I'd rather hoped that I'd have something in the way of a theme for tonight's post by now. Even when penning the Wednesday Night Bullet Post I like to have a at least a tenuous tether between one thought and the next.
Sadly, it is not to be. Last night was another fun-filled round of Let's See How Long I Can Fight It Before The Insomnia Wins and I didn't fare well. Better than most nights when the ol' eyeballs won't remain shut, but still not good.
Long story short...I couldn't string together a coherent bunch of thoughts if my life depended upon it. I guess we'll just have to see where this leads.
*In case you were wondering, my hair is rather fantastic these days.
*I know this because a lot of people have told me so.
*I'm serious. I really nailed the color this time. Even several male teachers with whom I work have commented. And I'm talking about the old and stuffy kind of teachers not the cool hipster types who wear slim cut jeans and wicked snazzy scarves.
*The kind secure enough in their gender to discuss hair color.
*I'd like to take a moment to enjoy this follicular triumph, but I can't.
*I seriously couldn't remember what color I used this time if someone put a gun to my perfectly highlighted tresses. I just know it was on sale.
*Which is pretty much how I make all my color decisions...
*I have a vague memory of the picture on the box. Maybe it will go on the sale rack again.
*Let's hope it wasn't the clearance rack. Discontinued hair color could be a disaster here.
*I bought some wheat grass seeds for The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty.
*I'm at the point where I'll do just about anything to stop this business with him dangling from the drapes whilst nibbling on the hanging pots of flora.
*Now I have to clean up little bits of grass and dirt from the floor and try to locate the little plastic planter that holds the grass.
*Because the AGK likes to drag it hither and yon as he yanks out the blades in clumps.
*Still preferable to a cat hanging from the drapes...
*Greatest words spoken unto me this week courtesy of The New And Amazingly Efficient Teaching Assistant.
"You know, I learn something new and weird about you every, single day."
*I think that was when I was telling her about how I can't remember to eat or go to bed without television to prompt me.
*Three days without cable sort of left me all turned around...
*On the other hand, I got a stupid amount of stuff done around here without TV to distract me.
*The cable company and I reached an agreement on Friday morning, thus ending our standoff.
*It went something like this:
*I agreed to pay them all the money they wanted plus a five dollar fee to push the "restore" button.
*They, in turn, consented to make the big glass rectangle glow again.
*I think it all worked out. Don't you?
*It was the weekend. They had me right where they wanted me. I am never going to be the leader of any great social movement.
*But for those three days without cable to guide my waking and sleeping life, I was like Norma Rae over here!
*I have developed a sudden and overwhelming urge to make cranberry chutney.
*I have never made cranberry chutney in my life.
*I have never eaten cranberry chutney.
*I'm not saying it's a rational urge.
*We had a staff meeting after school today. I was tired from all the not sleeping and then teaching of the children.
*A major point of discussion was the rescheduling of various duties.
*Mostly lunch duty and recess duty.
*If you say, "duty" enough times, it sounds like, "doody."
*And if you are very, very tired, it starts sounding like doody a lot sooner.
*We discussed what would happen if you haven't had a doody for the past three months.
*Or if you've had ongoing doodies for the past three months.
*We are, apparently, not allowed to trade doodies.
*Overall, we are being urged to be much more conscientious about our doodies.
*Did I mention I was tired? It is not my fault that these things are funny enough to double me over mid-meeting even if no one else understands quite why.
*As I type this, I am coming to realize that the word, "duty" isn't really all that funny and that I might lack the maturity necessary to educate young people.
*I finally got around to reading Devil Said Bang: A Sandman Slim Novel.
*Fair Warning: The ol' Sandman isn't exactly a good guy. In fact, reading the series is really pretty dependent upon your ability to see concepts like "good" and "evil with a little flexibility.
*If you can do that, he's a pretty darned likable fellow.
*I burned through it fairly quickly. I'd missed my favorite anti-hero of the underworld.
*Then I figured I'd better take a walk on the more angelic side so I downloaded a copy of Where Angels Fear to Tread: A Remy Chandler Novel.
*Remy is a good guy. Mostly. Not so much when he goes full-on warrior angel but you kind of have to forgive him that.
*If you will recall, Heaven got a little dicey for a while there what with all the Lucifer-instigated rebellion going on.
*Angels had to hang up their harps for a bit during the whole hullabaloo so you will have to forgive a certain amount of post traumatic stress disorder.
*I like these books. But I can't help but think they should have been written in the first person rather than the third.
*Or maybe I've just read too many first person perspective novels lately...
*Still just seems kind of "off" for this book.
*Not enough to make it worth putting it down, though!
*And in Audiobooks For Commuters News?
*We're killing the morning drive time with Bone Crossed (Mercy Thompson, Book 4).
*Just good fun and the miles whiz by like inches!
*It even keeps me awake which is good after a night of insomnia...
OK. That does it for tonight. I need to go dry my hair before bed lest it be less than magnificent come the morn. I don't know how much longer I can ride out this good color thing and I'd hate to waste a minute of it.
Hey! I made a connection there! Beginning and ending with my hair. That's awesome! Maybe I'm not so loopy with the tiredness as I thought!
Or maybe I'm just so tired that even the nonsensical seems somehow highly logical...
I would like a typo better
6 days ago