FRIDAY! Even when retired Friday's are special! This morning I woke up at 5:27 a.m. by my clock, made my trek to the potty, went back to bed to try to sleep. Finally decided to get up because sleep escaped me. Headed to my sewing/computer room thinking I would be alone for the morning. The I felt something furry brush against my leg...Mollie Cat wanted attention. Anyone who knows Mollie Cat knows she is independent, wants to be left alone, does her own thing. So we don't push it with her. What a sweet surprise! This morning she wanted to talk to me and to be picked up. I just spent about 30 minutes holding, rocking and talking to Mollie Cat. Rare occasion.
Today is the day I will spend 1/2 day with a classroom of kindergartners. I am SCARED. After the experience with the classroom of 5th graders I am terrified of attempting to teach kindergartners! (lol) The school is quite a ways from where we live, so I have to leave about 10:30 to be there before 11:30 to check in, etc. Lord, I hope this day is good.
On Monday I will be teaching at my alma mater high school...supposedly secondary business class. Instructions were very cryptic - "Academic Acceleration and Plato. All of the kids' work is on the computers. They know what to do. Thanks!" So, what the heck is Academic Acceleration and Plato in regards to business??? I guess I'll find out when I get there 'cause I've discovered NOTHING about it trying to google it.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012 - Day in the Life Of
Bennie and Luci Grace woke me up this morning wanting to play. I was very tired because I stayed up until almost 4 a.m. working on a silly project - a table runner made from strips of all the various Christmas fabrics used over the years. I sewed them kinda randomly, making sure I balanced colors - or at least I tried to.
The top was pretty "wobbly" by the time I finished although I followed directions and attached a strip on first one side and then the other all the way until I elected the length was right. I then pressed the thing per instruction. Not surprisingly it was a tad bit longer on one side than the other. But after all was said and done, it came out pretty even by the time I cut it down to 16". So, it is pressed, and I've cut 2" strips and sewn those on as border. That will be the inside border. Tomorrow I will attach a 3" border of poinsettia fabric. If I have time I can then make the sandwich and quilt the thing.
Today was the memorial service for the son of our friends Johnnie and Lela Johnston. Johnnie Jr. was 58 years old and apparently took his own life to end his suffering. He had been in the hospital, was in pain, knew he didn't have much longer to live, and elected to choose to die. Very sad. The music at the service was "I Can Only Imagine," and "Amazing Grace, My Chains Are gone." both very nicely done. The minister made an impression on me with what he said has become a slogan of sorts around his church..."We are good people, who make bad decision, with good intentions." and I think that about sums it up for most of us.
We saw lots of friends at this service -- mostly from our RV chapter of the Good Sam's Club. My father-in-law and his wife were also there but didn't say much to us. Clackers just ca never treat Ken as a man, instead always finding some way to put him down. Yet Ken is constantly craving some positive recognition from this man. Today Clackers needed his walker so he could get from the sanctuary to the fellowship hall. Ken volunteered to go get it but no, Clackers said he wold get it. Ken walked out with him to the car, but then Clackers wouldn't allow Ken to get the walker out, saying to him, "it's too complicated for you." Clackers can never let go of the fact that Ken caused himself some issues when he decided to commit suicide...but that has now been 4 years ago, Ken has been through rehab and recovered completely, been through much psychological counseling, continues to be under care and in a program thru MHMR, and is doing well. But to Clackers Ken has always been and will always be damaged goods. He has never and will never recognize Ken for the man he is. Of course one of the things the counselors have advised Ken is to have as little to do with the man as possible because it is always a put down. Yet Ken can't help it - he is always seeking the positive recognition that he is never going to get from this man.
Ken and I decided to come on home after that instead of going to fellowship hall. We rested a bit and then went out to dinner at the Cotton Patch where we over ate as usual! Then we stopped by Starbucks where we had a delightful time from a couple of ladies (mother/daughter) who were originally from El Paso. We had a very nice time.
I received a package in the mail today - something I ordered. It is a fabric Christmas tree panel. It is pretty big! But it will be beautiful if I ever get 'round to it ... it needs to be bordered, sandwiched and quilted...needs echo quilting all around various tree ornaments and such, but it also needs lots of beading and special threads to make it come "alive." No idea if/when I will ever get around to this project...certainly not THIS Christmas...this will take a year or so to complete.
