Inspired by Laura

Things I love vs. Things I hate.... which list will be longer???

Love:
1. Lorna Doone shortbread cookies
2. CSI Vegas
3. My puppies, even Kirby
4. Microsoft Publisher
5. when the kids choose one of the learning centers I made for them over the same "toys" they usually play with
6. Routines... how sick is that?
7. Sensual Amber from Bath and Body Works
8. Being clean with my hair already straightened

Hate:
1. Parents who think their kid is smarter than s/he really is
2. Feeling unmotivated
3. My lack of short term memory
4. cheap vodka
5. beer
6. playing the "I'm more __________ than you" as in, "Man, I'm tired" "Yeah well at least you got to sleep for 4 hours. I was up all night, and then I got up earlier than you and went to bed later and worked harder and yadda yadda yadda" IT DOESN'T MAKE ME ANY LESS TIRED! It is ok for both of us to be tired. Tired has lots of room, it never kicks ANY one out. This goes for hungry, cold, full, hot, bored, busy, overwhelmed etc. It is ok for two (hell, even three) people to have similar feelings and needs.
7. Liking TV as much as I do
8. Bathing.... god, when are they going to invent a clean pill???

Every once in a while

Every once in a while, you meet a person who fills a hole in your life. The kind of person who you really feel honored to have known. But more so, you feel pride because they cared about you. Because they are such amazing people, it is a compliment that they thought you are special. And you wonder if you're really worth it. And you wish you had more time to prove it to them.

Paranoia

I don't have kids... and I've never been a victim of identity theft, but seriously... some people are RIDICULOUS!

We had our Kinder registration today and I'm standing around praying, Dear God (that I don't believe is really there, but there's no one else to talk to so why not...) Please don't let these parents have anything to ask me. Please don't let them care... let me go home...

I see this wild banshee (is that a word?) of a child covered in fake tattoos running around. Now, I'm not one to talk trash about tattoos, I have a couple myself, but this demon spawn was honestly running through the cafeteria full blast pulling his shirt over his head to show the principal his stripes of fake tattoos all over his chest and stomach. Wow... flag that one for a "NOT in My Class."

Then I see his mom talking to our nurse... the final step to registration. And I see our nurse's face tighten up as though she's holding back. I tried to eavesdrop but all I can hear is something about his SSN. Oh god, she's one of those parents. The one who is afraid that someone is going to sneak into the school via the internet connection in our classroom and snatch their child up and run them to Mexico to be a sex slave. But then she continues talking about how she's a very active parent and wants to be really involved in the classroom and yadda yadda yadda...

So... I wait until they are finished (20 minutes) and as the nurse is highlighting the kid's name on his folder, I ask what that was all about... Mom doesn't want to give the school the kid's SSN... she wants us to issue him a state id number for them to use to keep track of him. Whatever, paranoia... oh but it gets better... she also requested that if the number that is issued to him contains the number 666 he will need to be issued another number.

Well... if she's afraid of the devil, she probably won't have a problem with us doing Christmas shit in class... Halloween... that will be a different story.

Who gets BITTEN at work????

Lion tamers
Alligator wrestlers
Snake charmers
video crews for the discovery channel during shark week
Kindergarten teachers

which of the above does NOT belong?

Seriously, who gets bitten? Me. HA!

Little spaz who isn't even in my class tells me he's soooo hungry he's going to eat me up! Then pretends to lunge for my arm to take a bite, except he didn't have much for eye-mouth depth perception, he freakin' bit me!

Didn't break the skin, but CSI could have gotten dental impressions from my forearm. So, I had him sit out until his mom came to get him (this was during extended care - after school).

So I check my school e-mail and get this in my inbox:

I heard this afternoon that ***** bit you today at Extended Care. Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. Please be assured that we take this kind of behavior very seriously. ***** had a strong talking to and consequences tonight, and he will be giving you an apology tomorrow. Please let me know if there is anything else you think we should do to address his behavior, or if there is anything else you think we should know.

Thank you very much for all that you do for our children. And I apologize again for *****'s behavior.

Aww poor little spaz! I wrote back and let her know that he was just playing and he didn't do it in anger... all in a day's work... for lion tamers... and kindergarten teachers...