too much!

Wake up, walk dog, go to work, paperwork, test administration, meeting, class of groggy students, class of hyper students, paperwork, meeting, paperwork, inhale lunch, student conference, student conference, paperwork, drive home, walk dog, inhale chips and salsa, homework, homework, homework, walk dog, blog, collapse.

maybe I need a vacation

So maybe in first period, when I told one of my students to look for details in her reading passage and then realized I never gave her the correct chapter, I just sat next to her and told her the answers.

And maybe in second period I scrapped my lesson and read Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

And maybe I was a little too excited when my department head asked if my English class could make invitations to our Thanksgiving feast...because that little assignment will take at least two class periods...three if I play my cards right!

take note!

Recently, I have been frustrated by my inability to take notes during class.  I have become so accustomed to professors posting slides on the class website, that it throws me when I am responsible for writing it down myself.  Well, today, I got a little boost of confidence in my secretarial skills when the stranger next to me kept looking at my sermon notes and copying them into his iPhone.  I wasn't sure that's what he was doing until he leaned over, placed his finger under one of the words I had frantically scrawled on the scrap of paper I was using, and asked, "What does that say?"  So there you have it...I apparently am a trusted source for notes after all!  Feel free to peer over my shoulder and copy, but don't expect it to bee 100% legible.

Also noteworthy...the comment I heard while walking Layla around the pond.  A girl said to a younger boy, who I assume was her brother, "You're the one who keeps farting!"  The second time I passed them, they were wondering aloud which food from their dinner had already digested.  My eavesdropping wasn't so sly when I LOLed.

detour

Went to Blockbuster in search of a movie that I need to watch for a paper I intended to write tonight...left empty-handed, texted a friend to see what she was up to, and pointed my car in the direction of the movie theater to catch a new release that had nothing to do with school.  I'm such a rebel!

exhausticated

...and not feeling too creative.

Axis II

I actually enjoyed my DSM class tonight!  My professor was on a roll with the jokes.  He briefly mentioned intermittent explosive disorder, and when someone asked him what it was, he said, "Oh, we'll talk about that one later.  It's a winner!"

Also on the agenda, a classmate who volunteered diagnoses - with supporting details - for her crazy ex-husband.  Raise your hand if you like free entertainment!

But I have to admit, the real reason class was so great was because we got out early!  I don't care if you're in kindergarten or eleventy-seventh grade...early release is cause for celebration!

Look out, Mary Kay! No, really...look out.

Today, during my lunch break, I ran to the grocery store to stock up on some trail mix ingredients (yes, I called them ingredients.  I'm allowed to do that if trail mix, salad, and cereal are the only things I cook!).  As I was hurriedly perusing the bins of mixed nuts and dried berries, a woman approached me and asked if she could talk to me for a bit.  I cautiously said yes.  She said that she noticed my preppy casual look (emphasis on the casual) and thought I might be a great face model for Mary Kay.  Now, I am well aware of the fact that she just wants me to buy and promote her product, but I was still flattered.  And while we had an awkward conversation amidst strangers and eavesdroppers, I couldn't help but think how cool I must look to everyone around me!  We exchanged information and then went our separate ways...she to the checkout, and I full force into the hanging scales.  That's right.  As I was walking away, putting Miss Mary Kay's business card in my wallet and smiling down at my stylish preppy casual shoes, I rammed my beautiful model face right into a giant metal bowl, and anyone who missed the sight of it surely heard the sound...a loud crashing metal discord immediately followed by my whimpering "ooooow!"  Yeah, I have a feeling the security guards will be reviewing those tapes for kicks and giggles.