That's about it...I'm pretty sleepy. Need to go take meds, go to bed, and try once again to get up and go to church. Thus far I haven't make it in a long time.
Have a great rest of Saturday night.
Have a great rest of Saturday night.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Thursday, November 15, 2012
School assignment canceled again today - I wasn't feeling so good, so thankfully that worked out. Didn't get much done this morning other than moaning. Went to fabric stores on Wednesday; got stuff to finish brother Gerald's quilt, but didn't feel up to working on it today. I finally cut the border strips for it tonight - maybe I'll get something done on it tomorrow. Need to get finished with it because I have at least 3 others to do before Christmas, and would like to do one for myself!!! That probably won't happen.
My cousin, Barbara Sue Wright Greene, died this morning. She was diagnosed earlier this year and told she had only about two months to live, there was nothing they could do for her aggressive cancer. Her mother has not yet been told - don't know if she will be told or not. Aunt Ethel Lea is almost 100 years old, is now blind, etc. She is probably too fragile to be told this news.
Got granddaughter Chloe's birthday card/gift cards sent off today. Can't believe she's going to be 12 years old on Sunday. Been a long time since I've seen her; I would love to see her again. She was always a sweetie.
Not sure what we're doing about Christmas for everyone this year. We've about decided we're not going to spend a lot of money, so folks may be getting homemade things again. I saw two really neat tutorials today on how to make quilt-as-you-go placemats and how to make a nice table runner. They are both fairly quick, so maybe I can do some of those. The thing about the Christmas tree is you are supposed to buy the 10" hex ruler, but I figured out how to make a template of it out of paper, so I can just transfer that to some cardboard or else just cut it out via a straight ruler using the paper template. No point in buying the hex because I have no idea if I would use it again or not! One thing I do need to buy, however, is some background fabric in a neutral cream or something. Need to get back to Joann's and Hobby Lobby while things are on sale.
Went to nail shop late this afternoon...had pedi and got nails done. While there I met a teacher from South Hills High School who teaches career training - accounting, etc. She found out I do sub teaching and ask for my phone number - says she's picky about who teaches her classes but she liked me after talking to me so wants to know if I will do her classes for her! Yes, it is possible to ask for a specific sub. Yea! South Hills is not far from me - on McCart.
Tonight I worked more on the additional certification classes. BORING. But need to get all those finished. I've done the required stuff thru FW ISD, but now need to get this additional specific training completed. I may never use it, but who knows. I'm about ready to retire completely and either we make it on the funds that come into this house or we don't. I could make that happen by taking some funds from savings and paying off some bills. But I am terrified of depleting savings so don't want to touch it. I notice Ken's become pretty cautious as well.
That's about it for today...for some reason I am extremely tired. The extreme depression does that to me, and the drugs don't help much with it. I want so badly to get this place cleaned up, decorated, rearranged, stuff hauled out, but I don't seem to be able to work up the energy to do any of it. Doc says it is simple depression, and I know it is. I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to see anybody, don't want to leave my room. Have to make myself do the little bit that I do.
Bye now - 'nuf from me.
My cousin, Barbara Sue Wright Greene, died this morning. She was diagnosed earlier this year and told she had only about two months to live, there was nothing they could do for her aggressive cancer. Her mother has not yet been told - don't know if she will be told or not. Aunt Ethel Lea is almost 100 years old, is now blind, etc. She is probably too fragile to be told this news.
Got granddaughter Chloe's birthday card/gift cards sent off today. Can't believe she's going to be 12 years old on Sunday. Been a long time since I've seen her; I would love to see her again. She was always a sweetie.
Not sure what we're doing about Christmas for everyone this year. We've about decided we're not going to spend a lot of money, so folks may be getting homemade things again. I saw two really neat tutorials today on how to make quilt-as-you-go placemats and how to make a nice table runner. They are both fairly quick, so maybe I can do some of those. The thing about the Christmas tree is you are supposed to buy the 10" hex ruler, but I figured out how to make a template of it out of paper, so I can just transfer that to some cardboard or else just cut it out via a straight ruler using the paper template. No point in buying the hex because I have no idea if I would use it again or not! One thing I do need to buy, however, is some background fabric in a neutral cream or something. Need to get back to Joann's and Hobby Lobby while things are on sale.
