WNBP In A Winter Wonderland

We seem to be having a little bit of difficulty getting past the "snow" portion of the weather this week.  No major storms or anything like that.  Just a general overcast feel to the days and the occasional burst of flurries to remind us that winter came a little early this year.  And the cold?  I can't even talk about it without having to rush off to the kitchen in order that I might procure a cup of hot chocolate.  At this rate, I'll be adding another layer to The Thanksgiving Stuffing Girth in no time at all.  

So, to distract myself a little bit, here's your Wednesday Night Bullets:

*I already mentioned the cold so we don't need to go there again.   

*I almost jumped out of my skin this morning while I was scraping a layer of ice off the truck before starting the morning commute.  The end of my hand crocheted scarf fell from my neck  (it was very artfully arranged if I do say so myself) and fluttered a bit in the breeze.  I was convinced that the movement I saw out of the corner of my eye was one of those early morning zombies that I worry about so much.

*Give me a break.  It was dark.  Things lurking over your shoulder in the dark are generally not good.  It is a rare day that someone says, "There was this thing lurking over my shoulder in the dark and it turned out to be a  handsome fellow who wanted to share some pleasant conversation and peanut butter cups..."  Seriously.  Have you ever once heard someone say that?

*My Christmas tree is still a bit on the "light deficient" end of the scale.  I'm planning to go light shopping tomorrow after school.  That one sad little string that represents the only working lights in the whole bunch is just not doing it for me.  

*Actual conversation from my classroom today:

Ms. Sheep: (through a mouthful of salt and carbohydrates)  Oh my god...why am I eating pretzels??  How did this start???  I can't have pretzels on the Post Thanksgiving/Pre Christmas Self Loathing Diet!!!

Cheerful Teaching Assistant:  Well, as I recall, you were over by the cabinet and announced that you get to have pretzels because you have almost finished your teacher recertification paperwork.  I have to admit, I found it a little odd.

Ms. S:  OK...I do recall being by the cabinet.  And I also remember mentioning something about pretzels.  But, half a bag is missing!!!!  This isn't registering with me at all!!!  I've got Pretzel Amnesia!!!

Student Who Is New To The Classroom And Isn't Really Sure If  We Are For Real:  Do you guys talk like this all the time?

*For the record, we pretty much do talk like that all the time.

*I also ate two apples for lunch today.  That is really a very healthy thing to do, but doesn't celebrate the first time in almost twenty years that I have not only started, but almost finished, my teacher recertification requirements within the first year of the five year cycle.  I usually do it during the last ten minutes or so.  

*Even a four row repeat on a simple scarf can be a challenge when you forget a yarnover.  Yarnovers mean you have the right number of stitches and this is a good thing if you are trying to follow a "pattern."  

*The scarf is fixed and only one stitch was dropped in the process.  This was accomplished while riding my little exercise bike. 

*Which means that I dealt with the pretzel poundage, the dropped stitch and my recertification paperwork all in one day.

*That's a lot for me.  I am very tired now.  

*I could have added "zombie dispatching" to the day's list of accomplishments had it not turned out to be my artfully arranged scarf attacking me this morning.

*The same student who was witness to my Pretzel Paranoia today has been sent on a mission to find out what the scoop be with the holiday party in his classroom.  All my students come to me from other classes so, if I want to score some sweet stuff on paper plates, I'm going to have to crash a few homeroom parties.  I prepped him for this mission like we were in the CIA.  

*He did his teacher proud and came back with some amazing intelligence on the Party Situation.  More on that another day.  I get a little misty eyed when I think about it.  I couldn't be prouder of him if he were my own son.  

*Mommy's Little Mole...

*I've been a little remiss with the Hanukkah wishes this year.  So Happy Hanukkah you guys!!!  Have a latke for me, 'kay?  I love those things...but they are probably worse than pretzels for my waistline so I'll just enjoy them vicariously.  

And so ends another Wednesday.  I hope that yours was a good one and that your trudge towards the weekend is all downhill!  And free from attacking zombie scarves...

SA