August 31, 2008

just call me pamela.

Moran, that is.

You know, from Army Wives?

Aaron has been on "Bravo Status" all weekend. Translation: Can't leave the house or do practically anything at all because once his phone rings, he is to up at the squadron within one hour to take off within three.

Well, today, the phone finally rang.

And off he went.

Where, you ask? Well, that's a good question.

All I knew when he walked out of the door was that he was "going to New Orleans twice." Uhm, ok.

They sent crews out to help with the whole Hurricane Gustav debacle. He wasn't sure what he was doing or where he was going or...anything.

I did text his instructor's wife who was able to fill me in: They are bringing in to New Orleans critical care teams from...somewhere and bringing back patients and dropping them off...somewhere. Her husband was nice enough to take this picture on his phone and send it to her. She then sent it to me:

Looks pretty serious.

So...that's my humanitarian hero hard at work. Not sure when he's coming home or where he is or exactly what he's doing. But it seems pretty darn worthwhile.

I wish Pamela Moran was my neighbor. I'd invite her over for cocktails while we waited for our boys to come home from God knows where.

oh, to be this beautiful.

Dear Spiritual Being in Charge of Reincarnation,

If there really is a next life, can I please be Katie Melua?

Thanks,
Cassandra

August 27, 2008

"my stuff fell off."

So sayeth my little man Dwight this morning, while pointing to a patch of light skin on his knee that was scabbed over two days ago. "My stuff fell off, Mrs. Webb," he said. I laughed and laughed.

Some updates:
  • Things are getting better. Sloooooooowly and not so surely...but they are better than they used to be.
  • I have taught my kids "Ohm." I know, horrible. But it works. They love to chant. I make a big deal about how they need to find their inner peace and calm themselves (when they're driving me nuts) and by following my lead, they close their eyes, touch their thumbs to their middle fingers and "Ooooohhhhhhmmmmmm" until I stop. Crazy, but it works.
  • One of students passes gas in class with absolutely no regard to/of his actions. I've been harping to my principal and the resource teachers to get him psychologically evaluated (not just for the tooting, of course). He kind of scares me and I am soooooo not qualified to handle him. I really do think he needs to be in Resource. :(
  • My kids freakin' love our Fairy Tale unit and Social Studies Unit. It's almost...*gasp!* fun!
  • Hubby is home so it's time to skee-daddle. :)

August 26, 2008

just to say i posted.

Feet are sore.
Throat is achy.
Eyes are sleepy.
Bed is nigh.

It's official: I teach elementary.

August 24, 2008

i got to give credit where credit is due.

My husband is awesome!

Today, he:
  • Went up to the school and made fluency folders for all my kiddos (which involved 24 copies of a 27-page packet and a slight, scratch that, major copy machine malfunction).
  • Went up into the attic for me to get down some plastic tubs for school.
  • Mowed the lawn.
  • Made dinner.
  • Did the laundry (well, sorted the clothes and put them in...I had to fold, but that's fair).
I love him :)

August 23, 2008

rest.

It's Saturday. It's 11:40. I'm still in my pjs. I am so thankful for whoever it was who invented weekends.

Now, we bullet:
  • The Jehovah's Witnesses are STILL coming to our door every Saturday. We have stopped answering. I think next week Aaron is finally going to tell them to stop coming. It's so annoying! Leave us alone!!
  • I saw one of my kids last night at Aaron's grappling class. Well, he wasn't in Aaron's class, he was in the little kid class before. Little Jacob was soooooo excited to see me there! He thought I had come up there just to see him. It was so cute. Why are little kid hugs so great? Jacob is one of my sweet babies. I need to remember that when I get so frustrated with the others.
  • Even though it's the weekend, there's still so much to do in terms of finalizing my room, getting all the supplies together, etc. Elementary requires so much work!!!! When does it kick in and start being fun??
  • My kids are so strange. The things I expect them to get excited over (read: "We're going to have real worms in our room in a few weeks!") they could care less about. The things I think they're going to consider boring (read: Flag etiquette, an upside-down flag signals distress), they totally eat up! What gives?!
  • I got flowers from one of my student's parents yesterday. FLOWERS FROM A PARENT. Can you believe it? She had asked me one day this week how things were going and I told her how awful it had been. I thought at first that the flowers were from Aaron. Nope. I think I cried a little. It made my morning just wonderful. I am starting to notice now the good things about this job. I am trying hard to remember the good over the bad. (I tried to upload the picture from my cell phone, but it's not working and I don't feel like messing with it). Two roses and two huge lilies. Very nice.
  • OK, I'm done talking about school now.
  • Unfortunately, I need to take a shower and take care of certain duties for that place of which I am employed. Ugh.
  • P.S. The Olympics are over this weekend. Boo. :(

August 21, 2008

nothing left to do but laugh.

Things have not gotten better. They have only progressed in the wrong direction...for the most part. Don't believe me? Here's a run-down of our day:
  • 6 parent-notes sent home.
  • 3 children crying because of the notes.
  • Two children sent to principal.
  • One Mom visit in the morning.
  • One Dad visit in the afternoon.
  • Pre-assessment grade level spelling test results? 42% of my class knew ZERO of the 25 words. Yes, 0/25. The highest score was a 19/25. In fact, that was the ONLY score that was passing. Other scores? 1/25, 2/25, 7/25...you get the idea.
  • I was told by another teacher that some of my students are lazy and complain because "that's the Mexican in them." Seriously. She said that.
  • Another teacher at the school is a real bully. She takes cheap shots at me whenever she can under the guise of "just kidding." I don't even know this woman. The next time she makes an ugly "joking" comment, I think I might have to put her in her place.
  • Oh and the Dad visit? He tried telling me it was MY fault that his son got in trouble since "I've never taught elementary before." "You're totally right, Sir. It is MY fault that you choose to believe a 7-year-old over me, it is MY fault that your son was ripping up paper and playing "swords" with his pencils when he was supposed to be doing math, it is indeed MY fault that you are a completely spineless prick who can't be man enough to discipline your child." He kept babbling. I kept nodding (and laughing on the inside at this total shmuck).
And ok, there were some good points, too.
  • We FINALLY had recess!! It has been raining the past two days and we've had recess in the classroom. Aggggh!!
  • I got a picture from one of my sweet girls that said, "I love you."
  • "I love Mrs. Webb" was written at the top of one Spelling test.
  • They really like read-aloud time and books in general. And that makes me so, so, happy.
  • Jose is incredibly intelligent, especially in Math.
  • Elementary still lets out 30 minutes earlier than high school.
  • My ESL aide is invaluable. I love having an extra set of eyes in the classroom. I just wish she could stay all day.
  • My 12-minute lunch on Tuesday and my 17-minute lunch yesterday have enabled me to lose three pounds. I am so busy that I literally do not have time to eat. Ok, maybe that needs to go on my list above....
It's so bad, that it's funny. It's like a really bad movie. Or dream. Half the time I can't believe it's real life anyway. I had no inclination that it would suck this much. So what do I do? Laugh. Brush my shoulders off. Remember my priorities.

I'll do the best that I can do and after that...well, I don't give a crap.

August 20, 2008

trying to remember the good.

It was Word Study time (or what we old folk used to call Spelling) and we were going over the letters of the alphabet and the sounds they make.

Yes, we were doing this in Second Grade.

I got to the letter "m" and I asked, "What is this letter?" The class replied, "M!"

I said, "What sound does 'm' make?" Everyone loudly said, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!!"

"Very good," I said.

Then Jose, my sweet little boy who speaks zero English, declared so proudly, "Delicioso!!"

(I would take him home if I could).

a shock to my system, indeed.

Here's the post you've been waiting for and the post I've been dreading. Why?

BECAUSE MY JOB SUCKS!!

To further my point, I have crafted a list of adjectives to describe my last two days.

  • Gut-wrenching
  • Unbearable
  • Terrible
  • Horrendous
  • Nightmare-ish
  • Stressful
  • Disappointing
  • Miserable
  • Rushed
  • Pointless
  • Hopeless
  • Did I mention disappointing?
My first day was just awful. Today was a little better, but still nowhere near where I'd like it to be. I have already sent TWO kids to the principal's office. I have pulled cards. I have cried (alone)...four times.

I really don't feel like explaining all the details. It's exhausting. Basically, I have the lowest of the low (academically), I have the worst-behaved children I've ever seen (there about 6 or 7 of them who are absolute terrors), and I have one little boy, that poor sweet baby, who doesn't speak one word of English. Not one word. Why is he in my class without an interpreter? I have no idea.

All of my girls are wonderful. The boys on the other hand...

If things do not get better, I will quit. I absolutely will not put up with this. I don't need this job. I don't need the money. I don't need the stress. I don't need the frustration.

The end.

August 18, 2008

it's go time!

That's it. There's nothing left to do. School starts tomorrow. I have the jitters. Wish me luck!

Here are the classroom pictures I've promised. Considering I didn't have much, I think the room turned out pretty cute.

I'm off to eat dinner, watch some Olympics, pack my lunch, take a bubble bath, and get to bed!! (Oh, and watch The Hills - it premieres tonight).

Here's the pictures:

The back wall. Ooh, exciting. Kind of bare, but what's where all their little bags and lunches go.
The "Behavior Board." I am very proud of my Manners Bear. Tomorrow we're going to read "Bear, Your Manners are Showing" and then write the four basic manners on his paws - "I'm sorry," "Excuse me," "Thank you," and "You're Welcome." Oh, and each time they are caught using their manners, they earn a bear - as shown in the Ziploc bag. What happens after they earn a bear? I have no idea.
The white board. Welcome to 2nd grade!
My massively huge library (ha!) and a feeble attempt at covering the science tubs. That blanket is from a school that my dad contributes a monthly donation to. Kind of cool. :)
The coins!
The view from my desk.
Our way high-tech dismissal system ;)
The view from the Reading Corner. Yes, that is natural light!! I have a window, finally!!!
The Reading Corner.
The view from my computer.
The view from the front door.
My desk!
I am exhausted!!! Time for pjs! Pray for me!

August 17, 2008

i survived.

Open House wasn't too terrible. It was a chaotic zoo, but we all lived.

Tyly, you were so right about the little brothers and sisters messing with everything! How annoying!

I think I talked for about 5 minutes. My classroom was jam-packed with parents and babies and students, oh my! I was sweating like a pig - half because it was so packed in there and half because I was nervous. I only stuttered about twice (You may not know that, but I tend to st-st-st-stutter when I get nervous. It's very embarrassing). So I kept it short and sweet. And rightly so, since 50% of the parents probably didn't understand what I was saying anyway!

I got to meet more of my kids today. I think they're going to be great! Only about 4 or 5 didn't show up, so I was pleased with the turn-out.

The parents that did show up seemed genuinely interested in their child's education and behavior and that shocked me! I don't think there was one, single parent at the high school who took such a vested interest in their kid's education. These parents were waaaaaaay into it. And that is so reassuring! I even had one mom already volunteer to be the Room Mom (whatever the hell that is)!! I just smiled and nodded and said, "Thank you! That's so nice of you!" Note to self: Google "room mom."

I have one student, a little Japanese girl, whose father is a pilot in the same squadron as Aaron! He also went to pilot training at Del Rio. What a small world! I also have about 5 teacher's kids...and that kind of makes me nervous.

I hate to speak too soon, but just judged on the kids I met today and the parents I met today, I'd say I got the best bunch out of all the 2nd graders. All of my kids (and I mean ALL OF THEM) were respectful and polite and just gosh-darn sweet. And that makes me happy - today. Let's hope things don't change!

P.S. I also have one student who is a Jehovah's Witness. His mother (who is very sweet) gave me a Watchtower pamphlet to read concerning their religion. He is not allowed to participate in any birthday celebrations, he's not allowed to "salute" the flag, and he can't participate in ANY classroom/school-wide parties. And that makes me so sad.

slightly ridiculous.




