Monday, March 28, 2011

I Think I Had a Sign on My Back Today...

... That said "I have the PLAGUE! Run away!!" I have a little bit of a cold/allergy problem right now. I've got a little bit of a headache, and a whole lot of congestion. However, other than these things, I feel perfectly fine. I think I even look fairly normal. Nobody seemed to notice I was sick at work today... Until I'd speak to them. Apparently I sound awful. Every time I talked to someone today, even my students, they would literally take two steps back. Really guys? This is the most mild cold I've had all year, and you run away from me this time? I mean, I get that you don't want to be sick, but when you're all over me when I'm practically dead on my feet then run away because I sound a little sick, I get confused. Yep, there must have been a sign...

Friday, March 25, 2011

Dairy Queen

My family went to Dairy Queen tonight and I sat next to my nephew.

As I finished my ice cream, I looked at my sister and asked if I had ice cream on my face. If you ever ask anyone in my family if you have food on your face, the answer is yes-- whether you have anything on your face or not... Naturally, she said yes. There was food on my face.

I looked at my nephew and asked him (two year olds apparently don't lie). The stinker grinned and wiped his spoon on my face!!

Yes... There is ice cream on my face. Thank you, Nephew.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

My Hero

I cannot help myself. This song makes me want to dance around the room like a pentecostal:

My fourth graders love it, as well.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

First Grade Fun

Today, I had to work with the first grade class... Let me share what my day was like:

"Jimmy! That is a lunch box! Do not eat it!"*

"Suzi! That is not a frisbee! It's a banana!"*

"You may not catch each other with the butterfly nets! Stop chasing each other with the butterfly nets!"
"Hahahahahahaha!!! I just catched myself with the butterfly net!"

The last comment came from a 4 year old who was not in first grade, but was under my care for a few minutes.

I had a ton of fun-- those kids crack me up.

*Names have been changed.

Monday, March 21, 2011

A Bucket List of Sorts

My boyfriend left today. He's going to to be deployed for a long time, and I don't want to sit around pining after him. I'm not that girl. In my attempts to stay busy, I'm making a list of things I want to do before he returns. Feel free to give me ideas! I'm going to need a lot of things to do. Here's what I have so far:

  1. Visit friends in IN

  2. Visit friends in TN

  3. Go on a mission trip—re-learn Spanish

  4. Take a cooking class

  5. Learn to paint… Well.

  6. JCrew/Shoe sale in Lynchburg

  7. Journal

  8. Go to the beach

  9. Skinny dip

  10. Learn to juggle with 3 balls

  11. Run the Susan G. Komen 5k

  12. Crochet a scarf

  13. Find my way around the Library of Congress

  14. Go to the Cherry Blossom festival

  15. Go on a picnic

  16. Go shooting—actually hit my target!

  17. Read 5 books on my “To read” list

  18. Get a tattoo

  19. Master a stick shift

  20. Go to as many farmers markets as possible

  21. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows-- Part 2!!

  22. Wear fabulous shoes at least once a week

  23. Eat Indian food

  24. Eat Moroccan food.

  25. Outdoor movies!

  26. Go to a state I've never gone to

  27. Go wine tasting

  28. Learn the Thriller dance

  29. Visit Caits!

  30. Deconstruct an old dress or shirt and make something new (that I would actually wear) And more to come!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Nephew Again

"Au Schee Schee-- I don't want to wear this."
*Points to jacket.
"Ok, let's take it off."
*Remove jacket.

"Au Schee Schee-- I don't want to wear this."
*Points to shirt.
"Ok, let's take it off!"
*Remove shirt

"Au Schee Schee-- I don't want to wear this."
*Points to pants.
"Ok. You don't need those!"
*Remove pants.

"Au Schee Schee-- I don't want this crayon in my diaper."

*Remove diaper. Find crayon.

I repeat: What?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Bittersweet Taste of Tests

My fourth graders took a Language test today that didn't go too well.

I had a stack of completed tests on my desk and one student up at my desk to work out a problem. His test was on the top of this stack. The poor kid was hunched over in confusion and concentration. We worked through one sentence together, then I told him to work through the next one alone and turned to talk to another student.

When I turned back around, I saw him chewing on the corner of the Language test. My biggest problem with this: it wasn't his test! There really is a chunk of paper missing from the corner of someone's test. He was so focused that he didn't realize that he was eating paper. Neither one of us knew how to respond when we realized what he was doing so we agreed that he probably shouldn't eat paper anymore.

Maybe I should provide chips and salsa for the next test.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Bird Pens

My fourth grade class cannot hold onto pens. Every single day I hear "Miss C. Someone stole my pen!"

So for Christmas I bought these awesome pens for the class. They slightly resemble these pens:

*found on

Each student got to pick the pen he or she wanted and we wrote names on them so everyone knew whose pen was whose. Amazingly enough, everyone used the same pen for about 3 weeks. Go team!

The first day they were in the classroom, we had a class discussion about what kind of birds they are. We went from flamingos to ostriches to turkeys in a matter of minutes. How in the world can you confuse flamingos and turkeys?? But, hey, if they want turkey pens, who am I to stop them?

Today, one of the pens died. And when I say "died," I mean "was decapitated." The entire class was devastated and wanted to have a funeral for poor Ernest. I said no and received the cold shoulder from them for the rest of the day. Okay, they got over it, but were still upset about the "improper burial."

*By improper burial, I mean he went into the trash. Not my idea, for the record.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

My Momma

I get my sense of humor from my mother. She probably laughs at my stories more than anyone else, so I've decided to dedicate this entry to her.

A few months ago, I was hanging out in the family office at about 11:00 at night when, all of a sudden, I hear a scream and see my mother run down the hallway.

Curious about when she decided to join a track team, I went to check it out.

Turns out, she frequently has this dream where if she falls asleep, she dies. In the dream, she realizes that she's falling asleep and needs to wake herself up as quickly as possible.

*insert scream and run here*

Apparently this has happened more than once. Have you ever seen her run? I hadn't...

Let me tell you-- she's quite the sprinter. It really is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Maybe one day, I'll get a video and post it so you can laugh, too.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

I Can't Think of a Creative Title Today. Look Back Later.

I didn't blow dry my hair last night, and wasn't wearing mascara today. Apparently the combo isn't the best look for me.

My three favorite quotes from today:

"Oh, Miss C... What happened to your hair today?"

"You look like you just got out of bed! What happened?"

"Haaaaaa.... Miss C. You're not wearing any make up today! You probably shouldn't do that again."

Three different students- one class. That was a good time.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Boyfriends and Students and Weddings-- Oh My!

Today's post is about two of the most important parts of my life that should never be meshed: My boyfriend and my students (particularly my 6th grade class).

After my 6th grade class found out I had a boyfriend, they would not stop asking about him until they knew everything-- job, car, social security number... You get the idea. I, however, felt a need for privacy and only offered minimal details. It's been interesting trying to keep my privacy with their determination!

They've decided that they get to plan our wedding even though we're not engaged... (Apparently that's a minor detail). Hello rainbow colored dress! I wish I was kidding. and I hope y'all like tacos! That's what they're serving at my reception (it was either tacos or pizza, and I hate pizza). All of my girls get to be bridesmaids, which is good because I don't have enough friends who want to be in my wedding ;)

My 4th graders saw a picture of my boyfriend and me in the hallway at school (for the record, I wasn't the one who put it up), and two of them have informed me that I am a very lucky lady because he's super attractive. I'm not going to lie to you guys-- they are absolutely right.

Yep. He's mine. Be jealous.