WNBP: Embracing The Bullets

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.


*The Monstrumologist


*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.


*Cheap download.


*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...

SA