I cleaned out my closet yesterday. These are the shoes I kept...

August 15, 2008

open house hullabaloo!

It was made painfully obvious to me yesterday that our Open House (which is Sunday) is conducted completely different than that of the high school's Open House.

At the high school, parents are free to wander in whenever they please. They ask a few questions, I shake a few hands. And that's it.

At our school, however, they are all coming to my classroom at precisely 3 p.m. to see...the Mrs. Webb Show!? *insert circus theme here*

This reminds me of the scene from School of Rock when Jack Black stares at the massive amount of parents and says, "Your kids have really touched me. And I'm pretty sure I've touched them, too." And then everyone gasps!

What on Earth does one do at an Open House when everyone is there at the same time!? A little break dance, maybe? An Irish jig? Karaoke?

I have some handouts ready (a welcome letter, my discipline policy, our schedule, etc.). But that's about it. Is that enough?? What are they expecting?

And more importantly, what have I gotten myself into!?

August 14, 2008

it's really hard to blog when you work.

Work sucks.

The transition from full-time grad student/housewife to 2nd grade teacher stinks.

I'm so over school already and it hasn't even started. Is that bad?

I'll have pictures of the classroom soon. I've been done with the room for a while now, it's just that after being in it for 10-11 hours straight for three days in a row, the last thing I want to do at the end of the day is take pictures of the damn thing.

Pictures cometh. But for now, the Olympics beckon.

P.S. School isn't that terrible. I'm just ready for all the bull crap meetings to be over. It's mostly good. I'd say about 75% good. But I work with some of the most annoying people I've ever met in my life...and I've met a LOT of annoying people. More about that when I have energy to explain. Oh, and I also work with some of the nicest people I've ever met in my life, too.

August 12, 2008

if I have to laminate one more thing...

I just might shove a pair of scissors in my eyeball.

August 11, 2008

goodbye, summer.

I am so tired of working in my classroom. In fact, that very word "classroom" makes me shudder. *shudder.

But once again, I am forced to spend my sort of kind of last day of summer working in the classroom. *shudder.

At least I get to meet a friend for Mexican food for lunch. But then it's right back to the...classroom. *shudder.

This has been the crappiest, fastest summer, ever. And I'm a little bitter. Professional Development starts at the school tomorrow - ya know, where we all get together and spend three days talking about crap no one cares about because all we want to do it get into our classrooms (*shudder) and finish the REAL work? Yeah, that starts tomorrow.

I am in mourning.



Note: I am in no way making light of military or any other kind of funeral. In fact, this is the only video I could find of "Taps"being played in a non-funeral setting. All the other videos made me cry. I am not trying to offend anyone - just using this for comic relief.

Amber, remember when Morganna played Taps for the dead bat?!?

August 10, 2008

sunday ramblings. and i do mean ramblings.

What is it about a Sunday afternoon that makes life seem so good? Everything is just right with the world. What a pleasant existence.

It's rainy and dreary outside. We stayed in bed until 1 p.m. I got up earlier and then decided it was pretty boring without Aaron around, so I went back to bed. Ah, the freedom of not having children. No offense, mamas.

Last night was great. We went over to a friend's house and ate ribs, potato salad, chicken wings, beer, chips, dip, etc. It was so good! We watched the UFC fights on pay-per-view and as expected, my Georges St. Pierre was once again victorious.

I really should start betting on these fights. I predicted correctly 3 of the 5 fights that we watched. Although St. Pierre won in a decision, I became a fan of Jon Fitch.

He didn't give up for anything. Guys with heart are sexy, aren't they? Case in point: Rich Franklin.

Did you know he has a Master's in Education and is a former Math teacher?? Be still my beating heart.

I got my haircut and colored yesterday and I love it! I'd take pictures, but it's incredibly messy right now. I got really thick/heavy/long bangs that go just past my eyebrows. I didn't cut the length any, but I did add short layers on the top. I also got him to add about 4 or 5 super blonde streaks to the bottom. I really, really, like it! I'll post pictures as soon I as I look decent. :)

I'm also happy because of the Olympics. I could watch them all day long. Who am I these days? A fan of UFC and the Olympics!? Crazy. Tonight's women's gymnastics (my fave) and Army Wives. Again I say, life is good.

