Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Monday/Wednesday...whatever.

It's crazy when the work week starts with a Wednesday.  Kids kept showing up in my classroom and, no matter how many times I tried to tell them that they were scheduled to be somewhere else at that point, they just wouldn't leave.  For the record, they were right.  I was wrong.  Apparently there is a cut-off to the Age Of Understanding What Day It Is.  

Thank heavens for the Wednesday Night Bullet Post.  I'll just be rambling along if you need me.  Feel free to interrupt if you don't understand anything.  I won't hear you or help to clarify.  But I encourage you to give it a shot.  I like positive thinkers...

*The Big Fluffy Kitty managed her first day alone ever like a trouper.  As predicted, she met me at the door when I made it home.  But she seemed fine.

*I, on the other hand, was a wreck all day and it took the strength of Hercules to keep from calling her every other hour just to say, "hi."

*You guys are right.  I am going to have to consider bringing another kitty into our lives at some point.  This is torture...

*I spared a thought this morning for all of the commenters who mentioned how jealous they were of our plentiful snowfall here in Maine.  Last night's storm was a doozy.  So I got to stand in a snowbank and painstakingly chip away at a two inch layer of frozen snow encasing my truck at 6:00 a.m.  I thought about you snowless folk quite a bit this morning, if you want the truth.  

*You want snow?  I got yer snow!  C'mon up and get yourself a handful.  What the heck!  Take two!!!

*I left early and was still late to work.

*And all you snowplow drivers?  You people do God's work, I tellya!  What you did with the roads today was a work of art.  Seriously.  It was amazing.  From the bottom of my heart (and that of my insurance agent) I thank you.

*Hey, if you get a chance, go give some of the internet high fives to The Gator.  He's a friend of Daddy Sheep and an all around good guy who is back to blogging.  And he's not afraid to admit that real men read knitting blogs.  

*I wonder if we could get him to knit...

*The nice people at Amazon sent me The Knitter's Book Of Yarn rather speedily, I'm pleased to say.  I read it while I was pedaling away on the little exercise bike this afternoon in a desperate attempt to make the holiday chocolate lumps slide off my thighs.

*Good book.  A very good book.  But not so good as to make a chubby Sheepie forget that she is pedaling her fat fanny to nowhere.  

*It was rather chilly last night.  While the temperatures dropped into the range I like to call "Stupid Cold," I was contemplating turning on a fan.  All my internal systems went completely haywire and I was broiling away while the winter winds whipped about.

*Or, as I explained it to my Cheerful Teaching Assistant today:  I have become a middle-aged stereotype.  

*I like to think that my middle years are going to save me a fortune in heating costs over the long haul.  See how I did that?  Positive thinking, baby!


And there's your Wednesday Night In A Nutshell!  I'm pretty tuckered out after my one day of work in a week and a half so I shall bid you all a fond Nighty-Night!  Here's hoping that you have a wonderful second half of the week and that your intro to '08 has given you hope for a wonderful New Year.

I'm going to see if I can't work up another hot flash for tomorrow morning.  I hear it's going to be a chilly one...

SA


15 comments:

Stephanie said...

I agree that getting back to teaching was difficult. I foolishly thought my students might be complacent due to their holiday revels, however they were the most talkative so far this year and I couldn't get them to focus on a thing I wanted them to do.

Anonymous said...

You are just having your own personal summer. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

April said...

Sheepie, I have THREE lovely kitties you can have for FREE. Would you prefer -

1) The cat who farts when you pet her.

2) The cat who locks himself in the bathroom on a regular basis and likes to sit in the fridge.

3) The one with no teeth but bites anyway.

Just lemme know! If you want all three that won't be a problem, either!

Julie said...

I say take cat #2; you and he can sit in the fridge together when you have your hot flashes.

Kath said...

So when you were thinking about us snowless folk this morning, you were probably thinking some highly unladylike language, weren't you? S'okay - we can take it!

Also - did you see Franklin Habit's post yesterday?

mehitabel said...

Real women have power surges, not hot flashes. They are what leads me to open the windows in the bedroom and toss off the covers when it's 33 outside, then of course I get chilled when "it" passes off!
We are going to have RAIN! RAIN! this week. Chicken Little has a new job as a weathercaster in SoCal. I ought to send them to Maine. Better yet, I ought to send ME to Maine!

Beth said...

I wish I could come up and get some snow. It's been cold here. Right now it's 22 but feels like 10. That's cold for Georgia. If it's going to be that cold, I'd like a little snow to go with it. But just a little. Not Maine-sized portions.

I'm glad today went okay.

kmkat said...

Maybe you should wish for cold weather. As the wise folks say, You don't have to shovel cold. Or chip it off your windshield.

Mel said...

Hoo boy, I was just outside (at shortly after 1AM) and it's currently at 5º here in KP. I imagine it's closer to about 3 or 4º where you are. I could use a hot flash right about now, I tell ya. Tuck says he could use one even more.

Mia said...

Happy Thursday !

Brrrrrrrrrrr ::shiver::

trek said...

Um, Sheepie? I'd pass on April's offer. I mean, the shipping costs of a flatulent cat would be high but not as high as the cost to ship a cat in a refigerator car or the reconstructive dental work on the toothless wonder....

Sorry about the snow. We here are well below the freezing point of water, enduring high winds and dryness.

Cathy said...

If you lose your mind and get a kitty - I respectfully submit that it will be one with manners who does not puke all over your new table first thing in the morning. Right before you put your bowl of oatmeal down.

Just a suggestion. But you do whatever amuses you.

(Avoid cream colored cats at all costs!! They are zombies in disguise!!!!)

Cursing Mama said...

*I think they should make day of the week underwear for grown ups; that way if the day is in question we can just check our pants. Of course knowing your storehouse of underthings you probably have a months worth of those things anyway.

*beware the petfinder website until you've had some time - it could result in the acquisition of more than one friendly companion. Ask me how I know.....

Anonymous said...

Cold enough for you? I hope you were able to work up a few hot flashes.
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/

Bobbi said...

are you able to knit while riding the little bike? I feel like I never have enough time to exercise and knit, so I was considering a bike thinking I could combine these activities. I'll deal with the likelihood of fall off the bike and on to one of my knitting needles later :)