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Wednesday Morning
Apr. 20th, 2005 04:34 am
Picture from Wolf's Rain, which was a great anime--right up until the end--which SUCKED. What the HELL were they thinking with that ending? I literally bawled when they killed off Toboe. He was just a kid!!! And so sweet. *sniff*
He was a sweet little boy.
Well, I went to bed and slept almost immediately and didn't even get up in the night to pee! So I must have been exhausted because usually I have to get up at least once in the night to trek into the bathroom! So, my body cannot possibly be in bed longer than six hours, so I was wide awake at 4:15. And of course I had to pee like a racehorse! And then, going back to sleep was impossible, so I petted the cat and grabbed my lap top.
I don't think I even dreamed last night--I was so tired.
Today, being Wednesday, we have kids only til noon. Then we have faculty meetings all afternoon. It's really a good thing to have faculty meetings every Wednesday with the kids gone. We go over every single kid in the school and discuss how they are doing academically and personally. Then we try to figure out ways to help them do better. Or we compliment them on what they are doing well. Then their home room teachers tell them the comments they received from others the next day.
The kids love to hear compliments! (Who doesn't?)
I love my homeroom. Sometimes they drive me crazy--like when they don't come to school and do not call in. Or when they disappear for a week or two (grr) and I know they are doing BAD THINGS. But mostly, I just love them. I have a really really sweet bunch of kids in my homeroom.
On Friday, we are planning to go to Perkins for breakfast. I am pretty sure we are having a "Fun Friday," so it will work out perfectly. It costs me $80 every time I take them out to breakfast--but I only do it once a quarter...and I'd probably squander that money foolishly some other way...I've tried having them bring their own money--but there are always a couple who do not ever bring money...and I can't exclude them.
Sometimes that irks me a little--they say they haven't got any money--yet they always seem to have a pack of cigarettes, which I KNOW are not free.
heheheeheh
OH, well. Priorities, I guess.
I enjoy taking them out. It's a warm, fuzzy feeling to sit at the same table with all my babies and have breakfast. It's a special bonding time.
My goals for today:
- Correct the rest of the papers.
- Get groceries before I starve (heh. Little danger of that. I can live on my body fat reserves for at least a decade. hehehehe)
- Get cat food--she'll run out by the end of the week if I don't get some soon!
- Call the bank and see if my tax refund got electronically deposited.
- Make an appointment with the dentist. (It's time to have my teeth cleaned again)
- Finish laundry.
- GET THE DAMN MAIL.
I hope our meeting doesn't go too late! I'd like to get home at a decent hour.
If it would ever stop raining, I would like to get at my flower beds too. They look HORRIBLE, and the tulips are about to bloom. It would be so much nicer if the dead crap from last year was out of there. My English daisies are up (leaves only) and the yellow button flowers look like they've spread everywhere. I have to dig up some of those for my mom. Her patch has died out.
It always makes me smile to see my red tulips. My friend DeAnn and I salvaged them from an old abandoned farm site. They were growing alongside an old ramshackle barn that was falling in. One day, we just pulled in and liberated them. Now that old barn has collapsed and they would have been buried under the rubble. We saved their lives!
The yellow ones I salvaged from my grandmother's flower bed after she passed away. I remember how pissed Mom was when I dug some up--I have no idea why. She just gets pissy sometimes. It wasn't like the house had been sold to someone else. It was just sitting there getting run down. I took some of her black-eyed susans and irises too. I did dream last night! I just remembered. I dreamed of my Grandma Neitzell. I don't remember exactly what I dreamed about her--but I know she was in it! Probably because I looked at her tulips about to bloom last night.
She'd be freaking out if she saw how horrible my flower beds looked. Heheheheeh. She was Mrs. Neat Freak. She'd always howl about the dust on the top of my refrigerator. I'd always say, "Grandma, I can't SEE it. If I can't SEE it, it doesn't exist." Hehehehehe I'm only 5'3"--my grandma was 5'10". She saw a lot more than me.