I really need to start lesson planning. My room is almost done - I need to probably put in a few more man hours and then just let it be. You know how teaching is, there's always something else you could be doing. It's a job that knows no end. I learned today that I actually have $500 to spend in my classroom, not $150! That's so much money - I don't even know where to start! I know that I am going to be purchasing Weekly Reader's and then getting all my purchases so far reimbursed. After that, I have no idea what to spend all that money on.

Ok, time to google first-week-of-school lessons/activities. I can't believe it's right around the corner. I'm nervous!!

August 7, 2008

class list.

Well, sadly, I didn't get Army Kid or Way Good Reader. I did, however, get Man Wallet, so that makes me happy. Oh, and I also got the girl who I thought was a boy. Oops.

Confused? Read this post.

I definitely got the ESL class, that's for sure. I have about 10-15 Mexican-American students, two Asian students, and one Indian student! (And by Indian, I mean Indian, not Native American). It's a freakin' melting pot in my room and I love that!!!

The parents get to come up to the school tomorrow to check the class lists; I'm sure things will change once the parents have their say. I know for sure that one parent who wanted his child to be in my class got placed in a room in which he doesn't want his son to be...you know how it is with class lists. They change about 15 times before you finally get them straight.

So, as of right now, I lost out on my sweet Army Kid...but at least I got Man Wallet! He's sure to keep me laughing all year...that, or pulling my hair out.

August 6, 2008

one word.

I stole this from Shannon. :)

One Word…

1. Where is your cell phone? Purse
2. Your significant other? Aaron
3. Your hair? Long
4. Your Skin? Normal
5. Your mother? Exemplary
6. Your Favorite Thing? Husband
7. Your dream last night? Dunno
8. Your favorite drink? Coffee
9. Your dream/goal? Happy
10. The room you’re in? Office
11. Your ex? Happy
12. Your fear? Lonely
13. where do you want to be in six years? Happy
14. Where were you last night? Bed
15. What you’re not? Quiet
16. Muffins? Banana
17. One of your wish list items? Skinny
18. Where you grew up? Border
19. The last thing you did? TV
20. What are you wearing? Workoutclothes ;)
21. Your TV? Off
22. Your pet(s)? Awesome
23. Your computer? Blue
24. Your life? Perfect
25. Your mood? tired
26. Missing someone? Parents
27. Your car? Silver
29. Favorite Store? Toomanytoname!
30. Your summer? HHHOTTTTTTT!!!!
31. Like someone? Yes
32. Your favorite color? Red
33. When is the last time you laughed? Tonight
34. Last time you cried? Yesterday
35. Who will/would re-post this? Meredith
36. Whose Answers are you anxious to see? All

come on shake your body, baby, do that conga...

Latin Dance class was awesome!

It was the first time, ever, that I was able to keep up with the instructor the entire time. I felt really good and the best part about it was that it was fun!!! Some of the other women (ahem, white Arkansans) could NOT do any of the moves correctly -- at all. I remember smiling to myself in the middle of a 1-2-cha-cha-cha and thinking, "I've been doing this since I was old enough to walk!" I tell ya, the perks of living in a border town are ceaseless.

Tonight is a perfect example of why I love dancing so much - you don't even realize you're working out. And the instructor was really nice this time - not the same one from yesterday.

So, at the end of the class, I joined the community center. At $120 for a 6-month contract, I figured that price couldn't be beat. I plan on going to another class tomorrow night and then probably taking a break. I am sooooo sore!!

Yay for booty-shaking that makes your heart rate soar.

classroom and yoga blunders.

I'm off to work in my classroom. Not sure how much I can get done since we don't have a class list yet, but I'll see what I can manage.

Tonight - Latin Dance aerobics. Very excited about that one. I hope I get to shake my butt. Repeatedly.

Here are some of the poses I learned last night...oh, and a funny story, too.

