project!

emily feels as though I should take up creative grooming. and has suggested my first project be to turn this fluffball known affectionately as baby cat into a ferocious lion


I can see it now...

why some people shouldnt be allowed near animals

when I am bored I spend too much time looking and clicking on things on facebook. sometimes you come across things like this.


what is this if not a prime reason why some people should not be allowed near animals.

Granted claires and I talked of giving baby cat a poodle inspired hair cut when she first moved to chicago and the fluff ball wasn't handling the heat so well. but the important difference remains. we never did it. nor did we ever even consider turning her into a a poodle ninja turtle-leonardoodle. (or even a kitten ninja turtle-leonardacat)

christmas baking extravaganza 2008

I like to bake a christmas. well I actually like to bake all the time, but christmas gives me an excuse to do it in extremes. and yes I am a little protective of my christmas baking. christmas being an imperative word. like the year when I accidently confused my gingerbread cookies with my molasses cookie dough and ended up with gingerbread circles instead of gingerbread men. and I made a new batch.

or this year when emily made chrismtas pocahontas shapes and christmas barnyard animals instead of christmas sugar cookies. last time I let anyone else near the cookie cutters. at least nick now knows only to use sanctioned cookie cutters.

I like large amounts of things and keep baking and baking and baking. here is this year's load.


this led nick to claim "she must have some ulterier motive, like fatening the family up so she can eat them"

last time I make him a christmas dinosaur.

merry christmas, welcome to the real world.

new favorite thing about the real world. christmas bonus.

turns out my catering office job never had such perks. though the last year we did finally get sweatshirts.

AND a cute little ornament.

apple sauce on mars

I do a lot of things to avoid having to get up in the morning. 5 more minutes of sleep. 1 more snooze. deciding what to wear when i finally get up. this morning it was a conversation.

me: guess what
nick: I hate these games
me: come on guess.
nick: umm apple sauce on mars

then later

nick: guess what
me: give me a hint
nick: it has to do with apples
me: umm apple sauce on mars?
nick: NO apple cider on jupiter. duh.

BEAUTIFUL bookshelf

Nick told me I could buy a new DVD shelf or I could only buy DVDs. well now I still cant bring myself to spend $20 to buy the movie on blu-ray when I can spend $5 to buy it on DVD. yes I am missing out on the crisp HD brilliance that comes along with blu-ray. but really if the DVD costs $5 is there much HD brilliance am I missing out on much?

needless to say if Im too cheap to buy movies on blu-ray I'm certainly too cheap to pay $159 for a DVD shelf capable of holding our expanding collection. and thus construction was underway. a trip to the local crafty bever along with our with our sketch in hand we managed to sweet talk our way into preimum pine for the price of common pine. (our little secret with the wood guy)

some sanding (ok a lot of sanding and all done by nick) some staining (again done by nick) and some drilling and hammering. and here we have it our furniture building careers have begun.

christmas in room 201 take 2

so I got crafty and I made my kids stockings. what can I say, i love christmas even when my students are lumps.

Happy St. Nick's Day!

Here is the story of Piccolo's St. Nick's Day Experience.

Piccolo, like any child is apparently a peaker.

ahhh! she's been caught. but can you really get mad at her when she is so cute?


In the morning...Stocking time! Stocking time!


ahhh christmas toy forced interaction (a necessity according to the kitten wheel of needs)

christmas time is here....

so I have decided that thanksgiving break was just a cruel and evil joke of the world. especially when thanksgiving falls with only 2 weeks of classes and a week of exams remaining. Think I can make my students focus on momentum. HA! at least it's a fun unit where we play with toys (though my kids are chumps and broke my toys)


at least christmas has come to room 201. another place to decorate perhaps the best part of being a teacher.

Driving Miss Amy

Laugh of the night...watching Driving Miss Daisy...Miss Daisy says to Hoke "I taught some of the stupidest children God ever put on the face of this earth"

True That.

it's panormous!

new pizza hut quality product. panormous pizza. two side by side rectangular pizzas more than 40% larger then a large (or so the pizza hut website claims) who needs this much pizza. apparently us.


miles upon miles of pizza.


granted they made it all sausage and we asked for half sausage half pepperoni. teach us to order pizza at 5 pm.

uniforms

so my students have uniforms...its a catholic private school would one expect anything less? but yet they dont have uniforms. they have different skirts, sweaters, and polos for each grade level. is not the point of a uniform to be well uniform?

faculty meeting today...45 min about the new uniform proposal that this time, gasp! would actually make the girls all be uniform. the new skirt, brown herringbone, the new top, navy polo, the new sweater, wine pullover. this is all good...except that this is the same colors as another school....and isnt the point of a uniform to set you apart and make you identifyable?

suggestion by another teacher...why not red sweaters since our colors are red. red sweaters, black polos and black herringbone skirt? much enthusiam met with this one. the response high school girls dont want to wear red sweaters.

pretty sure I was a high school girl only 6 years ago...and I didnt mind my red sweater.

rumblings through the crowd...staff poll staff poll what would we prefer...nudge the vetran teacher to suggest this...I dont want to be job hunting again next spring.

oh and the boots! we should make our girls wear real shoes! right now they can choose from shoes, tennis shoes or boots. those horrible ugg boots they are so sloppy looking.

look down at my feet...what have I been wearing all week...well no more snuggle feet for me, apparently I dress sloppy.

funny that apparently the self appointed uniform committee doesnt think it sloppy for the girls shirts to be untucked, but darn those boots. those darn boots that keep the girls legs warm becaues well skirts are darn cold in december.