It's tentative, but it looks like I may know what I'll be teaching next year. With all the ups and downs with my district, nobody really knew what would be going on in the fall. I will still have my 10th and 11th grade kids, but they are adding 9th grade to the mix.
Of all the grades I'm licensed to teach, this is my least favorite age. Those kids are too old to do silly things like the younger kids do and too young to do some of the things the older kids do. All that middle ground makes them a hormonal mess that can drive a sane teacher insane. I don't know what it will do to someone like me - already a bit off the wall!
Next, this particular group of ninth graders are going to be a challenge. They've been that way since elementary school. Fortunately, I connected with some of them when they were in 7th grade - those kids have been following me around, texting me, spending lunch hours in my room, etc. ever since. I'm hoping that will help me this year.
Finally, the subject matter. *insert yawn* I'm licensed to teach seven different areas - two of them are my least favorites and this is one of the two. It's government. Ugh ugh ugh! I'm going to be scrambling for the rest of the summer. I've never taught this subject and I know it can be horribly dull if not taught the right way. I have to find that way!
I do love changes and challenges, so this is going to be unique. In a quirky weird way I'm looking forward to it. Hmmmmm we shall see!
Peace
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
New Boobies
After reading Bliztky's blog about going back to Poland and seeing how some things changed and some things stayed the same, I thought of something that happened the last time I saw my extended family.
I have this wonderful cousin, K. She and and her hubster were at the family thingy that we have every July 4th. While a group of us were just hanging out, I noticed 'em.
No no no, I am not talking about noticing her and her hub. I am talking her boobs.
I don't generally find myself staring at or checking out boobies, but one glance at hers had me pondering. I had to look again.
In a flash many many many previous conversations involving her moaning and groaning or commenting on her lack of chest material. She no longer appears to be lacking.
She has always been tall and willowy. She's still tall and willowy. I say that because sometimes weight gain leads to booby gain. That's not the deal in her case.
When we left I asked one of the resident boobie expert if he noticed a difference. The conversation went sort of like this.
moi - "Do you think K had a boob job?"
hubster - "Well duh!!!!!"
Yup, the man is a typical man. While I wondered, he taken note, assessed the situation, and was certain of the facts. Many guys are like this, no?
The question I put out there is - is it proper, friendly, snoopy, yada yada to simply say something like "Wow, K, I love the new rack!"
Ha!
Peace
I have this wonderful cousin, K. She and and her hubster were at the family thingy that we have every July 4th. While a group of us were just hanging out, I noticed 'em.
No no no, I am not talking about noticing her and her hub. I am talking her boobs.
I don't generally find myself staring at or checking out boobies, but one glance at hers had me pondering. I had to look again.
In a flash many many many previous conversations involving her moaning and groaning or commenting on her lack of chest material. She no longer appears to be lacking.
She has always been tall and willowy. She's still tall and willowy. I say that because sometimes weight gain leads to booby gain. That's not the deal in her case.
When we left I asked one of the resident boobie expert if he noticed a difference. The conversation went sort of like this.
moi - "Do you think K had a boob job?"
hubster - "Well duh!!!!!"
Yup, the man is a typical man. While I wondered, he taken note, assessed the situation, and was certain of the facts. Many guys are like this, no?
The question I put out there is - is it proper, friendly, snoopy, yada yada to simply say something like "Wow, K, I love the new rack!"
Ha!
Peace
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Geared Up
I have found it.
Well actually someone else found it for me, but hey - who cares? It could be my future!
Last night at a school board meeting the board chairman said to moi "Just wait until you see what we have in store for you!"
Hmmmm
He was chuckling about this; I figured it he was up to no good, but I just had to ask.
His response?
"We're going to get an old school bus and paint it blue. We're going to put you in it and turn you loose on the race track"
Huh?
Apparently, a local race track has an annual bus racing event. This year another school entered it and used the side of the bus as a huge advertisement for their district. Clever clever!
Somewhere in all of this, our school board has decided that I get to do this next year. I glanced over at the zany teacher that is usually at my side when crazy adventures are taking place and said "only if my partner in crime goes with me!"
She moaned, laughed, and said she would.
Okay, so neither of us has ever driven a bus. We both drive compact cars. We've never done any kind of racing.
What the hell?
It sounds like fun!
This time next year I may start my racing career in a school bus, but I figure by the end of the summer I'll be ready for Indy. Look out Danika Patrick, there's a new girl racer on the way!
Peace
Well actually someone else found it for me, but hey - who cares? It could be my future!
Last night at a school board meeting the board chairman said to moi "Just wait until you see what we have in store for you!"
Hmmmm
He was chuckling about this; I figured it he was up to no good, but I just had to ask.
His response?
