Grateful

If I had the energy to drop down to my creaky knees and be assured of my future ability to someday arise again, I would be giving all sorts of thanks for the fact that it is Wednesday. I have come to love Wednesday. Wednesday is a beautiful day. For all its mid-week, nowhere near the weekend, but not so full of the beginning of the week hopefulness, it is also the night of the Wednesday Night Bullet Post. I love the WNBP...minimal thinking required.

This is a good thing on a Wednesday. Very, very good.

*The door to my classroom won't stay open. It has a door stop thingie. But it won't hold the door open. I am cut off from the rest of the school by my big, metal door. There's a little window through which I can peek out every now and again. But it's not the same as seeing everyone in their full teacherly glory.

*This morning, as I was straining to hear sounds of life through the big metal door, I caught the rumble of the school buses.

*I then heard a fellow educator shout with an intensity normally reserved for the imminent arrival of invading Huns or Census Takers, "They're coming!!!"

*That entertained me mightily. Too bad I was trapped in my classroom by my vindictive closed door and couldn't share the merriment with my peers.

*Note: I have nothing against Huns nor Census Takers. Please do not leave nasty comments accusing me of discrimination against any of my Hunnish or Census Employed readers. I was merely trying to come up with an analogy that would give the other readers a sense of the urgency with which the warning of impending students was bellowed.

*Hysterical Mind has calmed down considerably with regard to our possible exposure to Whooping Cough. We have no way of knowing just who the lucky plague carrier in our lives might be nor how close the contact was. We are trusting in our mighty immune system to keep us safe. After all, we have been so darned healthy in the past, right?

*The mighty immune system does not, however, keep us from getting colds and the Autumnal version is creeping upon us steadily.

*But no one yelled, "It's coming!!!" So I am less amused by this arrival. I plan on being rather grumpy and whiny when the whole thing settles in for the Fall Festival Of The Snotty Sheep.

*In spite of any oncoming colds, I have had to step up my weekly workout sessions from three to four. I had a really good summer, people. It's the first time in years that I took the whole darned thing off and just lazed about in the manner to which I would like to become accustomed. They say travel is broadening.

*But it is not as broadening as staying at home, watching cartoons, eating black and white cookies and napping. Trust me on this one.

*Even the Big, Fluffy Kitty, who is not exactly slender these days, is watching me attempt to button my pants with a smirk on her face most mornings. Big, Fluffy Kitties don't wear trousers, otherwise I'd have a few things to say to her, let me tell you!

*I have a dentist appointment on the 28th. Long time readers will understand the significance of this. Newer readers will have to imagine the level of planning that goes into scheduling my panic attacks at this point. I hate my dentist. He is a very, very mean dentist who hurts me whenever he gets the chance.

*My hygienist, on the other hand, is a sweetie. She's the reason I still go there. But if, as I suspect, there is a cavity lurking in my teeth, I expect lots and lots of bloggy sympathy and cooing. This may seem presumptuous and, for that, I apologize. But there are times when a Sheep needs to be direct about her upcoming requirements. When your day comes, I will happily do the same for you. Pinky swear!

*And I do not joke about the dentist. Ever.

*If I get Whooping Cough, do I have to go to the dentist?

*A big huge, Thank You to everyone who "friended" me on Ravelry! You guys are so darned sweet! I hated the thought of not having anyone to play with, but am just not good with the approaching of others. You made a Sheep feel so welcome!!! And, as promised, I friended each and every one of you right back! You don't even have to invite me over or make me lasagna. Your willingness to include a Shy Sheep is enough!

*Plus most of you told me that you were going to heat up frozen lasagna. I really like frozen lasagna, but it would probably be a little silly to travel across the country for something that I could just make myself. Still...it was awfully sweet of you to offer! If you decide to make frozen pizza, please let me know!


Have a great Wednesday, everyone! Here's to looking at the end of the workweek and the chance to nap as the mood (or my sniffles) dictates!

SA