Musings . . .

Well, it's a day closer to the end of the year. All my finals have been administered and it's time for grades to be calculated and everything to be put up. It's a happy and sad time for me. It's nice to have my work taken care of for a year. I'm getting to move to a new room with an ELMO, a SmartBoard, a CPS system, and other technological trinkets. The room I'm in now is a bowling alley, with no place to put a SmartBoard, so I'll be moving to a room with a closet and an office! Yipee! That's great.

Friday night is graduation. I LOVE these seniors so much. I didn't realize it until honors night. They are a nice group of relatively bright kids. I'll especially miss "my boys" who are three extremely smart, but slacker-y guys who love to argue and aggravate me. Two are going to college and one is going to the Navy.

David Cook. Winner of Idol. I love it. Archeletta (or however you spell it) is such the Mouseketeer. He's an excellent singer, but I don't like him. He's full of talent and will likely wind up on Broadway soon. Back to David Cook. His brother's bout with cancer and encouragement for Cook to try out for Idol was so sweet. At one point near the very end his brother mouthed at the camera, "That's my brother!" Supermom and I were just about crying. So sweet. I am excited to learn what David Cook will do. He's proven he'll do the unexpected, so I look forward to the results of his work.

Question regarding Idol: Do you vote based on the head-to-head competition on the final night or do you voted on the overall performance for the whole season? If you vote on that night only, David A. should have been your choice. Overall, which is what most people must've done, David C. should've won hands down.

This website is SO funny. These people's momma isn't very different from mine. I laughed SO hard at most postings. Genius.

My sister just told me that one of Steven Curtis Chapman's little girls was struck by an SUV driven by a teenage brother. This echoes what Rick Burgess went through earlier this year. So sad and so UN-understandable. I'm praying that grace be given in this situation to all concerned. I know it will.

Random Stuff for a Friday

This is my new favorite website/blog/whatever. It's not totally true for me for all circumstances, but my word, it's funny. And, not surprisingly, I love some things that I had no idea I love. One of my favorites it expensive sandwiches. I wasn't aware of this, but I DO LOVE THEM! How did this individual know that?

BTW, you simply must check out the list of rap songs that white people love. It's true. After I read the list aloud to my sister, she reported that she went to a Wal*Mart where there was some sort of promotion and what were they playing? "Jump Around."

We did a boot camp at work today. Our graduation coach is a trainer, I like to call her Mrs. Olympia. Unlike most women, her upper body is AWESOME, but she puts up with people like me, who aren't exactly on fire for getting their body business together. We did lunges, push-ups, jumped rope, pull-ups, dips, back work, and abs. It was FANTASTIC. Hot Pants, Fiona, Senora, and another colleague participated. I'm already sore, but have agreed to the Saturday, 8:00 a.m. workout with Mrs. C., so I'll get a chance to hurt more! More running and elliptical.

Then Granny and Bubba, Sr. are coming to see The Child. I've got a TON of school work to do and REALLY want to get it done. Ugh.

I am ready for more people to get kicked off of American Idol. There's one person I REALLY like, and it's the little dread locks dude. His charisma just S*P*A*R*K*L*E*S! He sang an Andy Gibb song that took me back to around the second grade when I was MADLY in love with Andy Gibb. He is adorable. I am looking forward to hearing what the guy who sang the hell out of "Imagine" is going to do next week. He was surprising, but dread locks dude is my favorite.

Sidebar: I HATE the song "Imagine." I hate everything about it. I don't hate John Lennon , but I don't like what the song says. It's kind of like the song "From a Distance." For me, God is NOT at a distance, He's right here. He does care about the piddly things in my life because He created me. I realize that this will offend many, but I don't care.

Well, I'm tired and have a lot to get done.

Peace to you.