Sunday, March 29, 2009

Sundays

Whoever invented the days of the week knew what they were doing when they decided on Sundays. To have a day set aside where you are expected to absolutely nothing makes the other 6 days of the week worthwhile. My Sunday began with my weekly date with my husband (read: bagel and coffee at Cafe Apropos while reading the paper). Due to a late night with the Carter family, and some a** whoopin at Like Minds, that date didn't start till noon, but because it's Sunday, that doesn't really matter. The four hours after our date have been spent lying on the couch watching Planet Earth. If you haven't seen this show you are missing out. They have some of the BEST footage of life on earth. We're off to Joe's last hockey game of the session. The Gong Show has been doing terribly, so won't make it to the playoffs. Hopefully no one will get in a fight or break an ankle.

If I could only find the words that express my love of Sundays...

Friday, March 27, 2009

Ahhh...Spring Break

Today is one of the perks I get as a teacher. It was the last day of work before Spring Break. I know, I know...many of you wish you had this perk as well, but one thing about my job I'm sure you're glad you don't have to experience is our annual "Talent" show. This consists of 2 hours of awkward singers, a couple of dance acts, a pretty darn good 7th grade drummer, and male staff members wearing prom dresses. I don't know how the kids sit through this display of "talent" on the day before spring break, without going ballistic, but most of them do a great job. I have to admit it's pretty hard to scold students for groaning at the bad singers when it's hard not to do it myself.

If I could only find the words to express how much I love Spring Break...

Thursday, March 26, 2009

A Big F*** You

I'm sure many people have experienced this before....
You are talking to a young adult, say between the ages of 12 and 18. You say something to them that they don't like, so they make this "tsk" noise, sucking their tongue. I've decided that this is my new big pet peeve. In my mind, the words behind that noise are F*** You!

Example:
Me: "You were messing around and spilled the Gatorade, so YOU need to help clean it up."
Student: " Tsk"
translation - F*** you, I'm not going to clean that up.

If I could only find the words to respond to that noise without getting fired...

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Who knew cats liked to snuggle

As my first official blog post I thought I would share a funny story. Last night I was awoken to the sound of my cat purring in my ear. Upon opening my eyes, I realized Marvin (the girl cat) was lying with her head on my sholder and one of her paws across my chest. I guess if I want a little snuggling, Joe is not the one to turn to.

If I could only find the words to describe how weird it is to be spooned by your cat...