Went to nail shop late this afternoon...had pedi and got nails done. While there I met a teacher from South Hills High School who teaches career training - accounting, etc. She found out I do sub teaching and ask for my phone number - says she's picky about who teaches her classes but she liked me after talking to me so wants to know if I will do her classes for her! Yes, it is possible to ask for a specific sub. Yea! South Hills is not far from me - on McCart.
Tonight I worked more on the additional certification classes. BORING. But need to get all those finished. I've done the required stuff thru FW ISD, but now need to get this additional specific training completed. I may never use it, but who knows. I'm about ready to retire completely and either we make it on the funds that come into this house or we don't. I could make that happen by taking some funds from savings and paying off some bills. But I am terrified of depleting savings so don't want to touch it. I notice Ken's become pretty cautious as well.
That's about it for today...for some reason I am extremely tired. The extreme depression does that to me, and the drugs don't help much with it. I want so badly to get this place cleaned up, decorated, rearranged, stuff hauled out, but I don't seem to be able to work up the energy to do any of it. Doc says it is simple depression, and I know it is. I don't want to go anywhere, don't want to see anybody, don't want to leave my room. Have to make myself do the little bit that I do.
Bye now - 'nuf from me.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Woke up not feeling well at all! That was about 5:30 a.m. Had to rush to cancel my teaching assignment job for today. Sorry I didn't make that one - it was for my own high school.I was finally able to eat a biscuit (that's about it) about 10 a.m. The rest of the morning was spent in my chair holding and rocking Luci who wasn't feeling much better than me. I tried putting her down but she would have none of that.
Yesterday I spent a lazy day working on the big patch Christmas quilt for my older brother, Joe. I like it - even though it is very simple. Everything in this quilt came from my stash. I used straight line stitching for quilting, placing a line of stitches 1/4" either side of the seams. The binding is rolled from back to front rather than applied; and the corners are squared, not mitered. This is the method I learned from my family during my growing up years. I like it much better than applied bindings.
This is the back of the quilt; the lines of stitching show up much better.
I like the polyester batting in this quilt...it makes the squares more puffy. I considered quilting a Christmas tree in the center of each square but decided to forget about it and move on to the next one on my list.
Tonight I started a big patch quilt for my other brother, Gerald. Because I'm not feeling so great I haven't gotten far on it. Patches are cut out - about half the same as on Joe's an about half different ones - whatever is in my stash. I've sewn together four rows and have two more to go. Maybe I'll get that done tomorrow.
I would like to use the same fabric for the backing as I used on Joe's, or at least something very similar. It looks very nice and I like the way the stitching shows up. I'm planning to quilt Gerald's with straight line quilting as well, but using the corner to corner method. I will have to figure out how to draw the lines because I am not good at "eye balling" it and keeping a straight line. I had one of those pens that is used for marking and then disappears after washing. Of course I don't recommend washing these dang quilts at all!!! They are liable to fall apart! Not really - it's just that these types of quilts don't really look all that great after washing.
Oh, well, so much for this day. Now to get some sleep. It's 3 a.m. - I guess technically it's tuesday, not Monday.
I like the polyester batting in this quilt...it makes the squares more puffy. I considered quilting a Christmas tree in the center of each square but decided to forget about it and move on to the next one on my list.
Tonight I started a big patch quilt for my other brother, Gerald. Because I'm not feeling so great I haven't gotten far on it. Patches are cut out - about half the same as on Joe's an about half different ones - whatever is in my stash. I've sewn together four rows and have two more to go. Maybe I'll get that done tomorrow.
I would like to use the same fabric for the backing as I used on Joe's, or at least something very similar. It looks very nice and I like the way the stitching shows up. I'm planning to quilt Gerald's with straight line quilting as well, but using the corner to corner method. I will have to figure out how to draw the lines because I am not good at "eye balling" it and keeping a straight line. I had one of those pens that is used for marking and then disappears after washing. Of course I don't recommend washing these dang quilts at all!!! They are liable to fall apart! Not really - it's just that these types of quilts don't really look all that great after washing.
