This week has proved itself to be endless. It might as well be Monday for all the good the passage of time is doing me. At least I have the Wednesday Night Bullet Post to look forward to. Let's see how things shook down today:
*No storm up here. This is good. I'm kind of over this whole "winter thing."
*Yes, a snow day would have been nice. Especially given the snail-like nature of this ridiculous week. I would have enjoyed that.
*But it's better to think about not having to make up the day in June at this point.
*Plus it's the week before school vacation so that kinds of takes the sting out of it.
*The Cheerful Teaching Assistant is sickly right now. She's sneezing. A lot.
*This is an issue not just from a "Sheepie's fear of germs" standpoint.
*She leaves for London early next week.
*London hates it when American tourists come over and sneeze all over the scenery.
*We are thinking healthy thoughts.
*And offering up preemptive apologies to the international community for whatever may happen.
*Several kids did very well in art class today and earned extra "choice" time. They "chose" to play computer games. The boy who is Gauged And Aerodynamic was pleased by this turn of events and, as a result, more chatty than usual.
*This resulted in The Best Conversation Of The Day:
Gauged And Aerodynamic: Did you know that if you die and no one finds you, your cats will actually eat you if they get hungry? That's just gross!!
Ms. Sheep: Well, they're not like people. You can't blame them. They're just doing what instinct tells them to do.
Cheerful Teaching Assistant: I don't feel so good...
GAA: I mean...dude! Seriously! Eaten by your cat! That's a bad way to go.
CTA: (blows nose and looks wearily at the unmoving clock)
GAA: It just creeps me out. My cat starts nibbling on me if I just go to sleep...
(MS and the CTA immediately start mentally composing their respective Facebook updates, trying all the while to hold back their giggles)
*I am of the opinion that the manufacturers of whole wheat pasta should have to answer for their crimes against diners everywhere.
*GAH! I hate whole wheat pasta.
*It always seems so healthy and I get guilted into trying it.
*False advertising. Bad pasta. Bad, bitter, gritty, slimy pasta.
*Join me in a class action suit, people! Rise up against this injustice!!!!!
*The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty seems perplexed by my having used duct tape to secure the cabinet he keeps opening.
*I wouldn't mind except he takes out all the pots and pans.
*The Big Fluffy Kitty refuses to do anything about it.
*She is immune to my waving around the "You Are The Big Sister And Therefor Responsible For What Goes On Around Here During The Day" clause.
*If I die and people find me, I'd appreciate it if someone steps up to explain all the duct tape.
*Looks crazy. And could be mistaken for bad decorating choices.
*That didn't come up today in the Dead At Home With The Cats discussion, but I'll be sure to mention it tomorrow.
And there's Wednesday. As this week trickles away towards its end point, I am finding little to celebrate. The pasta was whole wheat, the weather is drizzly (albeit not stormy) and the clock won't move no matter what I say. However there is one thing I managed to accomplish.
I avoided discussing the unfinished mitten with the gaping thumb hole sitting right in the middle of it.