Tag Along
I rode with Tom and Lauren to church today. I was in a very pleasant and agreeable mood. Having established that fact they asked if I would like to join them after church in running a couple of errands. So after church we had lunch, stopped at Best Buy and Farm and Fleet. Somehow I managed to spend nearly $100...they spent $1.11...I really shouldn't tag along.
But I did need a functional mouse (of the computer variety) as mine has entirely spazed out beyond my control.
I also managed to buy the best boots ever! I put them on as soon as we got into the car. Tom scoffed at my excitement over them...but I assured him that he should get used to such childishness. These great boots remind me of my childhood fetish with all things western. For the most part I was a girly-girl but I had a weakness for anything that I deemed "cowgirl-ish." Good times.
We also went to an open house. Houses in these here parts are far too pricey. You could buy the same house in Dixon and save yourself $100,000. But then you would live in Dixon and not here...obviously.
What time is it?
I went to the first class tonight with Dan and Laura Krupa...good times. They lured me there with the promise of free coffee. Not to mention the fact that I love classes of any kind. Anyhow, I got a regular coffee. And now that I see that it is nearly 11pm and I am still bouncing off of the walls I am thinking that my coffee choice was probably not the wisest of ideas. Oops. When will I learn to order decaf?
Hung in the Balance
How is it that I have passed every math class I have ever taken with above average grades, I
teach 5th grade math, I have survived calculus, trigonometry, geometry, algebra, number theory....and yet, I still cannot balance a check book?
Seriously! What is my problem? I hate writing checks all together. I avoid it at all costs. Most of my bills are automatically withdrawn from my checking account. Automatic withdrawal is supposed to simplify things, for all that I need to do is jot down the amount withdrawn in the check register. But that never happens quite right.
I have added and re-added; double- and triple-checked each entry; examined each line of my statement; called customer service; pushed all the right buttons...but I
cannot get it to work out...I have somehow spent $10.50 without my bank realizing it.
I want to just wipe the slate clean...start over, fresh and new with the balance that the bank declares to be true...but as soon as I do this... calamity is sure to follow in the form of a $33 overdraft fee. It is inevitable. I am doomed to fight these numbers for the rest of the evening.
iam
Someday to share this burden is my dream
Today to share this dream is my burdenWarming winds awaken earthen dreamers
Sleepy yawns escape politely dancing
Away never to be seen again by
Drooping eyelids blinking faster in this
Foreign springstorm sweeping quickly into
Gales of laughter never ceasing to be
Noticed by the dreamers' newfound senses
Speaking of quiescent love beyond their
Understanding Skys above reflecting
Hopes and dreams of long forgotten artists
Young and old remember songs that of these
Days foretold unceasing peace o'er flowing
Now these days have come to pass with sun filled
glory radiating untold mercies
untold bliss before unwhispered now free
In addition
For anyone who enjoys mythology, symbolism, cryptology, secret societies, art history, asking big questions, riddles, anagrams, scrabble, faith, clues, murder, deception, betrayal, truth or a good book...This one is well worth the time.
You must however accept it as
fiction for it was not written to be read as anything else.
Then after the reading you (or at anytime that you have the book handy) you can try
this webquest. Trust me. I haven't had so much fun solving a mystery since I discovered The Hardy Boys in second grade.
The movie looks to be quite beautiful. This is one of the moments when I will need to go to the theater to see it. Waiting for the DVD just wouldn't be right.
No Snow Day
If you can't have a snow day...then you should have a day full of sunshine, and laughter, and good times. There was no snow this morning as I peeked out my window at 4:45am...so I just had a lovely day instead! Today I remember why times like Monday morning are worth living. What a good day.
My Kind of Monday
Let me put it to you this way. I have been praying that Friday will be a snow day since 8:24am on Monday morning.
Monday was a full moon. I didn't need to consult an almanac, newspaper, or even the heavens. It was obvious to me at 8:20 as my math class
should have been taking their seats, but were instead romping around the room flinging balled-up homework and yelling like banshees. I felt caught in some alternative setting of
The Lord of the Flies. I came down on them hard, after all Monday sets the tone for the rest of the week and first period sets the tone for the day. They sheepishly took their places. I calmly took lunch count. That composure lasted for all of two minutes.