Oh, well, so much for this day. Now to get some sleep. It's 3 a.m. - I guess technically it's tuesday, not Monday.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
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| Presley and the Pink Strip Quilt |
Been awake since 3:30, but I went to sleep about 8:30! I was exhausted after a wonderful afternoon spent with a classroom of little kindergarten children...all adorable. What an adventure - I would do it again tomorrow if asked. Oh, my goodness, can kiddos be any sweeter?
I spent a 1/2 day with them - from 11:30 to 3:00. They completed what they were working on when I first got there then we cleaned up and went for library time. There was a substitute librarian who apparently knows NOTHING about little ones. She was so mean I started to yank my babies out of there. It is a bilingual class - they are learning English. They barely know their first names, and some of them don't quite know their last names. She didn't know how to operate the computer system for checking in their books or checking out new ones and she was not nice to them when they didn't understand what she wanted them to do! Another little child (and I do mean young one) came in the library (sent by a teacher) and she was mean to that baby, too. His teacher came in after a bit looking for him and we exchanged a word or two. I decided my babies had had enough of that mess and took them back to the classroom where they put away their new library books and then we headed outside! They had a blast on the playground equipment. Of course there were the usual childish battles and fights, and I guess little girls come into this world wanting to be controllers.
We played outside about 45 minutes! Then they ASKED if we could go back inside so they could "SLEEP" for a little bit. We turned off the lights and they rested. I told them a story while they rested. Then it was math time (learning numbers). They are a hoot. They have "math" centers, and there are 6 of them with 3 students to a math center. One of the math centers is at the teacher's kidney table where a game of "BINGO" is played. After two games they get a sticker, the bell is rung, and all the students change centers. Sweet, sweet, sweet. They all know what to do.
Although I am not bilingual, I understand enough Spanish (I've been doing some online traiing classes) that I can work with them. When we were working on letters they pronounce them just a little bit differently, so I had to listen closely -- h is hchie, for instance.
I'm glad I accepted this assignment. After the class of 5th graders I had on Wednesday I was resolved to never go back!
I have another assignment on Monday - an all-day class at my own high school! It is supposed to be a secondary business class but apparently it is a computer type lab for students who are working on accelerated course work as well as for students who are either making up credits (recovering) or attempting to catch up credits so they graduate on time. Should be interesting!
That's it for now...I'm about ready to go back to bed for a nap! It's 6 a.m.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012, Post 2
I survived a classroom of 5th graders! But just barely!!! Thank goodness I signed for up for 1/2 day only!!!
Everyone who knows me knows I have difficulty with stairs because of this crazy half amputated/rebuilt foot. I was assigned to a school unfamiliar to me, so I called early in the day to learn where to park and where the office is located. First of all, I had to park at the back of the building - not bad at all, except it took me a bit to find a gate to the school yard that was unlocked. But no problem once I did. Some students and teachers were out on the playground and a teacher very kindly pointed me to the direction of the office...up the playground steps, across the yard and into the building. I made it, no problem. Checked in with the secretary, got a blank time card. I was kindly pointed to my classroom - up a flight of stairs, down the hallway, make a right, keep on going to such and such room. Made it! Checked in with the teacher, got my sub folder, went back to the teacher's lounge to go over it. She did an excellent job of explaining time for things and instructions regarding what students were to do.
At the appointed time I entered the classroom, exchanged a bit of discussion with the teacher, and then I was left alone. And as well behaved as they were when she was there, I thought this would be no problem. MAN! Was I ever wrong! They became hellions! They would not stay in their seats, would not listen, would not do their work, and found every excuse in the world not to do what was requested. This classroom has restrooms in it, so no going down the hallway to the pot. It also has a sink/water so no going down the hallway for water. They continually wanted to be up to the bathroom, a drink, and to sharpen their dang pencils. I quickly realized this was a game; a game to frustrate the substitute teacher. Several students were totally disruptive.
