The first day of school.
A student's favorite,
A teacher's least.
Wish me luck!
Whew! I just read through all the unread posts in my bloglines account and that took awhile. Most of you, though, have been a little slow in posting too because everyone is in various stages of Back-to-schoolness.
In our district teachers report back a full week before students do. I think this is longer than some other school systems. Anyway, because I'm exhausted I'm going to summarize the day in wins and losses.
I've been teaching for 3 years. No one has ever told me this. I learned it the hard way. I'll pass it on and hope you learn from my mistake.
A recent AP-AOL poll shows that 63% of Americans say a teacher "made a difference" in their lives.
My anti-burn-out plan of being lazy all day and doing nothing school related seems to be helping a little. Today was a rainy, cool day. It felt a little like Fall, which always helps me to get in the school spirit. I instantly begin thinking about football and new beginnings. Let's hope this trend continues.
The goal for today was to get all the annoying errand type activities done before the school year started. It was jam packed with fun.
Well, first things first. I am an aunt for the third time -- my second nephew was born today. I haven't seen pics yet but I have heard him cry over the phone and he sounds cute! He is healthy and my sister seems to have had a (comparitively) easy delivery. Her contractions started at two minutes apart so things went really fast. I'll fly down Labor Day to meet him in person.
It is 11:34 here and so far I've made it through the day without any major problems. (Unless you count the fact that three of the things on my grocery list were not at the store, including two things that were advertised. But in contrast to recent issues, this was nothing.)
So, last week was pretty pathetic. But today starts a new week. I put on my best face and headed to church. DH was filling in for our pastor who was out-of-town. We went out with friends for a great brunch.
This morning as I was ranting over my bagel about the recent NCAA ban on Native American mascots, the hubby responded "sounds like a blog post."
Tuesday was dh's birthday. His father and brother had been in town and stayed long enough for cake and ice cream before heading back. I made a snickerdoodle cake with mocha icing. It was great. We went out to eat and had a great dinner. Later, we went to the Apple store to get dh a well-deserved powerbook (our first mac). I got an ipod out of the deal (one of the few financial perks of being married to a grad student is the student discount programs). We were riding high as we walked out of the Apple store with our haul.
Can I offer some advice to anyone who ever attempts to engage in polite conversation? If you know a woman (or a man, for that matter) who is in her 20's-30's, happily married, and does not have kids, you can assume one of three things: