Grrrrrr

I am SO annoyed right now.  Don't want to get into it, but it deals with someone yelling at me about money when they're going out and spending money themselves.  ANNOYED!  That's all I gots to say about that.

Whiney Wednesday (plus 1)

1.  It's 1,005 degrees in my classroom.  It's December.  It's 28 degrees outside.  I have three windows wide open, and a fan running in my class room.  What's wrong with that picture?

2.  I can't complain about the heat being on in my classroom, because if they turn it OFF, then it would be 28 degrees in my classroom.  There's no happy medium.

3.  My head hurts.  Feels like someone has taken my brain, and played a round of handball with it, then gently placed it back inside my skull.

4.  I have to pee like a race horse, but I can't leave do so for another hour.  I foresee a bladder bag in my eminent future.

5.  My house is filfthy.  It's void of all cleanliness.  Kinda like my body's void of all motivation to clean it.

6.  I haven't started Christmas shopping yet.  My poor children are going to have socks, underwear, and stale chocolates under the tree on Christmas morning if I don't get my ass in gear.

There, I feel better.  Kind of. 
7.  Brownie spilled grape juice on my rug this morning.  Did I mention that part of the rug is cream colored?  Or, it USED to be?  It's grapey colored now.

8.  I just noticed, that, although I'm only 33 years old, that my hands look like they're about 67.  Very loose and wrinkly.  There's no way in hell that I would ever be able to be a hand model. 

9. 

Imma be

I think I might be getting sick.  My head hurts, I'm tired, I just feel all around crappy.  Not really in the mood to be teaching anything of the sort today.  I think they're lucky I even got my ass out of bed and made it TO work today.  I'm here, physically.  Mentally, I'm more of a jello-y formed mold of nonsense and uckiness.  Kinda like Bob from that alien cartoon movie.  Cept, I'm not green.  Well, maybe today I am.  I AM wearing a green shirt. LOL  I'm hoping the rest of the afternoon goes quickly so I can go home and lie down.  I just feel like going to sleep.  For a long time.  Until like, Christmas break.  I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I just am not in the mood to deal with people's stupidness today!

So, get this.  We have inter office mail here at the district.  I had some of Brownie's old clothes that I wanted to send to a friend of mine at a different school.  She has a daughter 2 years younger than Brownie, and I thought she could use them.  So I put them in a box, labeled it for her, and put it with the rest of the inter office mail.  Guess what?  The lazy sob's in the "mail department" of our district wouldn't take it!  They won't take boxes, apparently.  WTF?  Why not?  It's not like it weighed a whole hell of a lot!  It weighed, AT MOST 3lbs!  But, nooooooooo....we have to fill out a "pick up" order to get it delivered.  So, the secretary did just that.  She sent it in, and they STILL didn't come get it.  Sonofabitch!  So, you know what I did?  I stuck it to the stupid mail man!  I got  inter office mail envelopes from the secretary, and I put one or two pieces of clothing in each one, labeled it for Heather, and put them in the mail bag!  So NOW, instead of having to deal with ONE, 3lb box of clothes, he has to deliver 15lbs worth of envelopes!  BAAAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA!  Take that, you stupid mail man!  Maybe next time you won't be as lazy as a sloth and not deliver a tiny, lightweight box!  Merry F'in Christmas to you, Mail Man!
 

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

It's December 1!  And, it's snowing!  It's beautiful outside.  It's a fine, misty and fluffy snow that just kind of floats around in circles in the air.  And sitting here, looking out my classroom window, I can see for a mile or two.  I'm loving seeing the little flakes fly through the trees across the parking lot.  It's gorgeous! 

I talked with my brother in law the other day.  The one stationed in Afganistan.  He has a couple of guys in his troop who don't get much mail.  He asked if I could figure out a way to have his friends get a couple of pieces of mail.  So, myself and another teacher in the building, we're bringing Christmas cards for the students to write little notes of faith and encouragement to them, and we'll send them off this afternoon.  I feel bad that these guys don't get much.  It's so sad.  I know Rick is getting packages out the wazoo from everyone in the family, but then there's these guys over there with him, who are doing the same thing as him, who aren't getting anything from anyone.  How horrible is that?  Oh well, at least they'll have some Christmas cards to look forward to for the Holidays. 

