So I woke up bright and early this morning. . . with a headache. Shoot me. At any rate, I got myself together in time for MaryBeth et al to pick me up, so that we could participate in the biggest cluster @uck you can be a part of on Thanksgiving. 34,000 people most of whom on a 3 mile path through downtown.
They dropped me back off at home, before heading north. I did a drive-by on my friends R and D because they gave me a domain for Christmas. Unorthodox, I admit, but then so are they.
Then I headed over to MB's brother's house. He fried a turkey, and it was so freaking good I could hardly stand it. Sadly, fried turkey may need to be on the "unapproved list for girls without gall bladders" damn.
I did fall into a small tryptophan stupor for a while, but I was able to recover enough to eat some pecan pie. Then we headed over to the in-laws. Yes, I've basically broken her entire family (including in-laws) to just expect me at all events.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Another morning shock
I felt the sun on my eyelids as I lay snuggled in bed. Warm and cosy. No noise from the dogs. And I thought to myself, "Hmmm, what day is it? Is it Saturday? It must be Saturday. HOLY CRAP IT'S TUESDAY." I have to admit that I immediately looked to the left to make sure the stupid dogs were alive. Seriously?? They chose today to be quiet?!
So, I managed to get dressed in about ELEVEN minutes. We did NOT go on a hunt for food. Instead I just flung the food in their bowls, got a wee bit of make-up on, fed the cat and hurled out the front door.
I raced to school, (probably still here ahead of most of my coworkers, but once you freak out about waking up over an hour after you usually do it is just hard to slow down.)
I opened my office door to see this sweet note on my desk on top of a bunch 'o proof pages they want me to check.
THE NOTE:
Dear Perkins,
Good morning! We all hope you have a fab day! Together we can save the world, even if we only have four minutes. Have fun blogging and/or facebook stalking.
senior staff
P.S.: Always remember we do our best work between the covers!
(Heart) HPYBSS 09
Are they the cutest things or what? And, my, but don't they know me well.
So, I managed to get dressed in about ELEVEN minutes. We did NOT go on a hunt for food. Instead I just flung the food in their bowls, got a wee bit of make-up on, fed the cat and hurled out the front door.
I raced to school, (probably still here ahead of most of my coworkers, but once you freak out about waking up over an hour after you usually do it is just hard to slow down.)
I opened my office door to see this sweet note on my desk on top of a bunch 'o proof pages they want me to check.
THE NOTE:
Dear Perkins,
Good morning! We all hope you have a fab day! Together we can save the world, even if we only have four minutes. Have fun blogging and/or facebook stalking.
senior staff
P.S.: Always remember we do our best work between the covers!
(Heart) HPYBSS 09
Are they the cutest things or what? And, my, but don't they know me well.
Monday, November 24, 2008
It's going to be a long day
My morning began at about 3:30 as I woke to the internationally known disgusting sound of Sabrina barfing. Since I woke with a headache, and it was the middle of the night, I just dropped one leg to the floor and opened her kennel and Buddy's so that they could sleep on the bed. Hell, that's where they would prefer to sleep anyway.
The alarm actually went off at 5:50 which then began the 20 minute process of convincing myself to get out of bed despite the headache still pounding at the front of my head.
Oh, and the barf is still there waiting to be cleaned up this afternoon. I'm pretty certain I saw pieces of the kitchen laminate flooring which means that I might have to finish pulling up the floors myself in order to prevent more dead of night barfing. Crap.
I'm going to go downstairs and get some hot water for my Theraflu daytime cold and cough medicine.
The alarm actually went off at 5:50 which then began the 20 minute process of convincing myself to get out of bed despite the headache still pounding at the front of my head.
Oh, and the barf is still there waiting to be cleaned up this afternoon. I'm pretty certain I saw pieces of the kitchen laminate flooring which means that I might have to finish pulling up the floors myself in order to prevent more dead of night barfing. Crap.
I'm going to go downstairs and get some hot water for my Theraflu daytime cold and cough medicine.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Twilight
I have now seen the movie. I have to say that I liked it very much. There were some seriously obnoxious kids in the front that as I was leaving became very excited and started yelling, "Hi Ms.P". Yup. The same said wretched beasts are my former students.
The kids were unable to maintain "the willing suspension of disbelieve" required to enjoy a movie about vampire love and such. And, yes, Eward Cullen is very cute. Ooohh dreamy.
The kids were unable to maintain "the willing suspension of disbelieve" required to enjoy a movie about vampire love and such. And, yes, Eward Cullen is very cute. Ooohh dreamy.
Friday, November 21, 2008
How did I get here?
So, one of the kids asked me an interesting question. Have I always had it this good? I look around my happy domain and realize, "NO, I did NOT." It was a long hard fought road. My first year here was HORRIFYING. Let's see if I can highlight the horror.
1. I spent most of my free time hanging out in the basement with the head of maintenance for the building and some of the other building crew. Seriously. People were mean. Everyone I saw either wanted to tell me how bad the previous adviser was, what I needed to do differently or some other thing. It wasn't fun.
2. The kids were mean. Not all of them, just most. The previous adviser set me up because she gave a pool party the night before school started for everyone on staff . . .and then they got to meet the new teacher that "took" her job. Oh, yeah, that was a good time. The comparisons were constant and believe me I lost most of the time. She had total cult of personality and the kids really didn't have to do diddly.
