Wowie, Kazowie!

Hey, hey, now, now. OUR CROSS-COUNTRY TEAM IS GOING TO STATE!!!!!!!! Yeah, I said that. It's a first for a Snoopy-coached crosss-country team and, I think, a first for our school. Our kids are absolutely ecstatic, as well they should be! It'll be next weekend. I'll take a personal day if I have to, but I'm on my way. Will we place at state? Hmmm, that's a great question. We have kids who, if they totally pushed themselves who could, but the question is will they? I hope so. See the inspirational figure above!!!

My haircut from yesterday is FANTASTIC. Thanks Hippy. You are #1! You know how you have to wash your hair to see how it works when you actually have to fix it yourself? It totally worked. It sticks up j-u-s-t the right amount, without looking like a just-hatched baby bird.

I bought a new pair of jeans that I love. What?!? I know, all this in one day. Are you kidding me, right? NO, I AM NOT.

Happy Wednesday.

It Was a Good B-day!

School was good. I got sung to twice over the intercom. Exciting! Thanks to Snoopy's students. Fiona also was part of a sing-along with Snoopy.

Then Hippy Chick cut my hair. Then the wrap restaurant. DELICIOUS! Next was ellipticizing with Mrs. C.

I know all this is SO exciting that you probably are crazy with jealousy. I know this is pretty weak, but I REALLY enjoyed my day.

Later.

P.S. Tomorrow is the region cross-country meet. Our boys think they can place. That's half the battle! Don't get me started on the emotional train-wreck that is our girls. Love them, mean it, but wow. All the dramz! UGH.

I'll let you know how things go.

What's Going On? I See You!

I'm just maxing and relaxing. Didn't make it to church this morning. I stayed up too late last night trying to watch football and baseball.

I've got the Monday progress report situation. Gotta get on top of that tomorrow morning AND lesson plans to turn in. Also, Dude and I are hosting a GHSGT (Georgia High School Graduation Test) Review. So that puts me at school from about 6:30 a.m. to after 8:00 p.m. I'll make up for it by going straight to bed!

Then Tuesday should be low-grade/low profile. I am hoping that people are getting ready for a VIP visit and leave me ALONE to teach. Wednesday, we are having a VIP, but more importantly, we are leaving early for the region for cross-country. Thursday should be low-profile and Friday is our last football game this year. All in all, it should be a good week.

Add to all this that Mrs. C. and I have decided to meet Tuesday and Thursday at 8:00 at the gym for ellipticaling, since we met yesterday and today. So, I'll keep all y'all (for those of y'all not from the South, that's plural for y'all) posted.

Satisfying Saturday & Gugu Strikes Back

Wake Me Up Before You Gugu

(With Apologies to Wham! Wait, they probably owed me an apology for those really short shorts and fluorescent clothing in that video, so I'll call us even.)

Hi, kids. Hope you're living well. I am doing very well.

Well, we had our last away game yesterday. It wasn't good, but my favorite student had a pretty good night. He's a running back and quite good. He told the equivalent of his homeroom teacher that he thought he might be able to get into college. Yeah, admissions people and coaches hate people with A averages and athletic prowess. It's more like he'd BETTER go to college. One of the reasons I teach is students like him!

Because I wanted to do a little work this morning, save a little gas (Don't tell Al Gore I'm actually trying to shrink my carbon footprint.), and save the thirty-minute drive, I crashed last night after we returned on Snoopy's mucho-comfortable sofa. I got a little bit done. I felt very productive. I've got a lot of work ahead of me for tomorrow, though.

After my work, I came back to my residence of record. Then I met Mrs. C. at the gym for a little elliptical action. OWWWW. Again, igmonic on my part. Why don't I stay on a plan? That way I wouldn't hate getting back in the swing of things as much. My arms are sore; my butt is sore; my thighs are sore; my calves are sore. We're gonna do that again tomorrow. Today was 35 minutes + 5 cool down. Ooh, that reminds me, I'd better go charge my ipod while I'm thinking about it. Hold on, I'll be right back.

(Leaving.)

(Back now.)

Supermom, The Child, and I enjoyed a pizza dinner tonight. It was some kind of good. I'm enjoying the last of this sort of thing for a while. Ugh. Again, why do I do this knowing how oogey it makes me feel?

