March 31, 2008

give me the low-down: it's interview time.

So, teachers, give me the 411, the info, the skinny. I have my interview on Thursday and I need some help. Got any buzz words I could/should use? Got any special phrases that will win the principals over? Got any suggestions at all??

P.S. I've posted a lot today. Make sure you scroll down. :)

karaoke catastrophe.

I thought I would try something new: uploading video.

I don't have a video camera, but I discovered a recording function on my digital camera while on vacation.

Here's a video of the man we affectionately called "Crazy Pete" singing his rendition of Santana's "Smooth" in the karaoke bar on our ship. I regret that I didn't think of recording him earlier in his song...but I think you get the idea. You can't really see Pete, but you sure can hear him.

do you myspace?

If so, I have some of the cruise pictures up on my page. If not, I guess you'll have to wait for me to post them on the blog.

Of course, the pictures on myspace don't go into great detail. I will provide commentary on the blog and more descriptors of the pictures/vacation when I have the time. This may take a few days...

There are only about half of the total pictures taken posted on myspace right now. The others will have to wait for another time.


you mean I have to make my own breakfast?

Back to reality.

Sleeping in my own bed last night was phenomenal. But waking up to Aaron's alarm clock and then looking out the window to a rainy day was just...depressing.

I let myself sleep in this morning. I figured I owed it to myself, right? But then when I woke up I was faced with the brutal truth: I had no make my own coffee.

I got so used to being served all meals (and snacks) that I'm a little bitter about having to cook my OWN food. Boo.

Ah, well. I'm sure in a few days things will snap back to normal. But right now, this is just weird.

March 30, 2008

traffic feeds.

I don't like them. Get rid of them. They scare me. I feel like a stalker.


We are back from our vacation. It was wonderful. I'll have pictures and blogs and all sorts of wonderful things as soon as I find some time.

I've spent the last hour just reading blogs! And I'm not even finished with my blogroll! I still have about 10 more to read. Geez!

Not sure when I'll be able to blog about the trip as tomorrow is Monday and the chaos begins. But I will post, I promise...sometime.

March 20, 2008

caribbean or bust!

This time tomorrow I will be on a plane headed to Miami for 9 days of pure holiday merriment. *blissful sigh.

I know the words "caribbean or bust!" are going to get really annoying, so I'll just tell ya now: don't check my blog until March 30th. There will be no updates. I repeat, there will be no updates.

I'll be thinking of you ;)

March 18, 2008

go vote!

On my poll. -------------->

I expect well, thought-out answers from you teacher-folk.

Here's some information that might help you make an educated decision:
  • I have taught/been involved with high school for the past five years.
  • Therefore, I am a little bitter.
  • I am not a morning person.
  • I am a very strict, follow-the-rules kind of teacher. I do NOT waiver, ever. In fact, I was informed last year by a former student that the rumor/general consensus surrounding Mrs. Webb is that, "She's really hot, but a total bitch." Nice.
  • Yet kids still like me when it's all said and done...
  • I am extremely consistent (with rules, with schedules, with everything). I thrive on routine.
  • I am overly organized. It's actually quite sick.
  • I have ZERO teaching materials/classroom materials for an elementary setting.
  • I want to read to my kids Charlotte's Web and Indian in the Cupboard.
  • I am very creative when it comes to artsy-craftsy type things, but often don't do them because they are expensive and time-consuming and messy.
  • Runny noses and "accidents" don't scare me.
  • I think math is very hard and not too sure how I'll be able to teach it.
  • I want my kids to like me; I don't want a bunch of jaded students. Hence, why I left high school.
  • I do not want to "teach to the test" all year.
  • Although I have subbed for elementary in the past, I have never, ever taught elementary.
So there. Go vote. :)

March 17, 2008


I interview for a K-6 position on April 3rd.


I got the mail today...and I passed the freakin' EC 4-8 test! What the crap!?

My score are hilarious. They completely reveal on which side my brain chooses to operate:

English Language: 30/37
Social Studies: 22/28
Science: 17/28
Math: 12/27

Boo to math and science, I say!

It's official: I can now teach Pre-K through 12th grade!

March 15, 2008

cruise preparation.

A week from today I will be getting on the ship that will take me to the Caribbean...ahhh, yes.

