Wow. Yesterday? No computer games. Just subbing, gym, dinner, homework, EXHAUSTION!!! I can't even wake up this morning. I'm on my third cup of joe and I still enter a dream sequence every time I blink. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... See?! I'm actually following lesson plans with the middle schoolers and the work we have been doing requires me to be on my feet, walking around, helping them, all day long. My butt doesn't even get to look at a chair until 3:30 and somehow I am still going to the gym to sneak in a 10 minute run. Why? Addiction is the only reasonable explanation, because I could fall asleep on the edge of a roof right now and welcome the feeling the falling.
I hear voices in the hall... time to slave-drive one more time this week then I have two goals for this weekend, "SLEEP" and "HOMEWORK".
Friday, March 30, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Selling Myself Again
I will be substituting at the middle school for the rest of this week and three days next week. Between college classes, the gym and the substitution,(not to mention those internet games I NEVER play) I will apologize now for any tardy or missing blog posts.
The good news is that I am getting lots of practice teaching for when I TEACH NEXT FALL!! That's right!! Who just accepted a position as a Graduate Teaching Assistant?? THIS GUY! (thumbs in appropriate positions)
To all of you Wichita seniors that are planning on attending WSU in the fall and are somehow reading this blog, be afraid. Be VERY afraid!!!! Muhwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!! Actually the middle schoolers have likened me to a kitten in scariness. So, I guess just be careful of my needle claws? It should be interesting.
Ok, that's lunch!
The good news is that I am getting lots of practice teaching for when I TEACH NEXT FALL!! That's right!! Who just accepted a position as a Graduate Teaching Assistant?? THIS GUY! (thumbs in appropriate positions)
To all of you Wichita seniors that are planning on attending WSU in the fall and are somehow reading this blog, be afraid. Be VERY afraid!!!! Muhwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!! Actually the middle schoolers have likened me to a kitten in scariness. So, I guess just be careful of my needle claws? It should be interesting.
Ok, that's lunch!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Just Threw Up a Little
I haven't commented on the Trayvon murder yet because: a. everyone else already has to great extent and b. the whole thing makes me want to vomit. (HuffPost Article)
Questions for Commissioners:
1. How do you justify beating and pepper-spraying peaceful protesters, and not at least arrest a man for shooting another man?
3. How is local law enforcement serving and protecting the community by NOT arresting a shooter in ANY MURDER?! Even suspects of involuntary manslaughter get put behind bars until a preliminary hearing.
This country is in an ugly place.
Questions for Commissioners:
1. How do you justify beating and pepper-spraying peaceful protesters, and not at least arrest a man for shooting another man?
2. If I walked up to a cop and told them I had marijuana in my pocket (and did) wouldn't I see the inside of a jail cell? You are communicating your priorities with everything you do; you should know that.
3. How is local law enforcement serving and protecting the community by NOT arresting a shooter in ANY MURDER?! Even suspects of involuntary manslaughter get put behind bars until a preliminary hearing.
This country is in an ugly place.
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| "Serve and Protect" |
Monday, March 26, 2012
Proceed with CAUTION
I pulled a muscle in my ass over the weekend while walking my dogs. I should say that my dog pulled a muscle in my ass since it was my dog who pulled and my ass that tried to stay where it was.
Does anyone else find it absurd the way our stop light system works? How in the hell does it make sense to go from the-right-of-way to proceed-with-caution, to STOP. In Europe the lights go from red to yellow to green which is admittedly un-american (hence, intelligent) since no one can go from 0-60 in the change of a light, no matter what they drive. You HAVE TO proceed with caution first while you get up to speed. Also, you get a green light after the cross road has been told to stop proceeding with caution. If you just jump right out there those cross-road cars may proceed-with-cuation right into your driver-side door. It simply isn't a reasonable process. It should be: STOP, Proceed-with-caution, then GO-GODDAMNIT!
Does anyone else find it absurd the way our stop light system works? How in the hell does it make sense to go from the-right-of-way to proceed-with-caution, to STOP. In Europe the lights go from red to yellow to green which is admittedly un-american (hence, intelligent) since no one can go from 0-60 in the change of a light, no matter what they drive. You HAVE TO proceed with caution first while you get up to speed. Also, you get a green light after the cross road has been told to stop proceeding with caution. If you just jump right out there those cross-road cars may proceed-with-cuation right into your driver-side door. It simply isn't a reasonable process. It should be: STOP, Proceed-with-caution, then GO-GODDAMNIT!
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| WHAT?! |
Friday, March 23, 2012
Heel, Wheel, and Sing!
What's the general consensus on a 33-year-old being jealous of her son's Heelys? Because, I am. How could anyone NOT want to go from walking to rolling with a kick of their heel? I'm sure I would bust something, but somehow that doesn't seem to matter to me.
I went to a toy store after the gym today and the lady working there let me drive a Plasma Car around inside. I loved it! I want one of those too! I think they should be our new, non-gas, way of travel.
Imagine a slightly more adult size one of these with a compartment for groceries or a kid. ha! I would ride it to school everyday.
Today, at the gym, a woman on a stationary bike was singing along to whatever was pumping through her headphones. It was awesome! I wondered if she knew she was singing out loud, then I wondered if I had ever sung out loud with out realizing it. Hmmm... too late now I suppose.
I'm declaring it Inner-Child Day here in Kansas. It's Friday! Time to play!
I went to a toy store after the gym today and the lady working there let me drive a Plasma Car around inside. I loved it! I want one of those too! I think they should be our new, non-gas, way of travel.
Imagine a slightly more adult size one of these with a compartment for groceries or a kid. ha! I would ride it to school everyday.
