My Single Mom Life

My sister had on the most beautiful costume jewelry necklace today. I just remembered I wanted to ask her about it, duh Kat.
It was like a 3 strand necklace with all kinds of little charms and gemstones on it, very, very pretty.
Skye kept wanting it and as you do with little kids sometimes, you tell them it's stuck and won't come off, because little hands tend to break stuff.
I need to ask her where she got it though, or maybe she'll let me borrow it for a day so I can copy the pattern to make one.
It was something I know I could make if I could just see it close up to get a good look at how thy laid it out and what kind of clasp they have on it.

When we got back, I had a huge stack of mail to go through.
I got the new issues of Cosmo, stuff my medicare part D drug coverage from Humana, and some child support stuff, and a letter from an elementary school in North Port.
Let's talk about the child support first.
Way back in April, I applied for modification to my child support.
Today, they finally mailed the form for me to just SIGN stating that yes, I want to have a hearing.
The last letter they sent said it would have the date and time of the hearing, not a form to sign.
Grrr.
It's gonna be what? Another 8 months before I get the letter with teh actual hearing date in it?
Ugh!

The letter from North Port Elementary is confusing.
It has my name and address hand written on it in ink, but inside it says that I am the mother of some other kid who lives in North Port.
Apparently I'm the divorced wife of some guy with the name of W. Ziegler, and mother to W. Ziegler Jr.
The kid was born in 1997.
Um, I think I would have remembered getting married and divorced again, and I certainly would remember having another child.
The letter is about this kids ESE plan, he's in special classes for speech therapy I guess, and my presence is requested at a meeting to discuss how he's doing on November 30th at 10am.
I'm not this kids mother, nor am I this guys ex-wife.
I'm very confused as to why my name and address is hand written on this letter.
Did the dad pull a name out of his butt or something, and give it to the school?
Something is not right about this.
We've never lived in North Port, I've never had another child aside from my own 2.