I was thinking, in the shower, of all the things I still needed to get in order to get ready. I thought I'd let you in on the madness. When am I going to get all this stuff? "There's no time! No time!" How's that for a Jesse Spano quote? ;)

Things to buy and do:
  • A cute track suit for the plane ride. Any ideas on where to get a cute, but comfy, one??
  • Shorts! I freakin' hate shorts. I'm thinking of just buying some bermudas and not worrying about the whole thigh/cellulite issue.
  • A swimsuit cover-up (not necessary, but fun).
  • Trunks for Aaron. He's lost so much weight since our last cruise and I'm afraid his trunky-trunks will fall off once they get wet!
  • A dress or two for dinners/evenings on the boat. Old Navy has some fantastic tube dresses on their website right now. I hope they have them in the store. They're floor-length, so they're pretty much ideal for dinners and evening shows. Comfortable, but dressy enough to look
  • Sunscreen
  • Disposable cameras for the excursions. Last time, I stressed out far too much by trying to keep our expensive digital camera from getting wet and broken while we were kayaking and hiking. Never again. Disposable it is!
  • A backpack/purse hybrid for when we go parasailing and horse-riding on the coast. I have to have "my stuff," but I refuse to carry a purse or wear a huge backpack.
  • A small fan for the stateroom. I can't sleep without a fan!
Things to do:
  • Pack!
  • Tan everyday next week.
  • Get a mani/pedi! Very important!
  • Shop! (Obviously)
  • Uhm...that's about it.

March 13, 2008

Crazy-mad updates on Old Love Letters.

Pour yourself a cup of hot tea, grab a blanket, and sit for a spell...or if it's hot where you are, make yourself some iced tea, kick off your shoes, and sit under a fan.

Loads of updates here.

March 12, 2008

an update of sorts.

I have received three contributions to Old Love Letters and they are making me very excited! Check out the most recent post. It was contributed by a man (GASP!) and is absolutely wonderful. The best part is the mention of tree-climbing...*sigh.

My printer has stopped working. One minute it worked. The next, no workey. What gives? This has been a bit stressful for me the past two days since EVERYTHING I do for school revolves around my ability to do it at home...with my printer. I'm annoyed!!!!

We leave for our cruise in 10 days! I cannot wait to lay out in the sun, ride horses along the coast of St. Thomas, drink margaritas 'til I can't see straight in Grand Turk, and just have a full week to myself, where faulty printers are nowhere in sight and homework will be completely abandoned.

I applied for my Arkansas teaching certificate about a month ago and still haven't gotten it in the mail. Why are government agencies such crap? The final day for letters of intent/transfer requests at my school district was March 1st and I still have yet to hear anything about "where they're going to place me" this coming school year - not good for a planner like myself.

Poor David Archuleta really sucked it up last night on American Idol. How can you forget the words?! Come on, David! He still deserves to stay, though. However, if that darn Kristy Lee Cook doesn't get kicked off tonight, I might boycott American Idol forever (yeah, how many times have I said that before?) But seriously...that crackhead country-version of "8 Days a Week" last night was like taking a trolley ride through hell.

I failed to acknowledge the Happy Birthday of my blog. It was March 4th. My blog is officially a one-year-old. I guess now that means it will start running around and growing teeth and eating solids...happy birthday, my blog.

That's all for now.

March 11, 2008


We go on our cruise a week from Friday and I still have yet to look like Jillian Michaels. I'm bummed.

In better news, though, there is a new post on Old Love Letters!

March 10, 2008

announcing the launch of "old love letters."

I am very excited to announce the launch of my newest blog, created this day, March 10th, 2008.

Old Love Letters.

Once there, you can read for yourself its purpose. I would love readers, subscribers, "commenters," and eventual contributors.

Feel free to add "Old Love Letters" to your blogroll:


March 7, 2008

due to the following:

  • My mother-in-law is in town.
  • My GA job is insane.
  • I have homework.
  • I have homework.
  • Oh yeah, did I mention I have homework?

My posting has/will continue to go to the wayside. It's actually very unfortunate.

P.S. The midterm was...interesting. We ended up doing it online because of bad weather. Ya know, she sends an email attachment, we answer and send it back. I under-estimated how long it would take me because I'm a little cocky like that and I ended up shooting myself in the foot. (Not really, that would have been weird). I had to answer 6 essay-type questions and I did really well on the first five and then ran out of time on the last one. Ah, well. I know I didn't fail it.

