Caaaaampers! (in a high pitch squeaky voice)

Ok! So I got some new comments, Hi Mom!

I am off at student council camp just killing some time while the students develop their leadership skills and sing "The Beaver Song". Really, the beaver song, I am not sure how well thought out that one was...

Nothing particularly interesting to share, but if you are looking for something to do try developing your own three letter word vocabulary. It is quite entertaining, just ask Meagan.

Happy Monday!

What?

I find myself thinking this numerous times a day and today is not unlike the others.

The latest comment to assault my brain with a huge WHAT? happened when I heard one student say to another "E.T. goes hard".

Really? Goes hard. What?

How do you "go hard"? And where is E.T. going? I thought he already phoned home.

Is he hard? Like made out of steel. He sure seemed to be made of a soft, pliable material to me.

What?

Sweet Words

Those of you who actually read this probably hear me complain a lot about my job and the rough students I encounter, so I thought I should share the sweeter side of teaching.
I got this note today from one of my sweetest students.

on a time. I have a math teacher her name is mrs. (insert my name here). she is my favrore teacher. a story.

That makes it all worth while!

New Additions

If you are looking for a good waste of time visit the new creative links I have posted. Try a DIY project you just might like it :)
I have also add a new link list called Green Leaf. I have been trying to make an effort to green my life up a little bit. In doing so I have visit a couple of neat sites that let you see just how easy it can be.
I have already made a reusable grocery bag. I will post pictures soon!
Happy Friday!
Only 17 more school days left!

Songs that ROCK

Do you ever have a song that you hate in theory, but every time it comes on you turn it up and end up singing along?

When it is over you feel all wrong for enjoying such a "bad" song.

Currently that song for me is Miley Cyrus, See You Again.

I feel like I should hate it, the lyrics are middle schoolish and goofy and is she really a respectable artist for someone my age to be listening to? I realize I am not that old, but I have at least a decade on her. Doesn't she appeal to the middle school crowd? I know my high school students even think she is too immature for them to listen to, since she is a Disney girl.

Oh well, at least now if you pull up to a stop light next to me you will know what my problem is!

What?

I wrote out a long post yesterday and when I looked at it today I am not sure what happened. See below.
The bullet point version is that
- My brother is engaged! Yeah, Congrats Kyle!
-I am now obsessed with sewing. I love my new sewing machine and my sewing class.

Now this post is not as witty or well written as yesterdays, but use your imagination.
Happy Thursday!

Sew in L.O.V.E.

.V.E.

Blogging Binge, Blogging Fast

After that blogging binge that I was challenged to do I fell into a deep, dark blogging fast. I had absolutely nothing to blog about or at least my mind wasn't telling me to blog all about it. But... yesterday that changed. I found something to blog about.
I am so excited about a new adventure that I felt compelled to tell you all about it. The two of you that read this blog that is.
I started my Project Make, fashion design and sewing classes yesterday. It is SO much fun and I am overwhelmed by the talent and creativity that surrounds me. I hope I can soak it all in. Oh, to be a sponge!
We created a skirt in our first challenge and we are going to dye it this week. I will post pictures as soon as it is finished.
Now back to grading papers and dreaming of sewing!

What a Let Down

So that last day of the blogging challenge came and went. In the last day I failed to meet the 29 days I was challenged to.
The truth is I ran out of steam. Last week was particularly trying at work and on Friday night I felt as if I had nothing to give.
Now it is Sunday evening and I am staring another week of work in the face. Since I worked all day on Saturday this weekend has been way too fast.
Sorry if I let you down, but I am sure my post would have just brought you down and that is not my intention!

So on a happy note, I made my first Etsy purchase this weekend. I have been a LOVER of the site for some time, but even in the Internet age I am still weary of buying online. I am so eager for my bracelet to get here. It is unique and beautiful. A big thanks to my fab hubby who helped me to navigate the whole paypal world. You are my favorite!

Hopefully more positive and witty posts to come...

Leap Year

Can't today be the last day of February. My blogging well has run dry.
Today has taken Everything out of me.
I am ready to throw in the towel, climb in bed and start over tomorrow.

Isn't it funny how we say things like climb in bed. I don't actually climb into bed. It is more like a sit and a roll, or just a lay.

I am hoping to think of something great for the blogging challenge finale tomorrow.


Until then...

Right then

Right when I thought I had nothing to post about yesterday something happened.

After I published my blog yesterday it was time for 5th period. This is usually my roughest time of the day.

In this class I have several students who sag heavily. It is a daily battle to keep their behinds and undergarments off of my desks. A battle I usually lose. Well, yesterday one of my students lost his battle to keep his pants up. He stood up, pants feel down!

In the past this might have been a huge embarassment, since your most personal space would have been exposed, but since saggers face this risk everyday they have come up with a solution.

What else, but to wear a whole other outfit underneath your top outfit.

Although nothing was exposed but another pair of shorts it was still quite comical to watch.

Although theses billboards are lame and will never encourage "too cool" teens to pull up their drawers, they are entertaining.

I dunno!

I don't know what to blog about today. I think that is a hazard of trying to blog everyday for 29 days in a row. Some days my mind is just blank. Here are a few things I think today...
-I am hoping that 5th period will be good today.
-I am wondering what I will have for dinner. I like to anticipate meals.
-I miss my brothers.
-I am glad Enzo came home. I was worried last night.
-I question how a 15 year old is going to handle being the mother of twins.
-I wish it was Friday.
-I need chocolate. (Just a little bite)
-I fear procreation because I am around teenagers everyday.
-I wish I could have stayed in bed longer this morning.
-I wonder if I will go for a walk after dinner or if I will just be lazy.
-I can't wait for Spring! and Spring Break!
-I want to listen to my new CD's.

