Cal

Well, it has been almost two weeks since the new year, and I guess I am just not the daily post kind of gal.  Would be good if i remember, or really, just take the time.

So we heard from Kurt that Cal is kicking him out.  Initially I was really upset, because he is probably really upset, then I thought, it is a learning curve.  He has never had a stumbling block worthy of doing anything about it.  This should help him decide if he wants to change everything about him or just hum along and do the same thing.

I spent the whole morning cleaning his room, maybe getting it ready for him, before I heard the news.  He needs to decide if he wants to live there and get a job.  I am sure he can work at Cal Dining, and stay at that apartment til the lease is up, or he can try to sublet and see what happens and come down here.  When and if he comes down, he needs to either get a full time job, or go to school full time, or something.  The most important thing is that he needs to make a complete change.

After the initial frenzy of tidying up, I am slowing down a bit.  We got really mad at Will for not cleaning up the french mess, and he is changing a little.  We had Will's birthday celebration at Benihana on January 3.  The food was good, the alcohol too expensive and the chicken fried rice outstanding.  I still don't know how they do the double egg thing with the bowl. 

Saturday, the 6th, Kurt went up to Chadwick to play at the alumni bowl.  He had a great time in the pool.  Rob had a hip replacement and is able to swim and play and he was in the pool with the guys.  Kurt Buckbinder, Matty Galas and a few folks that I remember were there.  We enjoyed the games and KR went surfing before it was over, and Kurt and I had the BBQ lunch after.

My girls are starting to lay, and the other day, I got FOUR EGGS.  This Monday, it started to rain, and it poured for two whole days.  The 101 freeway by Santa Barbara was completely inundated with mud and the freeway was closed and many houses were destroyed and people killed.  First the fire, then the mud slide.

Kurt was suppose to write the letter for readmission, but he waited so long.  Wednesday night I had an epiphany and thought he needs to be up there.  So I told him to buy a ticket and Thursday, KR drove him to Union Station, and he left.  He didn't want to go yet, thinking he can avoid the inevitable.  He said Lilly is still a mess, and he can't stand living there.  I think his letter was so lame, but I didn't say anything.  Tonight he is suppose to get the official notification that he is not returning.  I don't know if he can never go back or just for a semester or two.  They don't want people that don't want to be there.

Especially a Regent Scholar.

Another chapter of the book.  Wonder what it will reveal.