Yesterday I farted around with a post for well over an hour. Such is the luxury of a public education substitute teacher but really? It was a bit much, even for me. I knew what I wanted to say and wrote it out several different ways but couldn't make anything stick. It was annoying.
Today I came in and thought "Well! I'm just going to publish what I wrote yesterday and be done with it!" But I just reread it and I still can't make it stick. It's lots of pretty words talking about choices and being still and not getting bogged down in the little things and maybe it would have changed someone's world. But maybe not.
I guess we'll never know.
So here I am up to my eyeballs in Baked Garlic Parmesan Chicken and Curried Chicken Casserole and I need a break. Typing recipes that have already been typed once before is the stuff of looney bin making but I'm doing my best. I'm my very own little engine that could...I think I can, I think I can.
I am on day 3 of full! time! work! and I have to say I am longing for my babes. I think I saw them a total of 47 minutes yesterday and it stinks. Stinks like goat cheese at a picnic. I'm thankful for the opportunity to make some extra money and help provide for our family but the waking the kids up part? The rushing them around to get out the door part? The part where I don't get to feed them breakfast or snuggle their sleepy selves part? That part stinks. Like goat cheese and rotten egg salad at a picnic.
I brought my iHome in today at an attempt to be a cool teacher. When you're married to a school fav, the kids expect big! things! and I have no idea how to deliver. Yesterday the kids asked me to turn on Pandora which I happily did but the speakers weren't working and their disappointment was palpable. So this is my attempt for today. To let them rock out while they answer the Environmental Science Free-Response Question from the 2004 AP exam. Tomorrow I may bring cookies.
The older babes have their school conferences this afternoon and I have to admit, it's one of my most favorite things. To hear another adult sing the praises of your children is right up there with hot air balloons and believing in Santa. It. is. the. best. And I find each year that I'm less and less worried about their academics...to me it's all about how they are in class, how they interact with others, whether or not they are leaders in their classrooms. Kindness will change the world if we give it the chance. That's what I want my kids to be learning. And I think they are.
This post? I don't know if anything stuck or not but I'm sending it out and returning to my job as typemaster. Recipes to type, babes to miss, high schoolers to bribe, children to praise.
Such is my life on a Thursday.
Today I came in and thought "Well! I'm just going to publish what I wrote yesterday and be done with it!" But I just reread it and I still can't make it stick. It's lots of pretty words talking about choices and being still and not getting bogged down in the little things and maybe it would have changed someone's world. But maybe not.
I guess we'll never know.
So here I am up to my eyeballs in Baked Garlic Parmesan Chicken and Curried Chicken Casserole and I need a break. Typing recipes that have already been typed once before is the stuff of looney bin making but I'm doing my best. I'm my very own little engine that could...I think I can, I think I can.
I am on day 3 of full! time! work! and I have to say I am longing for my babes. I think I saw them a total of 47 minutes yesterday and it stinks. Stinks like goat cheese at a picnic. I'm thankful for the opportunity to make some extra money and help provide for our family but the waking the kids up part? The rushing them around to get out the door part? The part where I don't get to feed them breakfast or snuggle their sleepy selves part? That part stinks. Like goat cheese and rotten egg salad at a picnic.
I brought my iHome in today at an attempt to be a cool teacher. When you're married to a school fav, the kids expect big! things! and I have no idea how to deliver. Yesterday the kids asked me to turn on Pandora which I happily did but the speakers weren't working and their disappointment was palpable. So this is my attempt for today. To let them rock out while they answer the Environmental Science Free-Response Question from the 2004 AP exam. Tomorrow I may bring cookies.
The older babes have their school conferences this afternoon and I have to admit, it's one of my most favorite things. To hear another adult sing the praises of your children is right up there with hot air balloons and believing in Santa. It. is. the. best. And I find each year that I'm less and less worried about their academics...to me it's all about how they are in class, how they interact with others, whether or not they are leaders in their classrooms. Kindness will change the world if we give it the chance. That's what I want my kids to be learning. And I think they are.
This post? I don't know if anything stuck or not but I'm sending it out and returning to my job as typemaster. Recipes to type, babes to miss, high schoolers to bribe, children to praise.
Such is my life on a Thursday.
7 comments:
Every time I read a post from you I realize how much I miss you! You are a treat to the soul, thanks for being you. I wish I could sit down and chat the afternoon away with you... Hopefully someday soon.
Kelly's wording is perfect. You are an absolute treat to the soul!
And by the way, it stuck.
I'm enjoying your playlist. I kept it on while puttering around my kitchen. I'm a little out of it...didn't know you were substitute teaching. I'm sure you are a favorite, just like your hubby. I agree with you about kids learning to be kind. At school conferences, when the teacher shows me their academic progress, I find myself saying, "That's great, but how are they in class, interacting with others, being respectful, etc."
Cookies sound like a good plan...
I too love the parent/teacher conference. A treat indeed. At least for now. Alexandra is still sweet and young. Let's hope it carries on as the years progress....
(loved this post)
I am sure the kids will LOVE the cookies but I am just as sure you are already a favorite! I didn't get a chance to comment on some of the other posts, but you are right, it stinks to have trials but they do make us stronger. I think I would freak if my computer bit the dust and you are showing grace and determination in taking care of it.
I just can't wait for you to be done so we can play again...we have been to busy lately. Have a good day at school!
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