I got the nicest review from my supervisor yesterday at work.  She gave me all satisfactories and outstandings.  It was delightful to see that.  And it actually makes me feel so much better about why I chose the profession I did.  For almost 12 years, at my old school....not once did I EVER get acknowledged by my supervisors for all the hard work I put into the students and my job.  If anything, especially by one particular person, I was always getting reprimanded for things she thought I was doing wrong.  I'm so glad that I'm now in a place that appreciates all that I do for these kids. It makes me feel like I'm making a difference in the kids' lives.  Which, I know I did at the other place, but it would have been nice to hear every once in a while, you know?  I had the parent tell me all the time, but it would have been nice to have the supervisor I had tell me, "Hey, M....you're doing a great job.  You're a real asset to the school."  Nope.  Oh, well...I'm getting it now and that is all that matters. 

Well, I'm going to go, and enjoy watching the snow dance outside my windows.  Everyone have a good day.  I can not believe, by the way, that I did not put one sarcastic remark into this post.....I think I'm going soft!!!

I heart I heart radio!

When I was working in the Detroit area, I use to leave at o'buttcrack hundred every morning to get to work on time.  My only saving grace on those long rides was my ability to listen to Mojo in the Morning on a local radio station.  I could get it as soon as I hit the Michigan border, and the signal got stronger as I trekked deeper into the abyss they call The Great White North of Michigan.  Through all the dysfunction and annoyance of driving 48 miles, one way, to work....Mojo, Spike and the others in the show were my little compadres on the expressway between Toledo and Detroit.  So....fast forward to 2009.  I was sick and tired of driving all that way, and actually working to pay my gas bill to GO to work.  So, I apply for, and get a job in Toledo.  I knew I could access the radio show on the computer, so I wasn't so disheartened thinking I wasn't going to get my daily fix.  Insert loud, obnoxious "nope you got it wrong" noise here!  My work computer won't allow streaming of the Mojo show.  B to the OOOOOOO!  So I went almost a year without my Mojo, (except for the rare instances that I was home and had the time to turn my laptop on and listen to it there).  But---then a miracle happened!  I discovered the "I heart radio" app on my Droid.  And Lo and Behold, guess who was listed in the app?  MOJO!!  So now, every day, I can sit at my desk, when I probably should have been working, and sip my highly caffenated coffee, listen to Mojo, and think of things I would rather be doing!  Now, granted, I have to wait a day to hear it, so I can't call in and be one of those obnoxious callers that I so enjoy listening to, but alas...I have my mojo back.  Thank you, I heart Radio!  You've totally made my work environment SO much more bearable!  I can now die a happy girl! 

Meat, meat, and more meat!

SO, I started back on my diabetic diet today with my good friend.  For anonymity, since her initials are KS, we'll call her Kansas.  I'm so tired of looking at my fat, whale-like self in the mirror every morning.  So....I'm back to the land 'o meat, and I've enlisted Kansas in joining me.  At least I have someone I can bitch and moan to when I REALLY want to have a big fat potato!  Actually, it's not hard doing it, I just have to stick to it.  Hopefully, Kansas and I can manage to keep the HoHos and Pizza Bites out of each other's mouths!  You hear me, Kansas?  No HoHos for you.....no Pizza Bites for me.  Oh, and no breakfast burritos, either!  No mas burritos, Sra. Basta!  No, no no!  So, for breakfast I had cheese and pepperoni, a salad with Italian dressing for lunch, a handful of nuts for snack, and a hamburger (sans bun) and sweet potato fries for dinner.  Nice and carb free!

Saturday was a pretty cool day.  Oh, wait...except for the fact that I had to wait in line with the girls for almost TWO hours, waiting for Santa Claus....only for them to spend 20 seconds with him and have Brownie tell him she wants a REAL puppy, and Blondie wants a kitten.  Um, ok....did they gang up on me to guarantee a live animal under the tree?  I asked Brownie, "So um, what are you going to do if Santa doesn't bring you a puppy?"  To which she replies, "Oh, he will! He said he will.  All I have to do it be a good girl!"  Great, so I'm going to have a couple of very disappointed children when they come downstairs on Christmas day, and Santa has brough socks and underwear instead of a puppy and kitten!  Poor kids....they're gonna need some major therapy in thier futures.  But besides standing in line for Santa, the girls and I went to the mall, and we participated in the activities for Santa's arrival.  They had cookie decorating for each child, and they could make their own hot cocoa, and there was a Radio Disney show that the kids participated in.  They loved it.  Gaby even won a Radio Disney tee shirt!  The whole time I was thinking, "great.....just another shirt that lies on the bedroom floor and not in the clothes basket...."  What a horrible mom I am!

'Tis the Holiday Season!

Christmas Card Insert 2010. Blondie and Brownie....appropriately named. If you can't figure out who's who....you have issues and need to call an opthamologist.