Then at 8:22am...
Natasha kicked Drake.
Jacob lost his lunch money, again.
Jamal lost his pencil.
Ben asked for extra credit.
Dylan corrected Palmer.
Jamal lost his homework.
Austin hid the note from his mom.
Isobel cried because she didn't understand her lesson.
Palmer called Dylan a "stupid-head."
Jamal lost his book.
Jyllann was selling tickets.
Drake kicked Natasha.
Thomas would not sit down.
RaeAnne asked to be moved.
Amanda yelled at James for looking at her.
Anita told a joke.
James dumped Amanda's books on the floor.
Anthony forgot to feed the chinchilla.
Aaron was drawing on the board.
Terri let the chinchilla loose.
Natasha kicked Drake.
Jamal lost his hall pass.
Drake kicked Natasha.
Aaron threw an Expo marker at Thomas.
Thomas "returned" it.
8:23am
I snatched the Expo marker and sent Thomas and Aaron to erase the front board.
Drake and Natasha were sent to opposite corners and told to quite "acting like shameful infants."
I caught a chinchilla told Terri to keep her hands to herself and to quit opening cages (or anything else) that didn't belong to her, I reminded Anthony to feed our pet.
I told Amanda that if it bothered her that James was looking at her she should close her eyes.
I made James pick up all of Amanda's books and return the class's library books.
I laughed at Anita's joke.
Bought Jyllann's musical ticket.
Changed RaeAnne's seating assignment.
Gave Isobel direction.
Told Dylan to mind his own business.
Asked Austin if he had a message for me (he did).
Set Palmer to writing an acrostic poem of complements using Dylan's name.
Pinned a note to Jacob's shirt explaining the need for lunch ticket money to his parents.
Gave Ben an extra worksheet.
Escorted Jamal to the office where I found his homework, pencil, and math book.
I sent everyone to their seats.
8:24am
With 24 pairs of eyes on me, I silently petitioned, "Let it snow, dear God, let it snow!"
Scribbled on a lost postcard
Just one perfect gift is all that I ask for
I find myself searching all the time
Hoping, and straying, and waiting, and basking
In the glory of a gift worth the while
Perhaps the reason for all of my searching
In endless days and weeks and years
Is simply because I have already known
The gift that I find so dear
Is elusive only to me
Because I have made up my mind
To be numb
And alone
Searching
Until I decide
That I am awake
My reality is this dream world
I have known you all along
For I walked with you once upon a dream
Adapting
In dreams I meet the dead as if they were alive
In dreams I see what is yet to come
All things decay and pass with time
All fame would fall victim to oblivion
If God had not given mortal men the dreams to aid them
Going to Say
I was
going to say that the giant cherry Pepsi that I gulped down at 6pm had absolutely no effect on me. Then I realized that it is past eleven: I still have two loads of laundry to finish up, about 1/2 a row of knitting left, I need to read a couple of chapters in my study book, and I have not yet even started my ready-for-bed routine. This could be a problem. The good news is that I am still wide awake to finish each of these tasks. The bad news is that my bed time is supposed to be 9pm. Oops. Other good news is that tomorrow is Thursday. I don't really have to work in the traditional sense on Thursdays, so that is a blessing. The bad news is that I may not sleep between now and then. Ha ha ha ha ha .... suddenly that seems really funny. I am rather slap happy, another sure sign of a caffeine crash quickly looming before me. I better sign off now before the rough landing...ttfn!
Cut and Color
My hair is new and I am loving it already (go ahead and lecture me on how vain that is...I won't even care because it is that much fun!)!
Is it time?
Valentine's Day seems to be everywhere right about now. And it has been there for a week or so. People are talking about it. Is it really time for that now?
It is still 10 days away. Since when did it become a holiday that is celebrated weeks in advance? When we wish people "Happy Holidays" on our Christmas cards does it now extend to include Valentine's Day as well? Should I plan a family gathering? Should photos be exchanged? Should my diet be strictly enforced so as to look my best at all of the gatherings?
Oh, for the good old days when February 14th was a holiday for sweethearts and I didn't have to wonder about a thing!
