Well, here we are. I've somehow managed to forget to post until Wednesday in spite of multiple promises to write a proper blog missive. I think I'm just going to accept that, for now anyway, I'm the Wednesday Night Bullet Post Gal and cut myself some slack. I've got a lot going on over here, after all.
Bullet Points seem to be about all I can muster with any degree of mastery these days...
*I am going to learn to nurture my inner bullet points.
*They will, in turn, serve me well.
*This is turning out to be The Year Where Teaching Leads To Tears.
*Not mine. I'm tough. I can catch bullet points in my teeth, by God!!
*Have to be tough since I am the leader in my classroom and someone has to be there to mop up the puddles of sadness.
*I am getting to be quite the dab hand and passing round the tissues.
*Came home today and made a phone call:
"Hello? Department of Very Naughty Kitties? Good. I'd like to report a missing package of hot dog rolls and schedule an immediate in-home intervention. When can you send a representative?"
*The DOVNK is crazy busy right now. It'll be well into the new year before I see anyone.
*I'm thinking I should just call Santa and request coal-filled stockings for certain resident felines.
*Meanwhile, it's probably faster to buy new hot dog rolls and learn now to not leave them out on the counter.
*Got me some carb lovin' kitties...
*That part is true, but I lied about calling the kitty people. They aren't real.
*What I actually found upon arriving home was a message from Mr. Assistant Principal.
*When faced with a sobbing colleague and no idea how to solve her crisis, I kind of panicked and called MAP to beg for inspiration.
*He wasn't there. I left a message.
*I may or may not have sounded a little desperate at that point.
*MAP has never called me at home. MAP probably also doesn't realize that I live about five million miles from school and that I'm always "in transit."
*Kind of wishing I'd not called MAP. Might have let myself get a little overwhelmed by the sobbing and whatnot.
*I don't do well with weepy women-folk...
*Why I thought MAP would be any better, I don't know but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
*Best classroom line of the day:
The Anti-Bieber: Wow. It's really hot in this classroom.
The Siren (who leads all pre-teen boys to their ultimate doom): Yup. It's crazy hot. That's because me 'n Ms. Sheep are in here!
*Funny on many levels.
*Probably inappropriate on more, but I still laughed.
*There aren't too many giggle-worthy moments this year, I'm afraid.
*Two cats howling for food at my feet.
*Note: cats who nosh on hot dog rolls all day do not get their usual afternoon snack.
*No guilt. None whatsoever.
*Reading is a good thing.
*I've been merrily working my way through a new-to-me series of late.
*And The Curse of the Wendigo (Monstrumologist)
*Then The Isle of Blood (Monstrumologist)
*These are considered YA by most, but very good adult reading.
*Fair warning: They are rather "literary" in tone and there's a bit of the saucy language at points.
*Nothing really bad, but adult-types might want to consider it before handing the books off to middle grade kidlets.
*I also sometimes felt that the books were running just the teeniest bit long for the story at points.
*Still didn't stop me from plowing through all three books at a speedy pace.
*Who doesn't love a good monster story? Or seeing great figures in history romping around amidst all the gory ickiness?
*I needed a time-filler once those were done.
*Trying Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble: The Jolie Wilkins Series, Book 1 next.
*Perhaps not as high-toned as what I've been reading, but sounds like great fun!
*Which I kind of need right now.
*Supposed to be out of school for a doctor's appointment on Friday and all the weeping is making that look like a pipe dream.
*Kind of think I should be in school to leap into action should tears be shed.
*Which does not make my doctor very happy. Or the weeping colleagues who don't want to feel guilty when I stay in school. And Mr. Assistant Principal who now thinks I'm in dire distress and in need of reassuring phone calls at my home.
*Tomorrow promises to be a very busy day what with restoring my tough girl reputation and readying the classroom for my possible absence.
*Maybe I should have downloaded the entire series of "fun" books...
It's true. Bullet points are remarkably soothing after a convoluted day of hyped up children and frantic colleagues. There is a nice rhythm to bullet points. I might even be able to make some sense out of tomorrow if I can just keep the zen-thing going.
Or I will spend the day banging my head against the wall while the Assistant Principal tries to think of calming things to say. It will be one of those...
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