saturday night pondering

"Don’t pay any attention to what they write about you.
Just measure it in inches."
-andy warhol

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happy birthday to my sister!

 

  

  

  

happy birthday, kellie!

i hope you, boom, and junior have a great day!!!

love you!

ps... i had to put the yard youngin' pic up. its too cute!

happy friday

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arent the olympics awesome?

i didnt think i really liked the winter ones, but i do...

go usa!

pretty little things

 

i love looking at pretty things. dont you?

i must go outside and throw the ball for sunny before she drives me crazy.

my teacher hacked and coughed on everything today. 

now im couging.

and im watching tyra. 

i have homework to do. miserable homework.

i think ill make some rosemary cookies. 

have a nice evening.

mid-week jam

this song makes me happy in a similar way that the smiths song does. its a good pick me up for the middle of the week. 

sorry to interrupt this post but sunny just ran into the wall during one of her "running around like a crazy dog" fits! 

hahahahahahahahaha

special puppy.

dont worry, she's not hurt and it didnt slow her down a bit.

ok, so yeah.. happy wednesday!

hahahahahahahahaha

t.m.i. tuesday

because its my blog... and i do what i want.

i am going to tell the tale of a very painful, nerve racking, disturbing experience yesterday and surprisingly it has nothing to do with kids...

so after teaching all day and baking cookies for my teachers bday, i had to go to my bi-monthly torture session aka student teaching seminar. we were moved from our spacious room fit with desks and arm room to a cramp mini-theater style suffocation holding chamber. i chose the seat second from the end by this guy i know (i thought it would be awkward if i chose the end seat bc it would be me saying "i really dont want to sit beside you" and chose the second to the end seat beside him which now that i think about it is probably more awkward, but i digress). so anyway, this red-headed fellow comes in late and naturally the only open seat is the one i didnt choose to my left. i would say he had an awkwardness about him but it was subtle. 

this is when the disturbing event takes place...

said fellow chews and i mean GNAWS his fingernails for the next TWO HOURS STRAIGHT. and when i say two hours... i mean CONSTANTLY. it was so ridiculous, i looked on my watch to time him. 

he was using his other hand to position the thumb nail so that he could get the best gnawing angle. he was spitting fingernail pieces on the floor, wiping them on his shirt and pants. he was making noises kind of like when sunny licks and chews her feet. he was turning his head to get the best advantage on his nails, i mean he was really getting down on them! i kept thinking, "there is no way he has anything left to chew" but how wrong was i! i am not exaggerating for the sake of a story on this one... he really did chew his nails the ENTIRE time. cant you tell how disturbed i am???

so not only being grossed out by the noises and the flicking of chewed fingernail shards, the only thing i could think of was, "he's been at a school all day." if you havent been to a school lately, they are like living petri dishes. kids coughing, spitting, picking noses, using the bathroom... and turning the same door knob as him. i wanted so badly to bring someone else's attention to the situation so that they could suffer with me. i kept looking at the dude to give him a hint but he was in the zone. i really contemplated just telling him but im not heartless.

we had two guest speakers... one of which was very interesting and enjoyable but i couldnt fully concentrate on them because red to my left was having the thanksgiving dinner of nail chewing.

still completely disturbed... and grossed out.

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text message conversation:

me: pants on the ground, pants on the ground.

greg: yep.

greg: what made you think of that?

me: well i wanted to send you a text though i had nothing to say. so it was either pants on the ground or you are my sunshine. the choice was obvious.

greg: yes it was...

weekend scenes

this weekend was quite typical... i was sick. 

it was absolutely BEAUTIFUL on saturday and i stayed in my bed until about noon. then i moved to the couch until about 3 when i decided it was time to clean myself up. after shower time, i then resumed my position on the couch for the rest of the night... hints "saturday night pondering."

sunday though, i felt about 87%. i visited mj and pj. sunny got to play with them while i ran errands and then we went to lunch at the olive garden. later, wade and i walked our respective puppies as it started to get cloudy. so it turned out being a good ending to another potentially totally depressing weekend with great weather.

and here's to another frigid week. the high on wednesday is like 36. wtf.