(The Boy Who Is) Dark And Disturbed spent most of today trying to convince me that it was Thursday. No matter what I said or how many pieces of evidence I produced, he just couldn't seem to accept the actual date. It got to the point where I felt like I was doing deep and permanent psychological damage to the poor lad. He may be Dark And Disturbed, but he is also one of the funniest and basically kindest people I know so it seemed wrong to tamper with his overall nature. I let it go.
But that doesn't mean I don't know it is Wednesday. I'm going to do a Wednesday Night Bullet Post and D&D can just sit at home thinking he's closing in on the weekend. It's up to his Mommy and Daddy now. Maybe if they let him spend more time online like good ol' Ms. Sheep instead of pursuing his artwork then he'd have a better grasp of time!
*It rained today.
*Let me rephrase that: The skies opened up and all the water ever created in this universe was whipped by the mighty winds for the sole purpose of making my life miserable.
*Other people are just saying that it rained, but I like to put a more personal spin on the whole situation.
*I'm still hacking and coughing all over the place.
*Everyone is so very pleased when I walk into a room. They just light up at the sight of me.
*That is not true. Most of them flee. The rest cower from a distance and try to give me supportive and encouraging looks from behind their bio hazard masks.
*We are also doing a massive round of state achievement testing this week so you can only imagine how much fun this whole day was...
*Spunky Girl has talked The Cheerful Teaching Assistant into teaching her how to quilt.
*For what it's worth, Spunky Girl can now sew a straighter seam than I can. She learned it in thirty seconds.
*I don't want to talk about it...
*This looks awfully cute:
*He should be tired. He and his brother managed to do a fair bit of "redecorating" while I was teaching the masses today.
*Low pressure systems...why must they create such havoc with the pets and the children?????
*The kids have a half day on Friday, the teachers have workshops and then it is a long weekend.
*I will be home coughing and knitting and ignoring the rest of the world for a few days.
*Mr. Fix-It (the 6th grader who has a knack for both breaking and repairing things) returned from lunch today looking rather exhausted. He flopped into the one "comfy" chair in the room and heaved a mighty sigh.
*Then he said, "It's not easy being me today and I need a minute here."
*I felt badly about laughing (and coughing) but I hardly think it's my fault.
*Sometimes the little metal, spikey things you use to hold punched pages together are called "brads."
*Which is why it was funny when The Boy Who Thinks All The World's A Stage announced that he was going down to the office to get some "Angelinas."
*You either get it or you don't. I died. Literally died with the laughing. (and coughing...)
*I am re-reading some old favorites lately.
*The Hellfire Club by Peter Straub. Forgot how deep and dark and utterly delightful that one was...
*American Gods: A Novel by Neil Gaiman. Beautiful...one of the few perfect books out there.
*I may visit my Favorite School Librarian before the weekend, though. She ordered some new titles over the summer just because she thought I might like them.
*Yeah, yeah...she probably ordered some books for the actual children as well. Don't panic. They are all taken care of.
*I like having the school library right next to my classroom. It's so very handy. And free. And teachers can keep books for a very, very, very long time.
*But I don't because that isn't fair to the children for whom the library exists.
*Except for the books that are ordered just for me. They are special.
*But don't tell the children.
*They can't be trusted. Some of them actually think it is Thursday...
Well, that's it for me. I need to go see about some of nighttime cough medicine. I like that stuff. I still cough, but I chuckle while I'm doing it. I hope that your Wednesday was pleasant and that, wherever you are, the weather is dry. Or, at the very least, everyone is on the same page date-wise.
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