pizza is so tasty

Sitting here wondering why I eat so much.  A new pizza joint opened up and we just gorged.  Sitting here wondering if I stare at this needle will I go cross-eyed.  Sitting here with a wedding gift:  towels that I'm embroidering.  Wondering why I waited until the last minute.  Wondering if I will ever finish.  Wondering if a needle will break.  Going to Missouri this weekend for a wedding.  Reminds me of mine.  10 years ago.  Ten years we've been married.  Marriage is like a full time job.  I thought it was a partnership will you do things together, you problem solve together and life is full of happiness.  Good-night Irene!!!!  Its the hardest thing I have ever done.  Even if they are good men.  Even if they love you.  Even if you love them.  I just don't get it.  You suggest something and they yell and scream from the bathroom to the car to the event.  And lo and behold they have a good time.  And, God forbid you make a suggestion and they yell and scream from the bathroom to the car back to livingroom.  And, lo and behold 6weeks later they are doing what you asked.  I will never understand it.
                         Photos of wedding gifts tomorrow.

158 days : my feet hurt.

On my feet all day today.  Helping teachers, helping kids.  I love it when kids come to me and ask for a book that is only carried at the high school.  I love inter-library loan.  I love it when a child just loves a book so much they have to share it with their friends.  I'm glad they are reading but I get this secret thrill when I'm the one who purchased the books for them.  I am exhausted.  Hitting the couch. Watching worthless violence and empty sex.  "game of thrones"

                                                                    More SWAT Photos

Sent George to the vet with cat and dogs.  Time for new meds and vaccine.  tehehehe.  then i'm having him take me too dinner.  I am so glad we live in Texas.  I can go out to a fine restaurant in cut-offs and flippers.  Have a good weekend yo'all.

end of a very long week

I made it through another week.  159 days left and another round of bills to pay.  We have been punished again in North Texas.  It's so flippin hot again.  We had several cooler days and now it's  back up to the high 90's.  Looking forward to rain.  I was tricked into thinking I could start celebrating cooler days. 
Taking off my shoes, my clothes and laying on the couch like a vegetable for the next 3 hours.
  Did you know????   When you purchase an e-reader you need to ask questions.  1) when i purchase a book is it mine for life?  and the answer is always yes.  However do you know about licensing? 
Like my students write:                                   Well Let Me Tell You.....
Depending on your device, depending on the licensing agreement w/ the seller determines how long you get to keep the e-book.  Question:  if I lose the device is this book still mine?  Question:  how many devices may I have this book on at one time?  Question:  if I upgrade my device will I be able to upgrade this book to my new device? Question:  If you go out of business is the book still mine?  Will I be able to put it on more than one device?  Cool days always remind me of:

                                                                              

What happened to the cool days.  My oven hasn't been on since last May.  My tummy wants baked apples, baked chicken (not from deli) cheesy gooey caseroles etc etc.

                                                                  

SWAT that mosquito

Last night I spent with SWAT.  Not only are they good looking but they are kind and patient.  SWAT comes from every department in the Police Department.  What amazed me most was that the SWAT Unit travels with a doctor.  The Dr. trains with the Unit.  Part of their gear is a medical kit that will help them stay alive.  It is so sad that in the United States all Secondary Schools must have a full-time policeman.  I do not have to worry at night if I go for a walk, I do not have to worry about being mugged at the grocery store.  I do not have to fear a bomb going off in my back yard.  But, I do fear;  a gunman coming to school.  I am so grateful that these brave men and women are willing to risk their lives to me safe.  It is not the way we watch it on TV.  All officers have children and wives to go home to at the end of every shift.  I say a prayer every morning that me and my students be safe.  I thank God every day that I  became a teacher. I have had 30 wonderful years teaching children to read and to love animals.    I have only felt true fear once. but, more of that at a later time:    160 days and the  first 6 week grading period ends on Friday.  wooooo hooooo!!!

      Damn!   I wish I could show these photos to my students.   My "cool"  with the kids would really go up.

   

                              

                                             

                                               
                                            hummer saying good-bye :  heading to Baja   :
                                                              I'll join you in June

                                                            Little Boy turning red

I give you money and you tell me I can't pay you.

I just love our economy.  No wonder we are in this mess.  According to Obama if you gave me an additional $4,000 this month to pay bills:  I would be a good girl and  pay only my bills.  What is he nuts!!  I'd give George $500 and then make that down payment on a new car. And, put the rest in savings.  Just tried to pay a credit card.  We have a 5 day grace period.  Oops!  the grace period ends Friday.  I want to pay it on Weds.  Guess what they won't take my payment on Monday.  Went to the ER last Monday.  Made my medical deductible.  But they haven't filed to the insurance company.  Rehab can't bill me until ER files.  Gee!  I just want to pay my fair share to see the specialist.  Now these bills will rack up too.    Money makes me crazy!!!!  School makes me crazy.  I need to finish that crazy quilt before I retire.  Making it out of silks that I have been saving and buying on sale for years.  162 more days and I can be on permanent vacation.

                                                       a much simpler time

                                                           

a full belly makes one satisfied.

 Had lunch with George.  Some kind of strawberry balsamic dressing.  Wonder if I can find it on-line.  Nothing like an ice cold coke in my hand and a a full belly makes one feel so satisfied.  So, satisfied;  I put a t-shirt quilt together and discovered I was short 2.  hummmmm?  Should I let friend choose the last 2 t-shirts or should I just pick them from the bag.   What a conundrum.  Cut sew and finish.  Wait, wait,  wait.    Well after letting my tummy digest I decided to wait.  Took a class once and the teacher said she had several projects going at once.  Yup!  that's me.  I just never know what I feel like working on when I'm satisfied or frustrated.    Think I will spend the day binding.    163 days left.

punish me!

heard on the news an administrator has been put on administrative leave with pay.  What the hell am I doing wrong?  I get reprimanded.  I get chewed out.  I get humiliated after I have to endure biting my tongue when I would love to tell a parent you are your child's problem and not this school.  My lips go numb when I want to walk over to another adult and say stop acting like a three year old and have to suck my lips instead.  I finally realize I am the oldest in my building.  I finally realize I am the oddest in the building.   I finally realize that everyone I have become friends with has a cat I found on the street. It comes to my attention that my job is obsolete and I  have to get down on my knees that I have a job next year.  I  I can't sleep at nite because of the huge responsibility teachers get crushed with when children:  look at you :  and believe you when you tell them  " if you do what I ask every day math will be easy for you next year."   And I whine, and I complain and I get too involved with my kids.  I drive my boss crazy whining and complaining  and He still won't punish me.  What am I doing wrong? All I want is to be punished.  Punish me.  Let me stay home and get paid.  Let me sleep late and pay me my full salary and stay home.  13 weeks and we have winter break!