Gossip Girls

So, many of the HP kids watch Gossip Girls. It's a strange little socialite show set in New York City that occasionally parallels life in our own little bubble. A quote from the show, "Princeton is a trade school, there is only Yale."
At any rate, what is the most fun is that we actually have a girl at our school that sends an email out once a week listing the events of the last week. I usually get one of the girls to show it to me, but then they have to tell me what all the initials and everything means. The girl that does it is a great writer. Very similar to the girl on gg.

Does this in any way make them think a little bit harder before they do anything stupid that gets caught and put on the email? Nope, apparently not. At what age do we actually start thinking about how what we do follows us . . . I have no idea, but for some of these girls, the time can't come soon enough.

It is so quiet, it is eery

Ok, so I started to write because I can hardly believe I have the classroom to myself. I have 4th, 5th and 7th open, but 4th I'm in student council and there are ALWAYS kids in the room 5th and 7th. If there aren't kids in here 7th, then I'm usually meeting with Mr. H planning out student council stuff. He's at a workshop for three days, so I sit alone. I almost don't know what to do with myself. (So rather than get school work done, I'm blogging. Perhaps not the best choice, but keeping that stupid 30 posts/30 days thing in mind, I thought it would be a good choice.)

However, with the decision to write about the eery quiet came the realization that I don't actually know how to spell eery. Sure, I could call Dad again to ask how to spell it, but I've already called him once today for a spelling issue. I went to dictionary.com, but when you are really far off on the spelling, even dicitionary.com has trouble assisting. Sigh. At least I got it eventually. Remember the standardized tests we would take in school that told us how we ranked compared to all the other children in America on our writing, math, spelling etc? I would score really well in everything but the stupid spelling.

I am leaving school early today to run to a doctors appointment ( I have three in a two week period because all of my annuals are at the same time. It's unfortunate that I am teaching an 8th period class, because I scheduled all of these appts last year when I foolishly thought I'd have 8th off again.) Unfortunately we have about 300 pages of proofs in at the moment, so I'm going to have to come back to work after the drs. appt.

NaBloPoMo

In case you didn't know, it is National Blog Posting Month. My ding dong sister started talking about doing it, and, of course, I read about it on Mrs. G's blog. I'm not sure I have the endurance to post every single day for an entire month, but what the heck. So, here I am day two. I actually hit day one just by accident. But today, was on purpose. This meaningless post of nothingness is the courtesy of day two of NaBloPoMo . . . can you imagine how bad things will be going by day 30? Heck, by day 5?????

Saturday in November

First, it was warm. very warm.

Second, I had to get up at the crack of freaking dawn so that I could walk the dogs (very important as pack leader to walk the dogs before "resting" them and then feeding them.)

I had to do THAT before I could head up to the Goodyear store in Plano. I had to do that because the car was supposed to be inspected in August, but I hadn't quite gotten around to it. I also was fairly certain that my brakes were in trouble and that the car wouldn't pass without a little work. Sooo, $435 later, my car is fixed, but I still haven't managed to get it inspected. Sigh. Maybe tomorrow.

In the meantime, Mom and I ran around and ran errands. We went to the Gap store at the Allen outlet. I got two pairs of jeans for $35.00!! I felt like the lady from the IKEA commercial. I wanted to run out of there screaming, "Start the car" before they called me back and said, "Oops, our bad, wrong price."

Then, Mom and I spent about three hours working on our spring break plans. I'm really excited about it. (I have to admit that it it has been a long time since I went on vacation with my parents, and they are actually pretty fun). So, we worked and contemplated and now we have reservations at a Westin Hotel on St. John's.

The Dog Whisperer

My friend, BB, calls me up on Saturday and tells me about something going on at the pet store across from her neighborhood. Although she didn't want to insinuate that I might need assistance with the ding dong dogs, but maayyybbbeee I might want to go to this thing. She had been that day, and she was really impressed. So, Sunday afternoon, after hanging with my friend, Mimi, for a wee bit, I headed back home to snag the dogs before going to the pet store. Well, I have to admit I was totally amazed. Mark German is the American Dog Whisperer and Janice Wolfe is his sidekick. I was impressed enough that I scheduled for them to come work with the Hellion, her little companion and me on Wednesday. I wish I had gotten pictures. It was really cool.

We worked on many things. The most important is the shht noise and the poke in the neck (mimicing the bite of the pack leader grrrr that's me). It turned out that I had a little trouble mastering the noise and the bite, but I did before all was said and done.

At any rate, I cannot reveal the secrets of the whisperer, the dogs are not yet perfect, but by netty jingo, they are getting better. hoo rah!

Dinner with the Boys

So, we met up at Truluck's on McKinney Tuesday night. It was very nice. We began with crab claws. (Turns out they were soaked in serious butter, and I would pay for that culinary choice later.) Then I had steak, mash potatoes and mushrooms. Yummy. (Ok, I actually ordered it, but then I got to eat leftovers for a delightful week.) The waiter even included a piece of chocolate cake in the doggy bag. Thhhheeeennnnn the boys ordered fruit and cream. I had to have that in the doggy bag too. Thheeeennnn he gave me the left over green beans for the dogs.

I made it home by about 10:30. Filled to the brim!

Spirit Week

As student council assistant sponsor, I decided that this year I would participate fully in spirit week. I have to admit I had a really good time. Day one was favorite tv show. Since I had purchased a fun little 70's outfit the week before school started for what I knew would be 70's day, I decided to say "That 70's Show" was my favorite (although I've seen it maybe 3 times). It was a lot of fun, and a bunch of my kids were dressing up too. Tuesday was twins day. Mr. Hinton, student council sponsor and all-around cool guy, dressed as my twin. Well, technically, I dressed as his twin. He's a total freak for UT. I had to get a shot of his backside because if you look carefully what you see is that he has the wallet, watch and belt that all have Texas Longhorns on them. Oh and shoes. There are probably matching boxers too. Didn't ask. Didn't want to know.

Wednesday was the Great Outdoors day. I saw the pink camo pants at the balloon festival and knew that I had to have them. Ah, and then Thursday: favorite holiday. I don't know that Easter really is my favorite holiday, but I do look cute as a rabbit ; ) Two of my very creative girls decided that mother's day was their favorite holiday so they came pregnant with babies. Too silly. Friday, of course, was spirit day. So we all came dressed for the football game. One of my girl's mom made mums for her son's football girls, her daughter and me. How much fun is that??? I love it. One of the "unique" things about HP is that the girls don't ever wear mums for homecoming. My student's mom is determined to bring the mum to hp. I seriously doubt it works, but I do like mine. Makes me think about my own high school days.