The Standing Splits
The Squatting Goddess (yes, this gentleman can still be a goddess...)
The Eagle -- which is silly.
And finally, the Bow.
Funny story: I went to a new class and time last night and it was great. Only adults. Only women. There was one woman there who was a bit off her rocker...very talkative in a place where you're supposed to shhhhh....be quiet. Just generally quirky, ya know?

Well, we are working on the Bow pose and as soon as she grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs...she farted!!! I mean, LOUD! I looked over at her and she carried on like nothing happened. I looked at everyone else, too, and they pretended they didn't hear anything either. Oh.my.gosh. I thought I was going to die. It was like a trumpet note!!! I tried very hard not to laugh, but I kept on having to go into Cobbler's Pose and put my head down so no one could see me grinning like a drunk hyena.

Note: Unless you are a yoga master or did not eat Mexican food before class (as she said she did before she tooted), only attempt the Bow at home...alone. Please.

And just for laughs...

August 5, 2008

boot camp made my panties sweaty.

Boot Camp was intense! Holy crap! I had to stop twice (briefly) because I thought I was going to puke. We did A LOT of plyometrics (i.e. jumping), lots of cardio, and lots of weight training. The woman who led it is a beast! I don't know how she did all that work without stopping for breath.

The only bad thing about the class was the other women/girls were beyotches. No one was really friendly or welcoming, including the instructor. But whatever. We're not there to make friends, right?

I went to yoga afterward and it was great - as usual. We learned a couple new poses. I am officially tired and sore. But at least I got my booty in gear for once. It felt good. There's no way I'll be able to put three hours into exercise a day once the school year starts, but I can at least go to one of these classes each day. I am going to try their Latin Dance class tomorrow and if I like it, I will probably buy a membership.

I'd include pictures of the new poses I learned and all that good stuff, but I. am. tired. I need to go make me some dinner and relax...and quite possibly find the heating pad...

doing the impossible.

Tonight, at 5:30, I am going to...work out!!!!

I know, it scares me, too. There's a "community center" here in my little town that is dirt cheap each month and offers classes Mon-Thurs. at 4:30, 5:30, and 6:30. Perfect for teachers. In fact, that's exactly who they cater to.

I am going to try out my first class tonight and if I like it, I may consider joining. It's a really nice facility, I just want to make sure the classes are worth it.

I looked at today's schedule: Boot Camp. High intensity. Fun, fun, fun. After "Boot Camp," I head over to the yoga studio for class at 7pm. I am going to be one tired monkey (monkey?) when I get home tonight. Wish me luck. More importantly, pray I don't barf.

it seems a 2nd grade incentive plan has thrown up all over my living room.

Mardel to the rescue! Not only did they have the elusive coins I was searching for, but they also had some great Western-y cowboy-y things for my room. I got some cowboy hats for name plates for the students' desks, the coins (of course), a progress chart for the coins earned per week, and some great, fantabulous wall decorations with a Western theme to them. And all for $48, which will be reimbursed to me ASAP. What a great afternoon!

While watching two episodes of Will & Grace and one episode of Sex and the City, I glued all the coins to the cards and can say proudly that they are finished! I opted for the word "bankrupt" instead of coal. Way too complicated, that coal.

Even though there's only 30 sets of cards, it looks like a million. It was fun, though, and I finally feel like I am making some progress in this room! I still have SO MUCH more to do. I haven't even started the lesson-planning aspect of the whole thing -- which one would thing would come first in my priorities...but it doesn't.

So yay for cards being done. Next item -- I have no idea.

August 4, 2008

it happens all the time.

My period is always a few days late and Aaron and I *GASP!* thinking a baby is on the way.

And then, unlike any sort of clockwork at all, my period shows up and scoffs at our silliness.

And then it makes me sad...for a while.

And then I get over it.

But I'm not quite over it yet since this happened about 15 minutes ago.

Whatever.

the end of a chapter, the turning of a page.

Thank God!

Tonight is the very last night I will have to drive to Little Rock for classes! I take my very last final in about 7 hours and then poof! No more classes!! Hallelujah!!