My time began at 11:30; by 12:05 when we were supposed to go to recess, the class had fallen apart. We went to the playground where they had to serve a 2 minute "loss of recess time" because their homeroom teacher had already taken away that privilege. They had 18 minutes to play...ridiculous. Then I held up my hand and they were all very good and came to me so they could go to the cafeteria. But they would not get in line, would not stay in line, would not listen, and would not stay with me. Thankfully I dropped them at the cafeteria and then went to the teacher's lounge so I could try to regain my composure. I had to be back at the cafeteria to pick them up at 12:50. Rather than route them through the school back to the classroom I inquired if I could take them out the back way, through the playground and up the back stairwell -- that would work out a little bit of their energy plus get them outdoors. They COMPLAINED the entire way back to class because they had to go outside ("this is not the way we go; we could have gone the shorter way thru the school...") By the time we got back to the school entrance I was pooped - had done the walking, gone up two flights of outdoor stairs, and still had to transverse the hallway plus the stairs to the second floor. I thought I would die by the time I got to my classroom!
And then it was time to change classes. I thought surely the next class would be different. Well it certainly was! It was WORSE!!! OMG, these kids were totally wild. They were to write in their composition books, but once again we had the need to sharpen pencils, visit the bathroom, get a drink, etc., etc., and on and on and on. We had approximately 20 minutes to work in their composition books before a counselor came to talk to the class - and they were all so prim and proper with Ms. Thomas! Sat in their seats, mostly paid attention, and were little angels. She left 30 minutes later and they turned into hellions. Would not sit down, would not listen, would not do what I asked. It was time for science - they had approximately 25 minutes to do science. The instructions were to turn to a certain page and answer the questions -- didn't have to write the questions, only the answers. It was over material they had studied previously. They claimed they didn't know how, went thru the pencil sharpening excuses again, wasted time going to the shelves to get books, journals, etc. I finally went thru the questions with them, receiving input from one rather smart boy who knew to read his book for the answers. But even then they claimed not to know what was being asked of them to do. It was a pure substitute teacher game.
After science they were to do a "social studies" exercise. It had to do with the internet! Not at all anything to do with social studies! Anyway, thank God, by then it was time to get ready to go home. Thankfully at 2:55 I could let the kids go who ride the bus. I had to wait until 3 to take the two students who remained back down the stairs to the front of the school for pick up. Before we made it to the door they were met by mothers. So I sat down on a bench by the front door to recompose. The principal walked by and said, "you're supposed to walk them outside." I said, "I did. I only had two who don't ride the bus." "Oh." I went out front anyway, with the other teachers, watched the kids to make sure no one was grabbing them, and then walked back thru the schools, down a set of stairs, to the back, down another flight of stairs, and to the parking lot to my car.
I vowed to never return to that classroom.
My dismay -- not a single time during my entire half day with them was there any real classroom time. It is no wonder we are graduating students who cannot read, write, or think. There's no way they can if this an example of a class day.
So let's see - how much exercise did I get today? I climbed the first set of stairs from the parking lot to the office; climbed the stairs from the first to the second floor to the classroom; went down the back long stairwell to the lower floor at recess; down the steps to the outdoor patio; down the stairwell to the playground; delivered students to the cafeteria and then climbed the stairs back to the main floor; from there climbed the stairs to the second floor to the teacher's lounge; went back down those stairs at 12:45 and walked back to the cafeteria stairwell and walked down it; got the kids lined up and we went back outside and climbed back up the playground stairwell then up the steps to get inside the building; walked down the hallway and then climbed up the back long stairwell to the second floor to the classroom again. When we left for the day, we walked back down the stairwell to the first floor where I delivered the two students outside and then waited and watched until all were picked up.
Then, I went back inside the building, went down the back stairs to the patio, walked across to the stairs leading down to the lower playground again, then down the sidewalk to the parking lot to get into my car. I am about dead!!! If I were to do that every day I would be in excellent shape! But right now my legs and hips are screaming.
Everyone who knows me knows I have difficulty with stairs because of this crazy half amputated/rebuilt foot. I was assigned to a school unfamiliar to me, so I called early in the day to learn where to park and where the office is located. First of all, I had to park at the back of the building - not bad at all, except it took me a bit to find a gate to the school yard that was unlocked. But no problem once I did. Some students and teachers were out on the playground and a teacher very kindly pointed me to the direction of the office...up the playground steps, across the yard and into the building. I made it, no problem. Checked in with the secretary, got a blank time card. I was kindly pointed to my classroom - up a flight of stairs, down the hallway, make a right, keep on going to such and such room. Made it! Checked in with the teacher, got my sub folder, went back to the teacher's lounge to go over it. She did an excellent job of explaining time for things and instructions regarding what students were to do.
