relapse

I've relapsed.

I am biting my fingernails again.

Until my fingers bleed and hurt.

:(

Before you say it - I did ask myself: Why do you do this? Why do you purposely do this when you know how they will hurt for days and how you won't be able to use the tips of your fingers without them hurting and aching. (yes, I do talk to myself this way. It's totally normal...)

This is the only thing I came up with...

In the words of Meredith Grey: Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.

Strangely appropriate. In many ways.

Finally a Funny

It's been pretty rough around here lately.

Luckily, I have a wonderful life otherwise... you'd probably be visiting me in the looney bin... or worse. (mostly kidding...mostly)

Needless to say, I have a funny today. (yay!!)

While walking to lunch today we passed another class. With that class, was a set of grandparents (or quite possibly great-grandparents - I'm talking 70ish). Most of my kids looked on (and gawked) in awe as we passed. A minute later (needed some processing time...I suppose) one of my kids looks at me in complete shock and says: "Mrs. K**** those people were even older than your parents!!!" Even. Older.

Immediately 14 other kids gasped and nodded in shocked agreement.

So apparently there is NO such thing as being OLDER than you mom and dad. No. Such. Thing.

We might as well have seen Big Foot today. Or the Loch Ness Monster. I'm srs. Those faces were priceless. Priceless!

Either way - It definitely goes down in the record books. Their books b/c they'd never seen people so old (*ducks* they said it not me!). My book b/c I haven't laughed that hard since...well... I don't even know when (and it is possible that I have never laughed that hard at work).

no really...

I, for serious, saw a car with "Honk if you love Jesus...Text if you want to meet him" sticker on the back window... that I was trying to read... while going 80 (sorry mom) ... down the highway... and nearly met Jesus myself... trying to read it...

I don't get people.

I. Just. Don't. Get. People.

Love

Today is Anti-Gay-Bullying Spirit Day. (wear purple...I did.)

A 13 year old in California committed suicide because he was bullied for being (allegedly) gay.

A Rutgers student jumped off of a bridge to his death after his roommate illegally video taped him with another guy and broadcast it on the internet.

4 other people have committed suicide in as many months because of homophobic bullying.

Agree or disagree... "right" or "wrong" ... either way - this bullying and violence has to stop.

People are people.

Love is love.

Everyone deserves a life.

Regardless of what you believe.

two

**Disclaimer - don't read while eating... or if you just ate... or if you plan on eating ever again...or if you have a weak stomach... heck - you probably should just skip this one all together.

****You've been warned****

I had two...TWO kids throw up in class yesterday. TWO!!! On a HALF DAY!! How does this even happen? I mean talk about breaking records. I don't even want to imagine how many Buuuiiiicks would have been sold - had it been a whole day...

To top it all off - one threw up 3 times before she was settled enough to make it to the nurse.

What's that you ask? Did any of those three times make it to the toilet or trash can?

Negative.

There was definitely no praying to the Porcelain Gods in my classroom yesterday.

The first time was understandable - running to the nearest trashcan with a hand over the mouth, up-chucking as she ran...leaving a pretty gross mess in her wake.

However,

I'm not sure how one can be standing next to the toilet and still manage to spew all over the floor... and all over the sink... and on the wall... (edit: while sober).

But trust. It is possible. My eyes have seen the proof.

Another great mystery to ponder is how soooooo much can come out of such little bodies. Yeah think on that for a minute.

Luckily the 2nd kid managed to wait until it was time to leave before painting my room in vomit. So I could vacate the premises until a better man than me could clean it up.

Srsly though - it was like something out of a horror movie. Just replace the blood splattered everywhere with ... well... you know...

never. in. my. life. have I been so grossed out. never.

Good news is... no one ralphed on my new table skirt (even though both puked very, very close to it) and no one yacked (yakked?) on any personal possessions.

So we're okay. Hopefully we survived the last of the Great Puke Epidemic of 2010 (GPE '10 for short).

untitled

Still picking up the pieces...

Always.

**Images from google images and weheartit.com

10/10/10

I have nothing of any importance to say today. I did, however, want to post on 10/10/10. My kids at school were so very disappointed to learn that they would not be in school to write this date. They learned 10 days ago that since the numeric abbreviation for October is 10 and the abbreviation for 2010 is 10, they would be able to say it is 10/10. They were even more excited to know that on the 10th day of the month we would write 10/10/10. What a bummer to discover on Friday that we would not be in school for this monumental event.