"We're going to get an old school bus and paint it blue. We're going to put you in it and turn you loose on the race track"
Huh?
Apparently, a local race track has an annual bus racing event. This year another school entered it and used the side of the bus as a huge advertisement for their district. Clever clever!
Somewhere in all of this, our school board has decided that I get to do this next year. I glanced over at the zany teacher that is usually at my side when crazy adventures are taking place and said "only if my partner in crime goes with me!"
She moaned, laughed, and said she would.
Okay, so neither of us has ever driven a bus. We both drive compact cars. We've never done any kind of racing.
What the hell?
It sounds like fun!
This time next year I may start my racing career in a school bus, but I figure by the end of the summer I'll be ready for Indy. Look out Danika Patrick, there's a new girl racer on the way!
Peace
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Another World
They didn't want me. Oh woe woe woe is moi. Actually, I'm truly not upset about not being contacted about that job. I just thought it would sound wonderfully dramatic to do the whole woe is moi thing.
I have time to figure out what I am going to be when I grow up. However *insert shudder here* I do have a sudden concern about what will become of me. It didn't actually occur to me until I was dangling my toes in the lake while sitting on the dock with a bunch of friends and family.
Somehow that conversation got around to age and aging. Someone said I don't appear to be as old as I actually am - that part I pretty much knew and loved. The next part is what has me worried. They said that I seem younger because I act younger and I act younger because of my job.
Egads!
What happens if/when I have to leave the world of high school and get a job in the adult world? What happens if I get an office?
Will I suddenly feel old?
Will I look older?
Will I forget how to laugh?
Will I become one of "those" older people?
Will I forget what it is like to be a kid?
Will I forget how to play and be silly?
Will I ever giggle again?
Laugh laugh if you like, but I have to say this is one of the things that scares me most about my possible school closure and career change.
I don't wanna grow up!
Peace
I have time to figure out what I am going to be when I grow up. However *insert shudder here* I do have a sudden concern about what will become of me. It didn't actually occur to me until I was dangling my toes in the lake while sitting on the dock with a bunch of friends and family.
Somehow that conversation got around to age and aging. Someone said I don't appear to be as old as I actually am - that part I pretty much knew and loved. The next part is what has me worried. They said that I seem younger because I act younger and I act younger because of my job.
Egads!
What happens if/when I have to leave the world of high school and get a job in the adult world? What happens if I get an office?
Will I suddenly feel old?
Will I look older?
Will I forget how to laugh?
Will I become one of "those" older people?
Will I forget what it is like to be a kid?
Will I forget how to play and be silly?
Will I ever giggle again?
Laugh laugh if you like, but I have to say this is one of the things that scares me most about my possible school closure and career change.
I don't wanna grow up!
Peace
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
The Mummy Choice
I hate being in a state of limbo!
The kids and I are contemplating a jaunt to New York to see the Tut Exhibit before it flies home to Egypt. The boy has always been a mega fan of mummies, Egypt, and all that jazz. I've taken him to The British Museum in London and he was fascinated. Outside of actually visiting Egypt, that museum offers a fantastic experience. The girl has been driving me crazy to take her to New York City.
I have never been there. That seems so weird to me. I have visited and am quite comfortable in a number of European cities, but this great city in my own country is foreign to me.
Had this opportunity come up a year ago, it would have been a no-brainer. I'd already have the plane tickets purchased and the hotel reservations made. Instead I'm torn. New York City is expensive, and when I do these "once in a lifetime" things, the hub usually just says "go for it" and makes sure there is plenty of money for us to blow.
This time is different. The future is simply too iffy right now to be comfortable with an easy decision.
Do I take go for it and spend the money when I may not even have a job a year from now? Does it make more sense to save the money for that possible rainy day? Should I savor this adventure with my kids because we'd be doing something we'd never do again?
The hub says go for it. He'll dogsit and hand over the cash for the three of us to play in the Big Apple for a few nights. I figure we'd go in October.
Keep in mind, I'm taking both kids to England and France in March. That's going to hit us in the bank account as well.
Argh - I do so hate hate hate hate hate hate this uncertain feeling.
What to do?
Peace
The kids and I are contemplating a jaunt to New York to see the Tut Exhibit before it flies home to Egypt. The boy has always been a mega fan of mummies, Egypt, and all that jazz. I've taken him to The British Museum in London and he was fascinated. Outside of actually visiting Egypt, that museum offers a fantastic experience. The girl has been driving me crazy to take her to New York City.
I have never been there. That seems so weird to me. I have visited and am quite comfortable in a number of European cities, but this great city in my own country is foreign to me.