I'm off to cater to the needs of my husband and MIL now.

March 5, 2008

sharpen your pencils...

I have a midterm tomorrow. In a graduate level class. Seriously?

I haven't taken a midterm since 2003 and I fear, after having looked upon my handy dandy review sheet, that I have forgotten how to study...or maybe it's that I don't want to study.

A midterm. In a graduate level class.



My home state causes me to hang my head and stare at my shoes after last night's primaries.

March 3, 2008

do YOU know the muffin man?

I should have reversed the order of these last two posts, but I always realize that AFTER I'm done with one. And quite frankly, I don't feel like going back and editing anything. Blah.

This post you're currently reading is the follow-up to the one down below. So perhaps ya might want to scroll down first.

Done? Ready? we go.

Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man? Here's hoping you don't.

The last picture I took of my night at the rock concert got me thinking: Why do women do this to themselves?

Yes, I went there. Call it exploitation, call it unfair, call it an infringement of her privacy. Whatever. She wore this outfit. She's in public. The photo is fair game as far as I'm concerned.

Ah, the muffin top. Wikipedia defines the term as the following: a generally pejorative, slang term used for a person, usually female, whose flabby midsection spills over the waistline of his or her pants in a manner that resembles the top of a muffin spilling over its paper casing.

Clear enough for you?

I've never understood what prompts women to go out in public with their fat rolls hanging over the sides of their pants. Now, I'm not against fat rolls. I have a few myself. But how can one possibly think that this is a good look? Not to mention how frighteningly uncomfortable those jeans must be...

The sad (or maybe it's funny) thing about this woman is that she actually has a pretty nice figure...from the front. She was a bit older, but obviously still pretty thin, and she had a pretty face. Why she chose to dress like this, though, remains the biggest mystery of them all.

The situation was made worse when, after several beers, this woman started jumping up and down frantically. I suppose she thought she was jumping to the syncopated rhythm of the sounds coming from the stage, but she was really jumping up and down like a mad-woman, fat rolls jiggling and swaying from side to side.

Poor, poor woman.

In an effort to aid in the extinction of all muffin tops, I have initiated a world-wide boycott. And I hope that you, too, will join my campaign.

The solution to the extinction of muffin tops, although two-fold, is quite simple:

1. Go to the gym (or)
2. Buy a bigger pants size.

If we all ban together and do one of the following suggested approaches, the muffin top shall cease.

And ultimately, this world will be a much brighter, happier, less-congested place to dwell.

I now leave you with some potential boycott rebel yells. Feel free to use them whenever you spot an infraction on the muffin top campaign of cessation.

1. HELL NO, WE WON'T GO! (to the store to buy pants that are way too small just because we don't want to admit that we no longer have the same hips we did in high school).









satan music.

To celebrate Aaron's birthday (which is January 4th), I bought him/us tickets to the Three Days Grace concert. Opening for the band was Seether and Breaking Benjamin.

Aaron likes to work out to all said bands, so I thought this gift would be great for him. I truly am a beloved wife. Said bands are really not my style, but alas, marriage is all about compromise, right?

We went to the concert last week and had a really good time. Here are some pictures chronicling the night:

This is like, the standard event picture: the "before-we-left" picture.
Break between Seether and Breaking Benjamin. Lots 'o people (and pretty good seats, wouldn't ya say?)
The lead singer of Breaking Benjamin. He liked to use the "f" word a lot. "Everybody make some f****** noise! Get on your f****** feet! I can't f****** hear you!" I kept waving my finger at him in a matronly manner and yelling, "Inappropriate!" It made Aaron laugh.
The beginning of Three Days Grace's set. Do you think they intended for this to look so...fallic?
Three Days Grace
Sweet pyrotechno's.
The last picture I took of the evening has prompted my next post. This should be interesting...

March 1, 2008


It's just that I ain't got nothin' right now. I have post ideas, but no time to post them (post ideas concerning the following: muffin tops, rock concerts, and perspective). Should be interesting, no?


There will come a time when the madness will cease, even if only for a short while.

This short, glorious, while shall be called Spring Break.
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