I have apparently assumed a new (former) family role. This clip might help explain. No other details will be given.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bNDr1A6dTU
Friday, November 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
I have had many a funny story from my former teaching days (of less than a year ago). My sister-in-law has a story to top them all. She teaches first grade. Her 3 year old girl was sick and she had to stay home with her. While out she assigned the substitute to help the class write a Halloween poem about black cats. Here is the poem:
Black cats play with yarn.
Black cats live in a barn.
Black cats can jump.
Black cats can hump.
Black cats say “Yeow”
The sub was an old lady who probably did not know what we use the term “hump” for these days. The principal confiscated the poster which was hanging up. Not before the sub sent a copy of the poem home with each child. The principal, who plans to use the poster as a joke in faculty meeting, also pointed out the last sentence about the cats saying “Yeow” after they hump. The substitute also misspelled yeow and put a paper over it then rewrote it as it is in the poem above. With the paper and the rewrite it brought more attention to yeow.
Black cats play with yarn.
Black cats live in a barn.
Black cats can jump.
Black cats can hump.
Black cats say “Yeow”
The sub was an old lady who probably did not know what we use the term “hump” for these days. The principal confiscated the poster which was hanging up. Not before the sub sent a copy of the poem home with each child. The principal, who plans to use the poster as a joke in faculty meeting, also pointed out the last sentence about the cats saying “Yeow” after they hump. The substitute also misspelled yeow and put a paper over it then rewrote it as it is in the poem above. With the paper and the rewrite it brought more attention to yeow.
"Yeow"
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Have you seen the latest piece of bling worn by the Mrs. McCain?? She has a minor wrist sprain following a hand shake with a McCain enthusiast. Yes, the total arm sling is necessary for a wrist injury. (I think she is just afraid of germs and doesn't want to shake grodie hands anymore.) I suppose she should avoid any further hand shaking with her hubbies enthusiastic supporters. You never know the next one might have the strength of Edward Cullen and rip her entire arm off. Or, he may turn her to the dark side with his charm! Wait, she is very pale and looks very young for her age. Gasp! Maybe she is one of the creatures of the night. She has a sly look she could be Volturi. Oooohhh!! I love a good scandal.
Friday, August 01, 2008
I have now fully come to realize the common misconception of the "Free Time" of a stay at home mother! Yes, I am home all day and no I don't get anything more done than I did when I was employed. Why you say? Because I am working! Raising a child is soooo time consuming. Especially when you are trying to get that child on a schedule. The best part is that we have now established the morning nap and I am starting to get 1 hour of time to work with!
Monday, June 23, 2008
So, the good ol' can I borrow ex-neighbor is at it again. We had babies within 3 days of each other. So, anytime they come to visit their former residence they want to compare and contrast. Uuuugggghhhh!!!! Last night was no exception.
So, while trying to make idle chit-chat I mention that it has been nice to have my dear hubby working some odd jobs from home while looking for the optimal law job. It has made taking care of the newborn much easier. The female then says to me "What do you do all day? Water your garden?" Which I know she is somewhat envious of my new freetime. So I just answer "Yup!! " "I don't get anything else done, Ever!" For once I was able to respond quickly she didn't have a reply and quickly changed the subject. If only I could have thought of something a little more sassy!
Friday, June 06, 2008
From the title you may think that I have suffered identity theft. Well, I haven't had anything stolen I just sort of gave it away. I am now offically among the ranks of stay at home mothers. I have been longing for this for about 6 years. For the most part it is great. My baby is adorable and I have an endless list of chores I attempt to get done. You may ask me in a few years if I still think it is great and the answer may be different. As for now I am 99.9% happy.
So why the lost identity title? It all began on the last day of school (remember I was a teacher). I was so excited to be done and out of the school. Then my fellow educators gave me a wonderful tribute and gift. I cried through the whole thing. I then dried my eyes picked up the last of my stuff and headed for the car. Only to have two friends that I have worked with for 8 years help me load the car, and proceed to stand in the parking lot waving goodbye. I totally lost it. I was supposed to make a stop at rabid's house to pick up some plants. Of course I forgot. I phoned her to tell her I would get them later and the tears wouldn't stop. Through my blubbering I got through to her and managed to apologize and say "I didn't think it would be so hard!" I am no longer an official teacher.
The worst part is that I had to return my laptop. Now I am stuck sharing our home computer with the dear hubby. Which I wouldn't call sharing! I have to pitch a fit in order to even check my email, let alone add to the blog! My entries could become even more sparse (if that is possible). The only reason this entry is being posted is that I sent him to the store.
So, I am beginning a new phase in life and doing my best to deal with the change of identity. I am excited and a little worried about what the future holds.
So why the lost identity title? It all began on the last day of school (remember I was a teacher). I was so excited to be done and out of the school. Then my fellow educators gave me a wonderful tribute and gift. I cried through the whole thing. I then dried my eyes picked up the last of my stuff and headed for the car. Only to have two friends that I have worked with for 8 years help me load the car, and proceed to stand in the parking lot waving goodbye. I totally lost it. I was supposed to make a stop at rabid's house to pick up some plants. Of course I forgot. I phoned her to tell her I would get them later and the tears wouldn't stop. Through my blubbering I got through to her and managed to apologize and say "I didn't think it would be so hard!" I am no longer an official teacher.
The worst part is that I had to return my laptop. Now I am stuck sharing our home computer with the dear hubby. Which I wouldn't call sharing! I have to pitch a fit in order to even check my email, let alone add to the blog! My entries could become even more sparse (if that is possible). The only reason this entry is being posted is that I sent him to the store.
So, I am beginning a new phase in life and doing my best to deal with the change of identity. I am excited and a little worried about what the future holds.
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