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An Important Message*
Bullying is abuse, regardless of age. Let’s all do our part and stop this senseless cycle of abuse. Children and teens should have the right to feel secure and loved as they begin their journey to discover who they are, whoever that may be. Thanks for this, Ellen. I heart you. xo
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The Search for Nancy Drew*
I’ve always been a a voracious reader. It makes me laugh to see old family videos where in the midst of family playroom chaos, I am sitting on the floor with a pile of books, absolutely oblivious to the fact that my brothers are yelling and throwing things around me. I don’t just read books, I get lost in them. For example, I just finished reading Wally Lamb’s The Hour I First Believed. I could not put it down. It was the kind of book that made me want to whip it out to read a few paragraphs between classes, wish my lunch break were longer and keep me up…
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Office Space*
While at home celebrating Big Dad’s birthday this weekend, I introduced my parents to Hoarders. I’m slightly addicted to the show, and every time I watch it I feel the need to purge and clean. It can be quite motivating. I hate when things are cluttered… it makes me feel like I can’t function in a space. However, when I get busy (or lazy) things keep building up and I find myself surrounded in it. How does this happen? My desk is a magnet for clutter. Actually, our whole office is. When we lived in Senior’s City, the Hubster and I had our desks in separate rooms. It wasn’t that…
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When it rains, it pours*
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I Love My Job*
One of the things I love most about being a substitute teacher is the complete unpredictability of the job. When I step foot into a school in the morning, I have absolutely no idea where I’ll end up. Oh, the dispatch callers who give you the assignments will tell you which department a particular teacher is assigned to, but that often doesn’t mean anything. I could get a call to be in for an English teacher and end up teaching computers, or a call for special education, and end up teaching science. Today was one such example. On Friday night I went out for dinner with a couple of my…
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Boys Will Be Boys*
Today is a perfect blogging day–it’s a cold, rainy grey day and I feel so warm and cozy in our little home. I haven’t gone outside at all yet, I’ve just been watching the rain stream down my windows, somewhat thankful that I didn’t have to be out driving to a school in all the muck. After a long summer vacation working at the crap part-time job (which I don’t miss at all, in case you were wondering) I’m teaching again. The calls aren’t as steady as I’d like them to be, but then again, I really didn’t expect to get much work as a substitute teacher in the first…