At the appointed time I entered the classroom, exchanged a bit of discussion with the teacher, and then I was left alone. And as well behaved as they were when she was there, I thought this would be no problem. MAN! Was I ever wrong! They became hellions! They would not stay in their seats, would not listen, would not do their work, and found every excuse in the world not to do what was requested. This classroom has restrooms in it, so no going down the hallway to the pot. It also has a sink/water so no going down the hallway for water. They continually wanted to be up to the bathroom, a drink, and to sharpen their dang pencils. I quickly realized this was a game; a game to frustrate the substitute teacher. Several students were totally disruptive.
My time began at 11:30; by 12:05 when we were supposed to go to recess, the class had fallen apart. We went to the playground where they had to serve a 2 minute "loss of recess time" because their homeroom teacher had already taken away that privilege. They had 18 minutes to play...ridiculous. Then I held up my hand and they were all very good and came to me so they could go to the cafeteria. But they would not get in line, would not stay in line, would not listen, and would not stay with me. Thankfully I dropped them at the cafeteria and then went to the teacher's lounge so I could try to regain my composure. I had to be back at the cafeteria to pick them up at 12:50. Rather than route them through the school back to the classroom I inquired if I could take them out the back way, through the playground and up the back stairwell -- that would work out a little bit of their energy plus get them outdoors. They COMPLAINED the entire way back to class because they had to go outside ("this is not the way we go; we could have gone the shorter way thru the school...") By the time we got back to the school entrance I was pooped - had done the walking, gone up two flights of outdoor stairs, and still had to transverse the hallway plus the stairs to the second floor. I thought I would die by the time I got to my classroom!
And then it was time to change classes. I thought surely the next class would be different. Well it certainly was! It was WORSE!!! OMG, these kids were totally wild. They were to write in their composition books, but once again we had the need to sharpen pencils, visit the bathroom, get a drink, etc., etc., and on and on and on. We had approximately 20 minutes to work in their composition books before a counselor came to talk to the class - and they were all so prim and proper with Ms. Thomas! Sat in their seats, mostly paid attention, and were little angels. She left 30 minutes later and they turned into hellions. Would not sit down, would not listen, would not do what I asked. It was time for science - they had approximately 25 minutes to do science. The instructions were to turn to a certain page and answer the questions -- didn't have to write the questions, only the answers. It was over material they had studied previously. They claimed they didn't know how, went thru the pencil sharpening excuses again, wasted time going to the shelves to get books, journals, etc. I finally went thru the questions with them, receiving input from one rather smart boy who knew to read his book for the answers. But even then they claimed not to know what was being asked of them to do. It was a pure substitute teacher game.
After science they were to do a "social studies" exercise. It had to do with the internet! Not at all anything to do with social studies! Anyway, thank God, by then it was time to get ready to go home. Thankfully at 2:55 I could let the kids go who ride the bus. I had to wait until 3 to take the two students who remained back down the stairs to the front of the school for pick up. Before we made it to the door they were met by mothers. So I sat down on a bench by the front door to recompose. The principal walked by and said, "you're supposed to walk them outside." I said, "I did. I only had two who don't ride the bus." "Oh." I went out front anyway, with the other teachers, watched the kids to make sure no one was grabbing them, and then walked back thru the schools, down a set of stairs, to the back, down another flight of stairs, and to the parking lot to my car.
I vowed to never return to that classroom.
My dismay -- not a single time during my entire half day with them was there any real classroom time. It is no wonder we are graduating students who cannot read, write, or think. There's no way they can if this an example of a class day.
So let's see - how much exercise did I get today? I climbed the first set of stairs from the parking lot to the office; climbed the stairs from the first to the second floor to the classroom; went down the back long stairwell to the lower floor at recess; down the steps to the outdoor patio; down the stairwell to the playground; delivered students to the cafeteria and then climbed the stairs back to the main floor; from there climbed the stairs to the second floor to the teacher's lounge; went back down those stairs at 12:45 and walked back to the cafeteria stairwell and walked down it; got the kids lined up and we went back outside and climbed back up the playground stairwell then up the steps to get inside the building; walked down the hallway and then climbed up the back long stairwell to the second floor to the classroom again. When we left for the day, we walked back down the stairwell to the first floor where I delivered the two students outside and then waited and watched until all were picked up.
