Tell me about it...

So I just enjoyed reading a few blogs of family and friends. I can 100% relate to Anna's party of eight. Since this morning, here are a few singly insignificant things, yet when piled together they can become rather frustrating: On my way out the door, my cream of wheat exploded in the microwave...I put it in the sink and left for work; at school, I spent the entire morning in another teachers' classroom working out a few kinks and things for later this week. When the bell rang, I hadn't been to my classroom, the lights were off and I wasn't quite ready to start; Throughout the day, my students were just "off". I don't mean they weren't thinking or working hard because they were...I just mean - I had to remind the same five kids how to sit on the rainbow carpet (how long have we been doing this?) and I asked one student four times today to turn his voice off...OFF...not a peep! (it didn't help). After school I enjoyed some time with my sister at DSW shoes (FAB-U-LOUS). We hit a couple of other stores, too. When it was all said and done, I forgot that I couldn't buy clothes and shoes yet...priorities has been a trial of mine...shoes? food? (I used to pick shoes). Anyway...I made it home without incident. Luke is napping and I was enjoying blogging (as I said earlier). Since reading Anna's post, I forgot what the name of my blog was (duh!), I entered the wrong password...twice in a row, and I this entry is taking forever because I can't seem to get my fingers to work. I'm not complaining - I just find it humorous how many things (small things) can happen that make a seemingly perfect day a little less so. I think the weather is beginning to affect me in a negative way: I'm starting to close up and want to stay in bed where it's warm and cozy and quiet...Wanted: NANNY, just until Sprinter ends and Sprummer arrives. Pay: negotiable. Must be willing to teach Kindergarten, too.

Not really - I think a nap will suffice.

Hello....is anyone there?

So, I can't believe how long it's been since I posted. A few things have crossed my mind that I wanted to share, but the timing was never right (feeding Luke - takes all my attention these days, taking a nap, vegging in front of the TV, ya know, busy things). I did spend some quality time with friends last week for "girls' night". After fantastic food and conversation at the local Chili's...until 11 P.M., we headed home. The conversation continued in three different driveways until nearly 4 A.M. Needless to say, while I was completely rejuvenated socially, I was wiped out otherwise. I got up at 7 A.M. to teach school. YEA for Fridays...not much to do, mostly rotations and fun stuff! I enjoyed an exciting Jazz game that night, too. (I zonked for about 1o hours Friday night.) I don't have any great pics to share because I've been a little bit lazy in my memory-catching efforts lately.

I had quite a memorable experience yesterday at school: While beginning a fun lesson about germs (!), the fire alarm went off. I took my class and part of another out to our place on the field. It was chilly in a sweatshirt and I was wearing a short-sleeved knit shirt. Most of the children were NOT dressed for cool weather and the wind was blowing a bone-chilling breeze the entire time. As this was not a drill (Kindergarten teachers are usually warned first), we tried to keep our children calm, occupied, and thinking warm thoughts. After about 40 minutes, one teacher per grade was allowed to get coats from classrooms...by this time we had a few blankets from various volunteers' vehicles wrapped strategically around the kids to block the wind. Shortly after it was time to dismiss AM Kindergarten for the day, the "all-clear" was given to return to the building. While nothing serious happened and no one was hurt (alarm malfunction????) I was a little shaken. I knew that no one would be hurt and that there wasn't smoke coming out or hoses going in, but I had never had the weight of responsibility hit me until then. I had 18 children to take care of until they could be dismissed to parents or go inside. I found this translated to my own little boy...I am entirely (and Dad) responsible for the well-being of him! Wow. That was a lot to take in. When school commenced this morning, I only had one student ask about the fire alarm and why it went off yesterday. We took a few minutes to have a class discussion and I told my kids how brave they were and how proud I was that they listened so well and did their jobs perfectly!! We also talked about being scared and how it's okay to be scared...I was, too (seeing the fire trucks arrive struck a chord in me. I was caught off guard and got a little misty - thank heaven for dark glasses and a big "teacher" smile!!).

I think that's enough for now...I'll work on my consistency...and pics.