Just a few things off the top of my head. Hope you are having a wonderful day!

A tear for Oscar

There is something about an Oscar award speech that brings tears to my eyes. Think what you may about actors and actresses but seeing them in that moment is truly amazing. Witnessing someone at the height of their career, achieving a dream they have long awaited for moves me.
I get the same thing each time I go to a race. I am usually standing on the sidelines cheering (see yesterday's post). I watch people go by, people who have been training for months, years, maybe their whole lives for this moment, this race. The feeling of accomplishment must be raging inside of them to a point where is spills over. It gushes into the streets and infects others with happiness.
It must be the same way to be in the audience of the Academy Awards. It infected me even though the TV.
It also created a list of movies which I would like to see.

Michael Clayton
Once (rented it but feel asleep)
Sweeney Todd
Into the Wild
American Gangster
Gone Baby Gone
Persepolis
Along with too many to name from the list of the past 80 years of Best Picture Winners

Happy Monday.
4 more days left to blog

The Friendly Jogger

I have long said that I will consider being a runner when I see someone running with a smile on their face. Runners usually look very intense and don't seem to be thoroughly enjoying their run, so why would I want to subject myself to that.
Well the friendly jogger is making my excuse invalid. I see him on Katy Trail regularly. He is always smiling and sending overly friendly sentiments to ALL that pass by. He enthusiastically stops to pet dogs and then keeps on running with a smile.
This excuse has lasted for years. I have cheered on friends at marathons and never seen a smiling runner, but that has all been ruined.
Please let me know if you have another excuse I could get by on for a while!

Better Blog Now

I better get something in as we are about the leave on a spur of the moment camping trip in Tyler. It is going to be cold tonight, but the stars should be out and the fire will be comforting.

I am currently over the moon about an upcoming Ladies Night Out. I will be surround by girlfriends that I see a lot less often that I would like and I just know it will be a night filled with beautiful snapshots of friendship and laughter.

Oh, How I wish it was tonight!
Let the anticipation grow!

A Little Poot Poot

I just don't get it! Do you remember students farting during class while you were in school? I surely don't!
Things have changed! I am going to guess that I have at least one student fart every week at school. Not the silent kind that stink so you know someone farted but never know who, they are the kind that just rip. They are loud, nasty and the kids do not care that everyone knows. In fact they think it is cool.
Back when I was in school (in an old grandpa voice) if you farted you were the outcast. You were gross.
Now, I realize that releasing gas is a natural thing. That you can't help what builds inside of you. Just please don't do it in my class. It grosses me out and completly disrupts the class period. Everyone has to laugh at or with you for several minutes until they can compose themselves and continue on. And me your poor teacher must smell and explain the lingering effects of your actions during the class period that follow.
Sorry for the vulgar pooting language. I just want to give you a perfect picture of what I am dealing with on a regular basis.

I smell a theory

I love a good theory. Something just based on observation, no real scientific or moral thought put into it. Matt thought of something the other day and although I think it has no merit I find it interesting enough to share.
It is based on the idea of having an "old soul". Matt thinks that I have an old soul. He says this based on the fact that I adore antique furniture, very old family pictures, vintage wall paper and jewelry and clothes. I love the stories that these items silently carry. I like to think about all of the things they have seen and what they would possibly say if they could speak. I feel they are wise, in a way that only inanimate items can be.
But he added to this theory yesterday. He now has more "proof" that I have lived many lives. His theory is that because I have bones that are far to creeky for my age, I get sick fairly easily (well not usually but lately), and that I like to go to sleep early I must be on my last trip through this world.
On the other hand since he is always strong and healthy he must be on only his first or second round.
Interesting right... Not that either of us believe in being reincarnated. It is just something to talk about, laugh at and a theory to go with.

They're Back!

I don't mean to complain, but I think I might often be a complainer and today is one of those days. I feel crummy because this sniffiling, burning eyes, sore throat mess is back.
I feel like I can't catch a break this year. I was sick over Christmas and New Years, sick again later in January, then hurt my arm and now feel crummy again.
So now I have complained and I don't feel better. I thought complaining would make me feel better. Maybe if you leave a nice comment on how you hope I will feel better it will make me feel better.

Brownies and a Smile

It is amazing what a smile and a brownie can do for my day. Every Tuesday the LIFE class at my school brings by a cart. They make food items for the cart like muffins, cookies, brownies, chex mix, etc and have coffee and very cold water to accompany them.
Every Tuesday, they coming knocking on my door with smiling faces and offer up their treats. It makes what ever frustration I have just wash away when they arrive eager and with brownies. I am a regular at heart, so each week I get a brownie and a cup of the cold water and my cares vanish.
Thank you LIFE class!

Inspiration

I am looking for inspiration today. I am not sure what to blog about, except the scabs on my arm, but I think that will just gross most people out.
It is interesting that my high school students want to see my arm everyday. I have several that never fail to ask about it and when I tell them that it looks gross they beg to see it.
I hope it makes them think I am tough, so next time they feel like messing around they will think twice! Ha, Ha! A girl can hope right?
Happy Monday!
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