Photos

I added a link! Look Look said Kris! Photos, I'm finally catching up with the rest of you people.

put me in a wheelchair, get me to the show

This morning whilst driving down the country roads a Ramones song came on the radio. This is big because in my life only punk little 8th graders wear Ramones t-shirts and I don't really even think who they are. So the best radio station ever was playing the "20 20 24 hours ago" song and I was rocking out and I was magically warp zoned back to 8th grade myself when My So Called Life was the best show on earth and Jordan Catalano saved the day by stepping up to sing in a local battle of the bands or school talent show after Rayanne freaked out and couldn't do the performance. He stepped up and in that mysterious way started singing the "20 20 24 hours ago" song. I don't know the title of the song and it doesn't matter because today I pictured Jordan Catalano...and I just knew that today would be grand because my old TV crush landed in my morning mind shots.

harpo

oprah says you should pick up your crown and put it on your head. she says it is sitting in front of you, paid for, and we have to wear it. WHAT?!

check this page out. awesome photographs.
http://www.thescreamonline.com/photo/photo6-1/burtynsky/index.html


i especially love the shot of the chicken factory in china. i read an awesome YA book kira-kira and the mother of the girls in the book works in a chicken factory. i don't think they were chinese, but none the less, i love the image and the book is outstanding. it made me cry so we know it's a winner.

belly jelly

Today I had a craving for jelly beans. So william hooked me up with some. Now I feel like a jelly bean because I couldn't stop eating them and consumed so many that it crossed my mind that I might never want a jelly bean again. Ever.

I made a presentation today to a bunch of teachers. I started off by telling them I'd be giving them something practical because teachers like things that are just so practical. They like to be given things to do in their classrooms that doesn't always involve them inventing every little aspect. So that's what I tried to do. Talking to a group of teachers is a bit like talking to a room full of YOUR scariest teacher. We're very judgemental of one another, the teaching crowd, and though I was armed with a whole packet of good useful stuff I still had the drifting "oh they think I'm too young to know anything, what am I doing up here, what had I planned to say next" thoughts. It worked out and people applauded after so I guess I made sense.

I feel like to close I should make some comment on the world, some current event. But you see, I live in a warp zone where I spend my whole day with people and we talk about nothing related to current events past American Idol. Instead we talk about reading/writing instruction, which leaves me with nothing at all to comment in my blog about. There should maybe be an internet site with news for busy people, just the top important stuff. I guess I could just go to msnbc and read the headlines huh? I'm typing myself in circles and now just feel silly for admitting that I don't know what happened in any major city or country today except that Donald Trump was on the Today show continuing to bash Martha. A ha! That's a current event right?

Rebirth

My laptop survived. Will worked his magic and here I sit typing away. He was even able to save my music. Had I been doing this one on my own, I would have just tossed the whole thing in a closet and been done with it. Good thing men are around.


So yesterday I had to go to a big important meeting about that indefinable new position I'm going to be taking in my school next year. While at this lovely meeting that Italian Pie catered, yum! I had a lovely substitute who apparently malfunctioned. She let first period run rampant and then things went quickly downhill. She left after 5th period. One to go and she couldn't hang. I hear she was sick. My children are devious creatures at times and I have a feeling something sneaky went down. Remember that book Ms. Nelson is Away or Ms. Nelson is Sick or something about Ms. Nelson. She dressed up and disguised herself and then was the substitute. I would have so much fun. It's just too bad I'm not a cartoon drawing who can disguise herself. If I remember correctly, Ms. Nelson had bright blonde hair and blue eye shadow and pink pink lipstick. It might be time for a trip to Eckerd for some Wet n' Wild .99 makeup!

and then it was tuesday

yesterday i determined that finally my laptop had died. it has been toying with the idea for over a year, making moaning beeps, clicks and sighs. in december, its operating system woes began, but were tricky b/c after a brief repast would figure themselves out and the thing would turn back on no problem. last weekend the machine had another hiccup with "no operating system found," so i let it rest for an entire week. yesterday, time of death was called around 11AM. it was sad, but i've been preparing for over a year so i wasn't shocked though i did lose SO much music. that i am pissed about. and i have no extra funds b/c there's this whole matrimonial bliss thing is happening in july. so my favorite computer geek has been assigned the task of installing a new hard drive in an attempt to revive from the dead, my battered old gateway. i should spring for a brand new sony. it's good to have dreams.


over the weekend, i picked out wedding cake. it might be the best part of the entire process. you simply sit there with this huge plate of cakes in different flavors and another plate of icing in different flavors and you just mix and match. who would have thought eating cake would be so fun.

in other news, there's a flu bug running rampant at my glorious middle school. i think the bug is creeping my way. so i'm eating "flu busting chicken soup," recipe found in the latest issue of Women's Health. it's yummy but i still feel like crap. i'm too busy with my job and have no time for illness. yesterday amidst computer funerals i tried to pretend that my own health was rock solid b/c my future better half likes to tell me that often illness is all in your head. in other words, toughen up, quit being a baby. so i tried! for a day. and now i'm giving up and going to the doctor. so much for being tough; apparently i'm just not and at this rate i'm going to have trouble making it through a super important meeting tomorrow, 2 days of classes with 120 of south carolina's finest 8th graders :), a weekend of working for the class i'm taking that is going to last 4 years so that i can have a new job next year, a job which is the most indefinable or undefinable job in the field of education, and i'm not going to make it over the cooper river bridge b/c my lousy butt hasn't even made it repeatedly around my 2 mile loop 3 times yet.

by the way, i'm still upset with oprah. it's too far after the fact to really get into it. originally it was because she clearly does not know the definition of a memoir and tried to ruin james frey. but that's old news. last week she urged americans to go on a debt diet. considering she's the wealthiest woman in america, it really irked me that she spent an entire show on this topic. daisy and i threw our paws and hands into the air and quickly changed the channel. last year if i happened to be in Chicago i might've tried to land a spot in her audience. this year, however, i'm just not sure.

hanging at the four way

i spend some time each morning at a four way stop. it's a pleasant idea, you don't have to wait on a red light to say stop, or the green to say go. you just all go at the right time. until someone creates a blip in the flow of the four way. it works out just fine if the people facing one another go at the same time. the whole system is thrown off when one nice lady in a mini van waves through someone else, whose turn it is not. so when this happens, the cycle is slightly jarred and not until someone else waves through someone to get it back on track. it's like a broken record or a cd skipping, it's important that the four way stays on track. it really throws a loop into my day; that's all i'm saying.

i have so much more to say about james frey and oprah winfrey. i've been mulling for days, since last thursday to be exact. i'm so befuddled over the whole thing, but oprah definitely has changed in my mind. more on that later.