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on the fence.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Monday, July 16, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
It's Summer Now
So yeah, it’s summer
now. Frankly, a quippy blog post is
pretty low on my list of priorities.
Here you will find some highlights.
1. Stayed on the BLVD longer
than I wanted to
2. Drinks with the boys is
ALWAYS interesting
3. My hatred of driving in
the rain = confirmed and supported
4. Everyone should own a
pair of bright pink TOMS
5. Not sure what I got
myself into with the whole yard sale
plan
6. Pokey – does this even
need an explanation?
7. $180 on the first day.
Pulled even
8. Rained most of the day
today – hopefully tomorrow is better…
9. 3 words. PULLED. IT. OFF!
10. Parties are exhausting
11. Muddy couch + garage
door painted shut = awesome
12. Stomach bug + mud
cleanup = even better
13. Keeping food down.
score.
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Is it Summer Now?
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6.29.12
My neighbor is watering the
lawn. Not worrying about the fact that
my windows are open, and everything is now soaked. Awesome.
6.28.12
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Summer?
6.26.12
School was over last week. Kids were out, room is all packed and we are
ready for summer. Unfortunately due to a hurricane
(ps…that is two streets from my apartment. I was thankfully camped out with the
Hall-greens in Oxford) and a freak October
snowstorm
we are stuck in professional
development for a few more days. I still
can’t quite understand how people think that these meetings at the end of the
year are beneficial…but if we get to play with ice balloons and do a bunch of
cool experiments – it is certainly making the most of a crappy situation.
6.27.12
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Can I Kick It?
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tonight’s long loop was…
1. needed x a billion
2. refreshing
3. annoying
4. full of bugs
5. excellent.
and it ended here.
6.23.12
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Some nights are truly destined for stupidity. Usually brought on by weeks of
grown-up-ness. I have decided that I’m
not really thrilled about being a grown-up.
I don’t like all the politics involved.
What I really don’t like is that how even though we are “grown-ups” most
of us still act like idiots. I am
certainly not exempt from acting like an idiot…in fact I would bet I do it on a
regular basis. I did however attempt to
leave the high school bullcorn in high school.
When I act like an idiot, I
promise not to say one thing and do the exact opposite. I will not talk like you aren’t in the room…I
will however lose my house keys (again) try to call them (beats me) and wake up
the next morning wishing upon all that is holy that I kept massive amounts of
Aleve at the ready.
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On days like this, that are
destined to turn into even more eventful nights,
it is very important to stay hydrated.
That is all.
Running Late - duh.
6.21.12
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The last day is never a good
one. A whole year with these tiny
people, and it is gone in the blink of an eye.
Wasn’t it just September, when I was complaining about the shoe tying
and the crying? Yeah I know what you’re
thinking, ‘here we go with Teaching is so
rewarding blah blah blah’ – Or ‘the
end of year is so stressful blah blah blah’. Well I mean, it is…and it is. Seriously, shove your TPS reports, and your
stock dividends and your cranky grownups where the sun don’t shine. Children are irrational. They cry because their dog died TWO YEARS
AGO. They are cranky, and then they have
their cranky parents call you. They
don’t know how to do everyday tasks but then the say something ridiculous, or
help the smelly kid, and suddenly all is right with the world.
On the last day, you rarely
remember the crankiness (there ARE exceptions).
You rarely remember the stubborn foot stomping or crying. You just remember the good stuff, and that
makes this day a tough one. So you pack an extra cup of coffee or two, and
you roll with it.
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Thanks Kelley for sharing
this. I got her permission prior to
snapping the photo.
Seriously. I don’t think I could possibly explain to you
how absolutely hilarious 7 year olds can
be. Not only do they rarely miss a
flipping beat, they truly and honestly can crack you up like no other. I mean are you seeing this? This kid is a genius.
6.19.12
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At this point, when the
custodians head down to the basement to bring packing boxes…most of them
already have my name on them. I simply
have to change the room number I am heading to.
Next year will be a pretty huge-normous change. I’m choosing at this point to believe firmly
that it will be a good change. (For those of you who know me…let’s be honest, I
SUCK at change) While this sums
up my general feeling, here are the top 5 things about this move in no
particular order…
1. I started in NH, it will be cool to be back
(NH stands for North House. NOT New
Hampshire, though both are technically true)
2. Packing up and moving allows me to get rid of
an awful lot of junk
3. I’ve got great “neighbors”
4. Kids don’t pee on the seat in the adult
bathroom
5. Duh. Air Con.
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