3. Truth be told, I arrived here having done 3 middle school yearbooks that, well, sucked. Not the most horrible of sucking that anyone has ever seen, but they weren't winning any awards, I can say that with confidence. So, I had no clue how I was going to oversee the creation of a 450 page yearbook with a staff of 75 kids. YIKES. Oh, and did I mention that I was going to teach a darkroom photography class, but I didn't even own a camera? Gulp.
OK, where am I now?
Well, I have fabulous and amazing kids. So, to you the amazing: here is my shoutout. AK and CD totally keep me in line with grades etc. I would total drown without those two. MMT makes sure all my bills get paid and the money gets deposited. KM, HP and HR are making sure the book gets put together. They are rocking editors-in-chief. BT, MS, KLR oversee the photography. Assign jobs, taking pictures themselves, helping the newbies get good pictures all of it. We have a 720 page yearbook and a staff of about 100, and I get to blog a lot.
Oh, and we have lots of money in the account so we have lots of computers, laptops, cameras and other miscellaneous stuff. In fact, if I ever leave this little job, I won't have anything electronic. Well, my phone, I'd die without my phone, but nothing else.
1. I spent most of my free time hanging out in the basement with the head of maintenance for the building and some of the other building crew. Seriously. People were mean. Everyone I saw either wanted to tell me how bad the previous adviser was, what I needed to do differently or some other thing. It wasn't fun.
2. The kids were mean. Not all of them, just most. The previous adviser set me up because she gave a pool party the night before school started for everyone on staff . . .and then they got to meet the new teacher that "took" her job. Oh, yeah, that was a good time. The comparisons were constant and believe me I lost most of the time. She had total cult of personality and the kids really didn't have to do diddly.
3. Truth be told, I arrived here having done 3 middle school yearbooks that, well, sucked. Not the most horrible of sucking that anyone has ever seen, but they weren't winning any awards, I can say that with confidence. So, I had no clue how I was going to oversee the creation of a 450 page yearbook with a staff of 75 kids. YIKES. Oh, and did I mention that I was going to teach a darkroom photography class, but I didn't even own a camera? Gulp.
OK, where am I now?
Well, I have fabulous and amazing kids. So, to you the amazing: here is my shoutout. AK and CD totally keep me in line with grades etc. I would total drown without those two. MMT makes sure all my bills get paid and the money gets deposited. KM, HP and HR are making sure the book gets put together. They are rocking editors-in-chief. BT, MS, KLR oversee the photography. Assign jobs, taking pictures themselves, helping the newbies get good pictures all of it. We have a 720 page yearbook and a staff of about 100, and I get to blog a lot.
Oh, and we have lots of money in the account so we have lots of computers, laptops, cameras and other miscellaneous stuff. In fact, if I ever leave this little job, I won't have anything electronic. Well, my phone, I'd die without my phone, but nothing else.
Skeletons in the closet?
I'm totally amused by one of our science teachers. She has a couple of skeletons in her lab that she dresses, changes their poses and has leaving signs for passers by. I commented to her recently about my amusement, and lo and behold, a new sign is up. 
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Student Council wanna be
Ok, so our high school has this weird thing where it doesn't let anyone know who the student council assistant sponsor is. I dont' know if it is intentional or by chance. When there is a new stuco sponsor, a nice email is sent out letting everyone know. On the master schedule sent to everyone, the student council sponsor shows "student council" for fourth period.
However, the assistant gets no recognition. Nothing on the master schedule, no announcement. It's not a big deal except this morning got a little awkward. Why, you ask? Let me tell you.
Student Council did a teacher appreciation breakfast. We set the food up, and the line of teachers began strolling through to get their "thanks for being teachers" breakfast. JH, sponsor, and Me, assistant sponsor stood near the table thanking people etc. As they would come through, multiple teachers turned to JH and said, "Thank you so much." Totally ignoring me. Now, I might think that I had actually managed to offend that many people except that many of them I did not know at all. It wasn't a rude ignoring of me, it was a not sure what to do with the girl standing beside the student council sponsor kind of ignoring.
As I stood there I started thinking, "Why do they think I am standing here?" Do they think I'm trailing JH for the fun of it? Secret affair? Puppy love? No other friends?
It's weird. That's all I'm saying.
However, the assistant gets no recognition. Nothing on the master schedule, no announcement. It's not a big deal except this morning got a little awkward. Why, you ask? Let me tell you.
Student Council did a teacher appreciation breakfast. We set the food up, and the line of teachers began strolling through to get their "thanks for being teachers" breakfast. JH, sponsor, and Me, assistant sponsor stood near the table thanking people etc. As they would come through, multiple teachers turned to JH and said, "Thank you so much." Totally ignoring me. Now, I might think that I had actually managed to offend that many people except that many of them I did not know at all. It wasn't a rude ignoring of me, it was a not sure what to do with the girl standing beside the student council sponsor kind of ignoring.
As I stood there I started thinking, "Why do they think I am standing here?" Do they think I'm trailing JH for the fun of it? Secret affair? Puppy love? No other friends?
It's weird. That's all I'm saying.
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