Hello May!

Ripped April off my school calendar today.  25 school days left and I will do uncountable things.  What will it feel like on June 15 to know I do not have to return in August.  I actually can't imagine.  Continued w/ the m & m activity. One child will be doing worksheets tomorrow.  Where are the boundaries? What happened to kindness?  When did a 14 year old become in charge?  My parents would have beat me through Sunday if I behaved that way.  It is so scarry that institutionalized education (school) is a product of our society.  At least the hippies, and the head bangers had kindness.  A lost generation.

the lost generation

so sad.  sitting here eating watermelon.  Tis the season.  26 days of school left.  And, I'm saying a prayer of thanks that my mom spent time w/ me.  Tried to do an M & M activity w/ my math kids today.  Estmating.  Probability and Weight.  Now these are 13-15 year olds.  Question 1.  Estimate how many M & M's in a 1 lb bag.  Yes they could hold it.  She was very sure & proud of her answer.  She guessed 8.  The young man took the scale and shoved it to the floor because it was in his way.  How did these kids get to this age and not know how to take care of school instruments and/ learn to estimate, choose colors.  So, Sad.  A lost generation

When you retire:

Oh My! Men are men

  I have a thing against the cats eating our yard birds.  George has a thing about our cats eating his Parrot "Packer".  George enjoys the cats eating our yard birds.  I don't like it : they carry fleas and can give a cat worms - among other things.  This little sparrow was captured by Lizzie but George thinks it was Smokey.  Lizzie tried to tell me something and kept looking for it in my sewing studio.  I kept hearing this crinkle of people and as it got louder just dreaded the fact that the mice were back.  George put on his birding gloves and after a few false starts and the poor little sparrow knocking himself out against a glass window George caught him w/ his birding gloves.  I opened the door and told George to put him on a table until he good fly again because of his mild concussion.  As soon as George laid him down the poor little bugger started flappin' his wings and the cats came a'runnin.  He saw Cali and flew into the back wall and landed at her feet.  Cali held him and he tweeted like crazy.  George said it was tooooo late.  Cat bacteria in back of neck would kill him anyway.  I screamed let him go.  Take him away. After a few minutes of torture - and me whining:  George made Cali drop him and he flew under the car straight into Lyle's paws.  I gave up and said it must be his day to die.  Let it be.  I went to brush my teeth and George said he was back in my sewing room.  Cali dropped him off.  George put on his birding gloves and after a few false starts and the poor little sparrow knocking himself out against a back wall George caught him w/ his birding gloves.  I opened the door and told George to take him out front until he good fly again because of his mild concussion.  George put out back in a tree.  A female cardinal kept squawking at him and finally I watched him fly away.  George missed him.  It was not his day to die and he had no actual bite marks.  We should have taken him to the front the first time.  Poor little bugger.  I can't stand them being tortured..

Oh my.

I just can't believe I am this close.  6 weeks and 25 school days left.   Sitting here and paying bills.  Oh my!  Should be upset.  But that makes me a month closer to retirement.  Went and got 2 cheap pair of plastic glasses.  Oh my.  If I used my insurance it would have been $47 more.  My electric contract is up in a month.  Oh my what happened to the days.  You put your bill in the mail and that was that.  Now I have to "shop" for the cheapest rate and the best plan.  Oh my.  Working on my baby quilt.  Oh my.  2 more to get done.  Can't believe I forgot to make one for one of our sweetest teachers.  She lit up yesterday when I apologized and told her what color it was.  Oh my.  She is just as special as the rest of us.   Called newspaper to renew our prescription.  Oh my.  I mean subscription. When I gave her my email.  I heard a sigh.  Oh my.  We laughed.  mine is felinemiller.   We talked about how nasty and offensive some email names are.  People just have no dignity or modesty.  They are so proud of the vile that comes out of their mouths.  Oh My!  What a sad state of affairs.

Countable days.

I continue reading my book.  What great vocabulary.  I'm going to have to go online and increase my vocab.  It's never to late.  I wonder why we don't use these marvelous words in our every day language.  Working on puppy quilt.  I know for a baby........way to much stitching but i can't help myself.  Whined and moaned about going to work today.  A teacher walked by talking to a kid about attitude and why I'm always so happy. I have been blessed.  I love my job.  I have a horrible attitude between 6 am and 7 am where I have to wake up; do the routine and get ready for work.  I truly did not want to work today.  George said, but you only have 31 days left.  Then in September when I go to work I'm only working to make my new sewing machine payment.  Once I get to work.  I'm just fine.  It's those big crocodile tears I have every morning when I'm starting my car for work that have been a challenge when I drive  

teacher reads

Man oh man I wish I had a better vocabulary.  What is a corpulent sargent?  Looked that up today and was glad.  Me and the kids had all kinds of different ideas.  They definately were not ennui today.  Starting an m & m activity w/ my kids.  Hope i don't get obsessed.  Last time I did this:  we opened 21 bags :  huge bags.  Graphed , weighed , measured and extrapolated.  Darn it"  we weighed to the 1 gram.  darn things:  10  weighed the same.  but when i weighed 25:  they weighed different from our predictions.  I wrote to M & M in Pennnsylvania.  Told them I had issues.  They had no answer for my issues but :  sent us 6 lbs of M & M's to help my issues.  Reading this young adult book about prostitution, brothels, magic, the 1700's and cuckolded.  Ummmm darn it is so good.  But, having issues about keeping in library.  The true adventures of Nicolo Zen.   I want his vocabulary too.  Well 45 calendar days left and maybe I can read some adult books about brothels and prostitution.