I was glad to see Richt's dawgs win. Knowshon Moreno had 188 yards rushing. Go him. I was a little irked by the commentators' propensity to attribute anything good that UGA did to some injury to some key Florida person. It was as if they were apologists for Florida. I always hear bias against the people I like in a sporting situation. I STILL can't stand Tim McCarver. And I still snicker when I think about when the Braves made it to the play-off or World Series or whatever and Deion Sanders (when he was playing for the Braves, of course) threw a cup of water on McCarver. I know that goes against most things I think are sacred, but he (Timmy Mc) was even more obnoxious than Deion. What this has to do with anything, I'm not sure. Oh yeah, I was talking bias.

Animal Alert

Gugu has taken revenge. I am so glad when an animal behaves like an animal. Gugu had some IGMONIC person (a teenage boy) hop the fence and try to interact during feeding time. Well, as Bubba of Rick and Bubba fame said the other day, after you've been attacked by a drunken human, when one jumps in your "habitat," I suppose edgy is the state of your nerves. I say, "Go, Gugu. Go to your inner panda. Do what you know to do, even if humans are harmed, well that's collateral damage, or survival of the fittest, if you ask me." How do you get to the point where you brain okays your entry into a zoo-habitat with a wild animal? Was this one of the non-genius Chinese people, because I thought the system over there produces brainiacs. I guess I'm misinformed yet again.

Well, I'm gonna go watch the Tennesse/SC game to see who wins in the last minute and a half.


Shalom.

Igmonic!!!

<----- This guy is just a loser.

Okay, I just got through going through The Biggest Loser from last night. Igmonic is the only word to describe it. Rick and Bubba {See the rant here: http://teacherperson.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-much-i-love-rick-and-bubba.html.} claim to have invented this word and it is entirely appropriate for these people. Dude with the 17 pound weight gain, are you kidding me?!? How stupid are you? How dare you dis the mighty Bob Harper! If I were Bob or the other trainers, I'd find it awfully difficult to help this mental midget. What's worse is the more igmonic people who didn't vote his stupid ass off.

I don't know if I can EVER watch this show again. Ugh!

Hey, It's Tuesday.

I love Tuesdays. Today I gave tests all day. I thought I'd catch up and get ahead. Oh, but no. It seemed as if there was a question for every moment or my attempt at staying organized was almost thwarted. Arrrgh!

Anyway, I am looking forward to the cross-country meet tomorrow. It's on the same course as our team will run next Wednesday for the region meet. So. . . if they play their cards right tomorrow, maybe success will be ours tomorrow AND next Wednesday.

I'd better get to grading some of these tests, so sayonara!

Make your Wednesday a GREAT one.

Love you, mean it!

Monday, and all is well!

Hi! I hope that today finds you well!

I have had a very good Monday, and I must admit, am a little surprised by that fact. I spent a lot of time this weekend working on schoolwork. I passed out progress reports today, reminded them of the homework packet accompanying their test for tomorrow, and then took questions pertaining to the tests in my classes. I am a little stunned. I am actually up with where I'm supposed to be! And tomorrow, tests all day, so after first block, I can grade the previous block's tests!

Okay, I realize that this is probably drivel to those of you who are out there with real jobs, but I'm telling you, I've worked in a "real" job (industrial engineering for the longest) and nothing is as exhausting (or as rewarding) as teaching. Getting everything organized, making sure you're doing things to help your students (Don't laugh, some teachers don't think about helping students!), and doing the things that your county/state/etc. wants you to takes QUITE a bit of coordination. But as I said, if you love teaching, all the exhaustion and the stress and the mania is worth it. I'm not sure how anyone who is a high school teacher (teacher at any level for that matter) rolls in at 7:45 and rolls out at 3:30. I am just not that organized yet. I don't know how you don't stay later and help your (or other teachers') students who need help. I don't know how you don't listen to your students' music so you know what they're dialed into. I don't know how you don't watch some of the television shows they watch, at least a symbolic amount that you can tolerate. I don't know how you don't go to their sporting events. I don't know what I'd do if I were married with a family. I really do love my job and the kids I work with. There are MANY, MANY students out there who need adults who are there for them. That, I see is my main job. Along with telling my trig students about drop/add and scheduling classes in college, telling my freshmen that they need to start off well and can have as many choices as possible when it gets to their college possibilities, and telling my tech/career students that there are actually very few careers/jobs that you don't have to know math to do (at least ones that you don't have to look out for the po-po).

Wow, this has wound up sounding like propaganda for some "Hey, You've Gotta Teach" website. It's not. It's the way I really feel and to be honest, I'm a little scared.

So, I'll savor this moment of happiness and go watch something on the DVR, or go to the gym, or read. Reading sounds SUBLIME!