Sunday, April 30, 2006
"You are a Mercedes SLK!You appreciate the finer things in life. You have a split personality - wild or conservative, depending on your mood. Wherever you go, you like to travel first class. Luxury, style, and fun - who could ask for more?"
Boy, am I glad I turned out to be something cute! Maybe this should be my next car, even though I was looking into buying something biodesiel (one small contribution to saving our planet).
What are you? http://www.tomorrowland.us
This weekend was good, although way too short. Went to J's soccer game, the spanked the other team. Saw Mom, she is doing great...she had an extra week off of chemo because of the whole low blood count thing. Had some success prop shoping and planted some new stuff in the yards. All, in all not bad.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
I have been discovered...my blog is a private thing for me. I don't tell anyone where it is or how to find it. Well, I have a very nosey student who has managed to track it down (yes, I'm talking about you, E). Now, my only hope is that he keeps it to himself, like I asked. He told me he hasn't been to it since the day he found it...which I hope is true. He is the only person now who I know face-to-face who has seen this!
The play opens in 3 weeks! YIKES!!!! The kids don't know most of the music and although the vocal director has been given copies of the schedule he still tells me he doesn't know what time rehearsals go to. I finally told the kids to just learn the music off the CD and I didn't care what the V.D. said. He can fix it later. At least they will know the music for opening night.
I have completely paid for my trip to China. I am so excited. I have never been out of the country for real (I don't count Mexico or Canada, although I know they are in reality out of the country), not to mention to a comunist country. It should make for some interesting stories.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
The stiches are scheduled to come out on Monday. Although when I look at them it doesn't look like they will be ready to come out by then, it all looks pretty bad. I should post pictures of my arms...it's pretty scarey. And to top it off new bruises keep popping up. But all in all I'm healing nicely and have a really good story to tell.
On another note: why do drama students think that just because something doesn't offend them it won't offend anybody? My class is working on a playwriting project, which is really fun and the kids get to write about what they want for the most part. Today I actually had a group try to convince me to let them write a play about a girl who comes home from college a lesbian and gets disowned by her family. Now, I personally don't have an issue with the subject matter, as a public school program I can not let them use this script idea. It was really hard to get them to understand that just because it doesn't bother me and it doesn't bother them, it might bother someone.
Question: why do drama students feel they have to push every social boundry they can find?
Monday, April 17, 2006
...see the tree...see the ladder...that is where the disaster begins.
I was painting said tree for over an hour with no problems. Nice students standing at the base of said ladder to dip the paint brush for me, so I didn't have to climb to the bottom each time.
The tree was just about done, most of the kids had left, just a couple working on Snoopy's house and I decided that I would finish the tree without them.
While standing on the ladder, with paint can in one hand and brush in the other, the ladder decides it no longer wants to stand at the wall, but rather lie down at the bottom. Hence my 2 second ride to the floor. Now, if you have ever seen people go down an extention ladder in the movies it looks like a lot of fun... let me tell you IT'S NOT! It's pretty damn scarey.
So in a manner of seconds I am falling to the ground, the drumline coach, a drummer and two drama students are standing over me asking if I'm okay. I thought I was, I got up slowly, kind of took a few tentative steps, checked for blood from the nose that hit something (turns out it was probably my own hand), bended the elbows because they hit as the ladder hit the ground. All seemed to be okay, I didn't even shed a tear.
The problems started when I started to help clean up the 1/2 can of spilled green paint...my shin felt a little funny, I pulled up my pant leg and there it was in all it's glory, a cut. I retreated to my classroom to bandage myself, when I discovered this wasn't an ordinary cut, this was a gash, this had that (if you're squeemish skip to the next paragraph) fatty stuff that lives under your skin poking out. I checked with the drumline coach and it was deamed that I should go to Urgent Care.
Three stiches and a tetnis shot later I am finally home. Showered and ready to crash. By the way showering with a plastic trash bag rubber banded to your let, not fun either. I am just really glad that it wasn't a student, I am also really glad it wasn't worse. I could have broken more then the skin. The guys in urgent care said they have never had a teacher come in having fallen off a ladder...I told them they needed to spend more time with drama teachers.
So, what have we learned...
1. "Scottish Play" curse - real!
2. Drama teachers do not fly!
Friday, April 14, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
If your not the praying type, but you believe in karma, good thoughts, well wishes, whatever, please send some my mom's way. We can use all the support we can get.
Let me just say cancer sucks!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
All of the paint is by Waverly Home Classics. Wall color is Sandy Shell, trim is Latte, and the doors are Spanish Green.
What do you think?
I really like Laurie and I am thankful that she is my friend. Now for the unexpected part...my "best work friend" from the last school I worked at was a really good friend of Laurie's when they were kids. Go figure!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
The desk is commonly refered to as "Big Mambo." This picture was taken after I moved the computer. But you get the general sense of chaos that I lived with.
This is the other side of the room. Where the actual table used to live. Notice the yellow back fence...my neighbors made fun of me when I did it, but they all love it now. Beats the weathered gray color I used to have to look at.
Here is what this area of my house looks like now...
Of course Herb needed a new place to be once "Big Mambo" left the building, so I put up this shelf...it also keeps him out of Prada's reach. Okay, for some reason, blogger won't upload the last picture - but the shelf is right above the little desk.
Now, I can actually have dinner at a dinner table, I can't wait.