Today, at the gym, a woman on a stationary bike was singing along to whatever was pumping through her headphones. It was awesome! I wondered if she knew she was singing out loud, then I wondered if I had ever sung out loud with out realizing it. Hmmm... too late now I suppose.
I'm declaring it Inner-Child Day here in Kansas. It's Friday! Time to play!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
The Back Seat
The weather today is deliciously dreary, it's been raining for three days now. This is possibly the longest rain I've seen in Wichita in the six years we've lived here. I love it! St. Louis gets rain like this often and the trees and grass, bushes and flowers practically glow. That's what is happening now. The green is a beautiful bright green and I actually heard someone complaining about the rain. Poor thing; the rain I mean. It's going to think it's ugly the way people talk about it, but it's not. It's absolutely gorgeous!
While we were in Tulsa, great things kept happening to us. It was as if the trip was well needed and the universe was rewarding us for taking it. First the guys on the elevator tipped us off that there was an event at the stadium free of charge. Then, while at the stadium the kids got some free play time on inflatables, one of which was a two story slide. But just before we left I was getting a picture of Hubby with the city behind him and the mascot came cruising up on a scooter to crash the photo. He was really animated and insisted on also getting in a photo with the kids. Little Man was not in a picture-taking mood, but somehow that fully-animated, hairy, blue creature -- I think it was a bull -- persuaded him to pose for me. How? I have no idea.
Then on our ride back, Little Woman took a nap and Little Man asked for my camera. These are the photos he took. I know they're not much, but for some reason, I find pleasure in seeing things from our children's point of view.
While we were in Tulsa, great things kept happening to us. It was as if the trip was well needed and the universe was rewarding us for taking it. First the guys on the elevator tipped us off that there was an event at the stadium free of charge. Then, while at the stadium the kids got some free play time on inflatables, one of which was a two story slide. But just before we left I was getting a picture of Hubby with the city behind him and the mascot came cruising up on a scooter to crash the photo. He was really animated and insisted on also getting in a photo with the kids. Little Man was not in a picture-taking mood, but somehow that fully-animated, hairy, blue creature -- I think it was a bull -- persuaded him to pose for me. How? I have no idea.
Then on our ride back, Little Woman took a nap and Little Man asked for my camera. These are the photos he took. I know they're not much, but for some reason, I find pleasure in seeing things from our children's point of view.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
House of BULL 954
So apparently now, Georgia state Rep. Terry England, is in support of HB (House Bill) 954 that would require a woman to carry a dead fetus until birth. This could kill the woman, but as long as the gestation period was good and long what's two dead bodies on our hands? Right?
I understand. If we allow women to remove the dead fetus from their wombs after 20 weeks of pregnancy, than we would in effect be aborting a baby (albeit a dead one). Since we can't give women any excuse to take care of their own bodies we must force them risk their lives for the sake of a stillborn fetus. It's only fair? I'm sorry. I'm trying to see how this makes sense, but I just can't. I wish someone other than Terry England could explain it to me. You see he has tried.
According to Rep. England he was told by some chicken farmer "Mr. Terry, I want to tell you something. You tell those folks down there when they quit killing babies, they can have every chicken I’ve got." (HuffPost Article) And this was, somehow, Terry's excuse for supporting a bill that would risk the life of a mother to enable a dead baby to be born -- what the hell to chickens even have to do with it? I would love to ask this chicken guy, and Terry England alike, just what exactly they think we will do with all those chickens if we had them?? We may kill and eat them. OR we may wait for them to birth their very own delicious fetuses before we snatch them up, break them open, fry the embryos and devour them with a little salt and pepper. YUM!
I think if Terry England would like to compare us women to pigs, cows and chickens, maybe we should start harvesting our own eggs and serving them to him on a golden platter. Even vegetarians eat eggs Mr. England! Unless you plan to kill women and hickory smoke them for your dinner table, you should probably keep the animal analogies down to a minimum.
p.s. I'm feeling chesty today. (To The Daily Show: Since you're probably writing material for this right now, you have my permission to use this post. And BTW, I have a great idea for a morbid skit.)
I understand. If we allow women to remove the dead fetus from their wombs after 20 weeks of pregnancy, than we would in effect be aborting a baby (albeit a dead one). Since we can't give women any excuse to take care of their own bodies we must force them risk their lives for the sake of a stillborn fetus. It's only fair? I'm sorry. I'm trying to see how this makes sense, but I just can't. I wish someone other than Terry England could explain it to me. You see he has tried.
According to Rep. England he was told by some chicken farmer "Mr. Terry, I want to tell you something. You tell those folks down there when they quit killing babies, they can have every chicken I’ve got." (HuffPost Article) And this was, somehow, Terry's excuse for supporting a bill that would risk the life of a mother to enable a dead baby to be born -- what the hell to chickens even have to do with it? I would love to ask this chicken guy, and Terry England alike, just what exactly they think we will do with all those chickens if we had them?? We may kill and eat them. OR we may wait for them to birth their very own delicious fetuses before we snatch them up, break them open, fry the embryos and devour them with a little salt and pepper. YUM!
I think if Terry England would like to compare us women to pigs, cows and chickens, maybe we should start harvesting our own eggs and serving them to him on a golden platter. Even vegetarians eat eggs Mr. England! Unless you plan to kill women and hickory smoke them for your dinner table, you should probably keep the animal analogies down to a minimum.
p.s. I'm feeling chesty today. (To The Daily Show: Since you're probably writing material for this right now, you have my permission to use this post. And BTW, I have a great idea for a morbid skit.)
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