Had this opportunity come up a year ago, it would have been a no-brainer. I'd already have the plane tickets purchased and the hotel reservations made. Instead I'm torn. New York City is expensive, and when I do these "once in a lifetime" things, the hub usually just says "go for it" and makes sure there is plenty of money for us to blow.
This time is different. The future is simply too iffy right now to be comfortable with an easy decision.
Do I take go for it and spend the money when I may not even have a job a year from now? Does it make more sense to save the money for that possible rainy day? Should I savor this adventure with my kids because we'd be doing something we'd never do again?
The hub says go for it. He'll dogsit and hand over the cash for the three of us to play in the Big Apple for a few nights. I figure we'd go in October.
Keep in mind, I'm taking both kids to England and France in March. That's going to hit us in the bank account as well.
Argh - I do so hate hate hate hate hate hate this uncertain feeling.
What to do?
Peace
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Baby Diva
I am creating a wee little monster, but she truly is a damn cute one.
The other day Babycub (who I really should rename now that she is taller than me) and I took the little grandbaby to the mall for "girls' day". It was a delight!
I think a love of shoes must be a genetic thing that runs strongly through the females in my clan. Actually, shoes were the primary reason for this shopping extravaganza - MiniMouse needed new sandals and I'm just the woman to take her shopping!
We started in the shoe store and after she gleefully tried on a number of pairs, we found the perfect ones. From the shoe store we scampered into a children's clothing store to find the perfect outfit for our little Diva in Training. The one we chose was so utterly delightful that we simply had to do a quick change in the dressing room after paying for our treasures.
Everyone knows the perfect outfit requires the perfect accessories, so our next stop was a boutique that carries jewelry for teenyboppers and little girls. Our little lady happily found some bracelets, a cute little purse to match her new outfit, and pink polka-dotted sunglasses to complete the ensemble.
The look was complete and she was loving the feeling of struttin' through the mall in her new get up.
I was giggling.
She was adorable.
We did lunch.
We shopped for new books.
We had a great day and I'm looking forward to a whole lot of days like this in the future. This gram (beebee) thing really does rock!
Peace
The other day Babycub (who I really should rename now that she is taller than me) and I took the little grandbaby to the mall for "girls' day". It was a delight!
I think a love of shoes must be a genetic thing that runs strongly through the females in my clan. Actually, shoes were the primary reason for this shopping extravaganza - MiniMouse needed new sandals and I'm just the woman to take her shopping!
We started in the shoe store and after she gleefully tried on a number of pairs, we found the perfect ones. From the shoe store we scampered into a children's clothing store to find the perfect outfit for our little Diva in Training. The one we chose was so utterly delightful that we simply had to do a quick change in the dressing room after paying for our treasures.
Everyone knows the perfect outfit requires the perfect accessories, so our next stop was a boutique that carries jewelry for teenyboppers and little girls. Our little lady happily found some bracelets, a cute little purse to match her new outfit, and pink polka-dotted sunglasses to complete the ensemble.
The look was complete and she was loving the feeling of struttin' through the mall in her new get up.
I was giggling.
She was adorable.
We did lunch.
We shopped for new books.
We had a great day and I'm looking forward to a whole lot of days like this in the future. This gram (beebee) thing really does rock!
Peace
Monday, July 12, 2010
Babbly Thoughts
I miss blogging. I also miss the community aspect of having a number of blogs that I look forward to reading. I always enjoyed the silliness of some bloggers, the joy of others, the opinions of some. I loved the variety of the numerous personalities that I came to know and enjoy.
I know I bailed out - took time away. I think a number of people did the same thing. Sadly, not everyone found their way back to the world of writing, journaling, whatever. Facebook seems to have nabbed a number of people. I gave that a very very short try and I really don't care for it. It's not as interesting or as deep as blogging was to me.
I can't fight Facebook, but I will continue to blog. I'm hoping to find new blogs to read, new people to enjoy, new readers for my babble, etc. I am going to try to be more dilligent about tossing something up here more frequently. I'm also going to post at a couple of my usual haunts with the idea of eventually just using one site.
Cross your fingers; I am hoping to see more of the "old" bloggers around these parts!
Peace
I know I bailed out - took time away. I think a number of people did the same thing. Sadly, not everyone found their way back to the world of writing, journaling, whatever. Facebook seems to have nabbed a number of people. I gave that a very very short try and I really don't care for it. It's not as interesting or as deep as blogging was to me.
I can't fight Facebook, but I will continue to blog. I'm hoping to find new blogs to read, new people to enjoy, new readers for my babble, etc. I am going to try to be more dilligent about tossing something up here more frequently. I'm also going to post at a couple of my usual haunts with the idea of eventually just using one site.
Cross your fingers; I am hoping to see more of the "old" bloggers around these parts!
Peace
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