Wednesday, June 30, 2010

We'll see...

Yesterday, I bought myself a new mini-laptop. In theory, it should afford me more opportunities to write and create. In reality, I can't make any promises. I think having the ability to write anywhere should make it more possible for me to overcome my laziness and get some writing done. But, we'll see!

Tomorrow, John and I are off on our anniversary trip. We'll visit the gorgeous Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Hopefully, the relaxing atmosphere and beautiful surroundings will inspire some sort of greatness in my writing.

Again......we'll see!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010


After what seemed like a never ending school year, summer has arrived and I am thoroughly enjoying it. I've been working on my curriculum for next year, which, despite sounding really awful, is kind of a geeky way. Audrey is staying home with me this summer, and we've had some good times already. Yesterday, we went for pedicures! It is nice to get to spend some time with her before she becomes a kindergartner.

The boys are, well, boys. Still working on the potty training. Sam threatened to kill his preschool teacher last week. He's having a rough time. Jack is swimming, more or less, and he is obsessed with Buzz Lightyear.

Tomorrow is my birthday. Hooray. Next week is our tenth wedding anniversary. It's hard for me to imagine that ten years have passed, but look at all we've accomplished. We've owned three homes, had three children, joined three churches (seriously, three must be a big deal for us...), survived a bad bout with Crohn's disease and subsequent colon surgery, advanced in our jobs, done some very minor traveling, and had a lot of very happy times. Hopefully, the best is still to come.

We're taking a quick weekend trip back to the Grove Park Inn in Asheville, NC over the Fourth of July holiday. That's where we is beautiful, relaxing, and has awesome food. Now, there's a spa that wasn't there ten years ago. I think we're both a LOT more stressed than we were back then, so the spa is a definite plus.

I've been reading, but don't have any reviews to publish...I finished PUSH by Sapphire (the novel on which the movie Precious was based), am in the midst of Reading Lolita in Tehran and Nickel and Dimed in America. Reading Lolita is kind of strenuous, so I alternate. I finished Adam and Eve by Sena Jeter Naslund and need to get a review ready for Kentucky Monthly. I might have read some more stuff in there, but I don't really remember...I'd have to look!

Well, I have one baby asleep, one who needs holding, and one who wants to watch a movie with me, and I've exhausted my fountain of updates for one night. Hopefully, I'll get some rest and come back from vacation ready to write some awesome stuff. Yeah, right!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Must be that time of the month...

I am unbearably unpleasant. I know this. Here are a few examples:
  • I woke up totally pissed at John for something he did to me in a dream. Yes, in my subconcious. I guess it just seemed real.
  • I went off on the technology director in our district because he got all snarky with me about when I can give his technology assessment. AS IF I CARE. I teach English, people. And, while my kids were in the library taking a test, he hooks up a TV for a video conference with some French kids, who are all laughing and babbling... and turned it all the way up. I lost it!!!!
  • I sent a snarky, condescending reply to an e-mail sent to the entire staff from our Algebra I teacher. He is so full of himself. He sent this big diatribe about his end-of-course assessment and how imporantant it is and how we need to excuse his students from our classes to take it, blah, blah. Like my test and my content isn't important, you know? At the bottom he had this dumb quote that read, "Remember what we can still become not what we should have became." WHAT THE HECK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? Grammatical error aside, it sounds like a deep thought from Jack Handy. I corrected his grammar. I never do things like that.
  • I almost ate part of a Twix bar I dropped on the floor. I also cursed out loud in front of my students (not that they listen) when I dropped the candy bar, which, by the way, was purchased with money I pilfered from Audrey's change purse. I am a bad teacher and a bad mother. Sue me.
  • I have screamed at various students for various reasons that really only normally merit an eye roll or condemning look. today, they get full-on scalding and teacher venom.
  • If this kid sitting next to me asks me how to spell one more thing, I'm going after him, too.

On days like these, I should just be left alone in bed with my curtains drawn and a Lifetime movie marathon on television.