Then, I went back inside the building, went down the back stairs to the patio, walked across to the stairs leading down to the lower playground again, then down the sidewalk to the parking lot to get into my car. I am about dead!!! If I were to do that every day I would be in excellent shape! But right now my legs and hips are screaming.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Let me say first that I am totally heartbroken over the election. Actually in a state of shock and disbelief. I do not understand how Americans can be celebrating the election of someone so bent on destroying this country. This man did so many horrible things in his 4 years of office to the detriment of this country, and the damage he will do in the next 4 years is unthinkable. I will cry and pray my way thru the next 4 years as I watch America being destroyed. Obama is not American - he is a foreigner hell bent on taking America down. I am so scared for my children and grandchildren and great grandchildren after this election.
It is time to get the guns ready, ammo purchased and ready, and to work on getting a full food pantry. God bless us all as we watch the destruction.
That being said, today I am going to be teaching 4th and 5th graders. I'm subbing at an elementary school from 11:30 to 3:10. I hope I survive...I usually teach older folks! but I didn't want to work all day so accepted this assignment. I hope they are nice to me!!!
Oh, and since I have to be there at 11:30, guess who came and woke me up at 6:30 a.m. because, "don't you have to be somewhere today?" I wish I had had a brick in my hand at the time - I would have knocked the crap out of the village idiot. I could not believe he did that - again! I told him in no uncertain terms that I was teaching a half day, didn't have to be there until 11:30, yet he decided to wake me up. I have warned him about tomorrow - that I will KILL him if he wakes me up tomorrow - I have not accepted a sub assignment for Wednesday. My next sub assignment is for Friday - again for 1/2 day - for kindergarten! If he wakes me up at 6:30 a.m. on Friday, he may be fed to the fish.
The nut case has an interview this morning. Someone from Catholic Charities has contacted him. I have no idea why he continues to job hunt in the accounting field - no one is going to hire him. He's old and nobody wants to hire an old person. He needs to be looking for a part-time job doing something less involved. I really don't care what it is he does - I just want him out of this house because he needs to do something other than sit here playing on the computer and watching television -- which he has done for 4 years!!! Now that the campaign is over and his friend lost the election for U.S. Representative for District 33 (Republican), he needs to find something worthwhile to do - I don't want to put up with him every day.
That's about it, I guess.
It is time to get the guns ready, ammo purchased and ready, and to work on getting a full food pantry. God bless us all as we watch the destruction.
That being said, today I am going to be teaching 4th and 5th graders. I'm subbing at an elementary school from 11:30 to 3:10. I hope I survive...I usually teach older folks! but I didn't want to work all day so accepted this assignment. I hope they are nice to me!!!
Oh, and since I have to be there at 11:30, guess who came and woke me up at 6:30 a.m. because, "don't you have to be somewhere today?" I wish I had had a brick in my hand at the time - I would have knocked the crap out of the village idiot. I could not believe he did that - again! I told him in no uncertain terms that I was teaching a half day, didn't have to be there until 11:30, yet he decided to wake me up. I have warned him about tomorrow - that I will KILL him if he wakes me up tomorrow - I have not accepted a sub assignment for Wednesday. My next sub assignment is for Friday - again for 1/2 day - for kindergarten! If he wakes me up at 6:30 a.m. on Friday, he may be fed to the fish.
The nut case has an interview this morning. Someone from Catholic Charities has contacted him. I have no idea why he continues to job hunt in the accounting field - no one is going to hire him. He's old and nobody wants to hire an old person. He needs to be looking for a part-time job doing something less involved. I really don't care what it is he does - I just want him out of this house because he needs to do something other than sit here playing on the computer and watching television -- which he has done for 4 years!!! Now that the campaign is over and his friend lost the election for U.S. Representative for District 33 (Republican), he needs to find something worthwhile to do - I don't want to put up with him every day.
That's about it, I guess.
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