Thursday, August 23, 2007

Random Resumed.

Oh, great. Now I'm all "scatter-y!" I miss one little Wednesday Night Bullet Post in the interest of making amends for not posting pictures of my new NASCAR crock pot for the blogging public and now I've got all this stupid random running amok through my system. I need to bullet post and I need to do it fast! I cannot live through the next week blurting out whatever comes to mind with no regard for context or sequence.

Well...I suppose I could. But, it wouldn't really be fair to everyone else who has to walk this planet and periodically interact with me. So I'm going to do the Thursday version. This should get things back on track.

*I had no plans whatsoever to go into school today. My intention was to pull off a big,bad move-a-thon yesterday, get everything set up then head over to the high school to get the teacher certification coordinator to sign off on my paperwork for renewal. This step is crucial if you are going to make the "you missed the deadline so we'll give you a back-up deadline and this time we really mean it" cut-off for getting the paperwork into the state and retaining a license to teach. It was a plan. And a good one, at that.

*Except that, after a summer apart, we teachers have all forgotten just how sick of each other we were. All that ill-will and unteacherly bickering is overwhelmed by our sudden happiness to see one another. It is truly heartwarming. We laugh, we chat, we ask about each others' respective vacations... and take up a great deal of time that could be spent unpacking and carrying desks around. So I had to go back today and do all the stuff that I couldn't do yesterday due to all the teacher-love.

*At one point a bunch of us spent some quality time "getting the swears out." This is important because, after two months of not having to watch our language, we need to finish up with the summer gutter mouths. It is time to behave appropriately. Your fifth grade teacher did the same thing. You can believe me or not. But I speak true.

*I took delivery on a package today. It was brought unto me by The Delivery Company That Hates Me And Held My Yogurt Maker Hostage. All went smoothly. But is it weird for a driver to say, "Thank you for being home?" I wasn't sure how to respond. "You're Welcome," seemed inadequate, perhaps even a little condescending. I went with, "No problem!"

*That was weird, too.

*And, on an even more weirder (bordering on most weirdest) note, the package contained an Addi Turbo Lace Needle. This would seem to imply that I am planning to knit lace. Does ordering the needle, then blogging about it mean that I have made some sort of commitment to knitting lace? Are there Lace Police who will learn of my not having chosen to knit lace? Will I have to go to some sort of prison for Lace Liars?

*I shudder to think what the gang situation will be in that prison. I'll probably end up with the people who just do that yarnover/drop the yarnover thing over and over. On size 17 plastic needles. With cheap acrylic yarn donated by the local church. The cool gangs will beat us up pretty regularly, but I'll bet that our flouncy and highly washable scarves will bring a pretty penny at the yearly Jail Sale to benefit balding sheep.

*I tend to overthink things. At least I think I do...maybe I don't. Maybe it's more like pondering. I'll have to think about this for a bit.

*I am covered in tiny, little bruises. I look like I was beaten up by elves. Every single bruise bears a remarkable resemblance to a desk or the corner of the little refrigerator that I was lugging around yesterday. It is not a good look for me, I have decided. But the classroom looks quite stunning so I guess it was worth the loss of two knitting days and the damage to my pure, unblemished skin.


Whew! Sheepie feels all better! You know, like after a really big burp? All that random sloshing around since yesterday has just been building up in there. Now I can move on with my life, maybe write a novel or carry on a conversation like normal people do. Thank you for your kind attention. I feel like I can take on the world!!!!

Or knit lace?

SA

10 comments:

Donna Lee said...

Thank god you got that out. You could have sploded all over and what a mess of words that would have been! BTW, I am fixin' to get me one of them there cheap crockpots to maybe dye me some yarn. I don't think I will be lucky enough to find a nascar commemorative.

Mel said...

You'll like lace. Honest. But be forewarned, it's generally not amenable to mindlessness.

'Black Sheep' comes out on video in October. I have it on my Netflix queue already.

My verification word is "bezlleb", which just sounds an awful lot like "beelzebub" to me.

Beth said...

If you have the fancy light and you have the fancy needle, I think you now are obligated to do the fancy knitting. :) But, it's fun!

April said...

One word - Wisp.

Rabbitch said...

I'm afraid you're going to have to knit lace now, yes.

I was compelled to report you.

Just a word to the wise. If you're going to knit it drunk, use a lot of lifelines.

Don't ask me how I learned this.

Anonymous said...

Teachers swear? You're going to knit lace? Are you a zombie? Where is our Sheep?
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/

Lorraine said...

Uhhh, although I do knit lace, I use my Addi Turbo Lace needles for socks. LOVE those pointy tips!

Guess maybe we'll meet in that prison?!?

Cursing Mama said...

lace *blinks*
I tried that
*smirks*
It didn't really go as planned
*ROFLOF*

ra said...

you will love lace, honest....




I say this knowing nothing aout you!!

I also have no idea what or who NASCAR is but I love that crock pot. Bet if they'd been around in the forties/fifties Elizabeth David would have had one!

Sheila said...

My 5th grade teacher was a Catholic nun...is it really true, you now, that she swore?
I need bamboo for lace...the Addi turbos are too darn fast for lace. Oh, and you probably won't want to peddle when knitting lace. Lace requires full attention, at least for me it does.
I'm still lauphing about yesterdays post.
I Clep'ed out of Bio today. I love saying that! Really, though, I'm going back to school and I truly Clep'ed out of Bio today.