Hell Week

I could not have possibly had one more thing to do this week. My final project was due for the lame class I'm being forced to take. So Tuesday I had to make sure that was finished and go straight from school to class. Wednesday and Thursday I had parent teacher conferences until 7:00. Science fair had to be done this week. (Science Fair is a whole blog entry itself...like a whole other dimension of hell. LUCKILY my whole family came and helped me one day. Bless them!) Also the District Writing Assessment had to be completed during the week. On top of this we had assemblies, short days, and various other things interrupting our already overscheduled days. During this time I am expected to still be teaching 9 hours worth of material in the less than 6 that I am given, plus teaching these kids to be good citizens, stop them from bringing knives to school, and get them to quit talking while I'm trying to teach math. Oh and did I mention that I only have 2 months left until CRT testing and probably 6 months worth of material to cover? At least it's Friday. We do have Monday and Tuesday off. Normally I would be happy about the long weekend if I wasn't so worried about the time I'm missing out on that I could be teaching line graphs and integers. I'm tired. Happy Valentine's Day!

Fat Pants

Time again for my bi-monthly blog entry. I'm normally better at blogging but I just haven't felt so hot for the last couple months. I've been really tired, bloated, nauseous, dizzy, lost my appetite (yeah-believe it!), and suddenly I can't button up my pants. Turns out it's a baby. He or she will be making his/her debut on August 4, 2009. I have been hesitant to blog this exciting news due to my paranoia and belief in jinxes. But now that I have passed the three month mark, I feel more comfortable in sharing my news. Most of you probably already know because I couldn't contain my excitement, despite the eminent threat of "the jinx." But I am now officially coming out of the maternity closet to the blogging world. Only six months and (hopefully only) 25 more pounds to go! P.S. Can I wear sweat pants to school?

Twilight Update

I questioned my judgement after hearing from all the people who loved the movie. So I saw it again tonight to give it another chance. I liked it a little better. But I guess I just needed something different--characters, acting, music, something. I will agree, however, that they did a few of the scenes really well. Sorry Lynley and Raquel. Maybe if I keep watching it over and over I will love it eventually.

P.S. For anyone who thought I was serious about liking the girl singing the vampwolf song, I was not serious. My mom questioned my taste in music so I thought I should clarify. Perhaps my comment was not saturated with enough sarcasm to make it clear.

Twilight...What a Disappointment

My dreams of Twilight bliss on the big screen have been crushed. Unfortunately, the midnight viewing I dragged Jared to last night only made it necessary for me to reread the books in order to wipe the awkward, twitchy performance from my mind.

On a more positive note: I discovered a rockin band called "The Bella Cullen Project." They really bring the story to life. This cover of their song "vampwolf" is my favorite. Better check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJnfFUZr7J8

Please Stop Stalking if You are Crazy

I am out of the loop on the news but everyone is talking about "blog stalking." I don't know why anyone would want to stalk me, but I guess it's possible right? So I have three requests. First, if you are creepy stalker then please stop stalking me. (If you are a nice stalker who I may not even know but you just like to read my blog and don't want to look in my windows or kidnap me, then please feel free to read on!) Second, could someone explain to me why everyone is going private all of a sudden? And third, I am stealing a great idea from one of the blogs I read. (Thanks KK & Company...hope you don't mind.) I do not want to go private. I think it's fun to connect with people I know through blogs. So, in order to avoid that, I am just going to take out the personal information I have put on my blog so far. Anyone who is linked to my blog can help me by please taking my last name off of your contacts list. Just put my first name or the name of my blog. That way I won't get stalked by weirdos and that would be great. Thank you!

Sniffling, Sneezing, Coughing, Aching, Teaching

The Bad News: After our big sleeping-outside-in-the-freezing-cold adventure, I got seriously sick.

The Other Bad News: Making a sub-plan is torturous and it's better to just suffer and be miserable than to take a sick day.
The Good News: I made it through Friday.

I'm going to bed.

TrU Love

Due to my recent induction into the Ute Fan club, and after the fantastic TCU game, I spent a freezing night on Friday with Jared and his buddy Beef in line for BYU/Utah tickets. We camped out without a tent or sleeping bags. We had some camping chairs, a couple pairs of socks, some blankets, and a bag of spicy chex mix. Luckily one of our line "neighbors" just so happened to have an extra tent set up (weird...) and they said we could sleep in it. It did nothing to alleviate the excruciating cold and warm my poor frost-bitten feet. But I guess that trying to sleep on hard cement inside of a tent is better than hard cement outside of a tent or sitting in a camping chair for 12 hours. Unfortunately, our other line neighbors were rather vulgar, drunk, and smoking something out of a bong. They became progressively more loud and disgusting as the night wore on. But perhaps the heat from their countless lighted cigarettes kept me from losing any of my digits. (And the smoke possibly increased my chances of developing lung cancer...) But, despite the cold, smoke, and pornographic conversations, it was a pretty entertaining experience. And it proved to be all worth it because we got tickets! They now lie in our special "ticket" box, right alongside Mr. Neil Diamond. Go UTES!

The Friday Night Line--Jared was in line at 1:00 PM Friday and our tickets are still standing room only. Some people camped out from Thursday night until Saturday morning. Crazies.

"Sleeping" Arrangement (They're not really sleeping...they're just closing their eyes because of the blinding flash I surprised them with.)

The Saturday Morning LineUs: Freezing cold, pissed that people were cutting in line, but almost to the ticket office.