Such is life.

No, I am not 6. But I did feel the urge to post today. Just so I could do so on 10/10/10.

I wonder if we'll be in school next year for 11/11/11. *goes to check calendar...*

Me too...

Today - one kid had a srs breakdown after not remembering how to spell 'with' on the spelling test. When I say breakdown...I mean B.R.E.A.K.D.O.W.N. I mean his day was RUINED. Completely. Even after explaining that he spelled the bonus word "monster" right - so he still had a perfect grade, he still couldn't get past it.

Fast forward 2 hours...

He's moping around - refusing to play at recess - refusing to eat the Friday Snack...

I hear him mumble: "I wanna go home."

Me: "Are you still upset about the test? Because trust me, it is OKAY! You spelled 'monster' right and that is much harder than 'with'. You did a great job on the test!"

Him: "*pouts...sighs...mopes some more* No. I don't want to be here. I just want to go home now."

Me: Why?

Him: "Because I like it there."

Me: *ponders this Truth...*

Me too kiddo... me too.

Sunday Smile

So TRUE

From Criminal Minds...

I'm thankful for my years spent with this family, for everything we shared, every chance we had to grow. I'll take the best of them with me and lead by their example wherever I go. 


A friend told me to be honest with you, so here it goes: this isn't what I want, but I'll take the high road. Maybe it's because I look at everything as a lesson or because I don't want to walk around angry. Or maybe it's because I finally understand. There are things we don't want to happen but have to accept; things we don't want to know but have to learn; and people we can't live without but have to let go.


True and fitting.  

Life is Good Today

Fall is in the air...today.  The cool weather may not last but it's definitely nice for now.

I may have lost some brain cells blowing my nose so hard today.  (gross...TMI sorry)  But it's all good.  B/c it's Friday.

I finished my lesson plans before I left school today!  Yay me!  Even though I have some other things to do for school... *grumble grumble*.  But it's ok.  B/c it's Friday.


...and Mrs. B didn't want to leave me alone in the room with a knife today for fear of me injuring myself.  Psh!  Like I'd slit my wrists on a Friday.  Please.  *joking*  No need to call in the white jackets.

Kid Funnies

I've noticed that I've already made an impression on my kids b/c I am hearing some things I say come out of their mouths.  Good thing I can remember where I am(!) and the things that come out of my mouth are decent... *cough - you know who you are - cough*  The very best part of it is that I get to hear what comes out of my mouth - with a nice country twang added to it.

When passing out papers to go home today  - I told them (at least 3 times) that they were to go on the 'keep at home' side of their folders.  Well, of course someone said (as someone always does):  "Is this return to school?  Or keep at home?

I heard someone respond (b/c you know they can't mind their own business) in a very exasperated way :  "She already done answered that question. She's not gonna tell ya another time"  Whereas - I've said:  "I've already answered that question.  I'm not going to answer it again."

When watching a Friday video today - they got pretty silly (it could have had something to do with the apple pie and ice cream they had for Friday Snack).  After laughing hysterically over everything that happened for a few minutes I heard one kid say (in his 'serious' voice):  "It ain't even that funny.  You don't hafta be all dramatic."   Whereas - I've said:  "We don't need the dramatics." or "I don't think you need to be quite so dramatic."

Random funny - Today at lunch one of my kids asks me:  "Was the school already built when you were born?"  Me:  "Yeah."  Him:  "Wow!  The school must be really old then!"  What?!!?  I mean really.  I may be older than most of their parents.  But I am NOT old!  thankyouverymuch!

Bonus funny - "W" had to make a sentence out of the word 'have' yesterday.  Mind you, this is a hard thing for my kids.  Often, I have to start the sentences out to get them thinking on the right track.  I started him out by saying "I have..." and let him finish it.  He was so serious trying to make a sentence.  I wish I could have recorded it.

 Eventually I get this:  "You......have......a.......big........................monkey.  You have a monkey?!?!"

At this point he loses himself and dissolves into uncontrollable giggles.  I mean the way he said it was like he was speaking true facts.  Like just because he said it - it made it true.  So now he is convinced that I have a monkey.  Convinced.

And through all this - I lost myself (along with the rest of the class) into at least 5 minutes of uncontrollable LOLs.

It's at times like these when I like to stop and think to myself - Wow. This is my life.  And just like that -  all the other (administrative) school stuff fades away...And I. am. happy.

And for once it's not just b/c it's Friday.