Here's to no more driving 40 minutes to and from school three nights a week!! YAY!!!

(I do, however, have that silly little thesis to write on the side before I graduate, but we're not thinking about that right now).

August 3, 2008

would this make you behave?

This is what I worked on while I watched Army Wives (and oh my God, can you believe what happened to Joan?!).

I wanted a yellow bin, but of course, Hell, I mean Wal-Mart, didn't have any "bins of color" that were the size I needed. So I had to settle on an ugly, gray one. Oh well. You can't see it in this picture, but the front of the bin says, "Vamoose!" I looked up cowboy jargon and "vamoose" means to disappear or leave quickly...from the gold mine. ;)

Ok, so, it's cheesy and not very pretty, but the kids might think it's cool....especially when they see all the junk that'll be inside of it.

Right?

wanted: cheap, plastic coins.

So I came up with this great idea for a behavior plan. Or whatever you call it.

In an effort to avoid a system of "pulling cards" (because Principal doesn't like that), I have finally devised a plan I think would work and also correlate with my theme, Wild West.

Each kid has four cards in a denim pocket with their name on it. So cute. Each card has a coin attached to it.

Gold coin = great behavior, no warnings.
Silver = one warning.
Penny = two warnings.
Coal = a write-up and some form of consequence

If you maintain a gold coin all week long, you get to take a trip to Webb's Gold Mine (a big box full of goodies).

Sounds great, right? Right.

The problem is that I cannot find plastic coins ANYWHERE! I found some gold coins at the Dollar Tree, but I cannot find coins of any other color a-n-y-w-h-e-r-e, not even Wal-Mart! I was a little bummed because I planned on making my cards and cute little Gold Mine tonight, but alas, no coins. I guess I have to go alllllllll the way to Little Rock to a party store or something to find my silver/other colored-coins. Aaron suggested poker chips, but then we decided that might get me into trouble. But poker chips would definitely fit the Wild West theme.

And I think the coal is just going to be a big, black blob drawn on their card with a Sharpie. Or not?

Why is this so difficult?!

things i should be doing...

  • Prepping dinner for tonight.
  • Writing my take-home essay for half of the points for tomorrow's final exam.
  • Studying for tomorrow's final exam.
  • Working in my classroom.
  • Lesson-planning.
  • Cleaning the house.
  • Writing the paper for my final project in class.
  • Working out.
  • Anything but watching MTVs "Real Life" for three straight hours.

August 1, 2008

channeling meredith grey: "seriously?"

I went up to the school and alas, no class list was ready. The sign said they'll be ready next Friday. One more week to pray!

Oh, and my radio/CD player and some CDs were stolen from my room. I looked everywhere, thinking I had placed them somewhere different from where I remembered leaving them. Nope. Gone. I told the principal and she and the office secretary went around the school looking for my stuff, hoping maybe someone had just "borrowed" it and forgot to put it back. Nope. Gone.

Principal did say she/the school would reimburse me for my loss, so I guess that's good. It wasn't that the CD player was even that expensive...it was just the principle. How tacky. And I also kind of had an emotional attachment to that thing, too. Not sure why, but I did.

Illiterate kids and cleaning-lady thieves. This is just going to be a great year...

happy birthday, daddy!

Today is my Dad's 66th birthday! Wow! He doesn't read this blog, so there's no need for a shout-out....at least, I don't think he reads this blog.

But anyway, happy birthday to my sweet Daddy! :)

dude.

No one blogs anymore.

fun friday?

Here are my options of how I can spend today:

  • Grocery shopping. *Gag!
  • Working in my classroom and finding out who my students are (supposedly, the list is posted. I am praying for a Lyndon, an Abbey, a German - pronounced Herman - and a Braden. I hope I get them)!
  • Cleaning the house. *Ew!
  • Working on my final exam essay question. *Boring!
  • Working on my final project. *Cool, though still somewhat boring.
Exciting options, no?
 
Designed by Munchkin Land Designs • Copyright 2014 • All Rights Reserved