Calm Down

I remember going to relatives houses (mostly around the holidays) and after cleaning up someone would always offer to start the dishwasher. The hostess and host, not wanting to disturb potential conversation would say, "no, no. The diswasher is much too noisy." I was thinking of this the other night as I started the dishwasher before heading to bed. And as I stood in the kitchen, trying to decide if I should make my lunch for the next day now or wait until I am in a panicked rush the following morning, I listened to the so called "too noisy" dishwasher and felt very calm. Like I could have laid down on the kitchen floor (without the aide of cranberry juice and vodka, or red wine, whatever!) and fallen into a peaceful sleep.

My next big venture in the business world is going to be making a CD of sounds that I think are calming, and sell it. I'd much rather wake up to the occasional clinking of plates than the random mating ritual of some strange rainforest birds!
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I'm Glad I'm Not THAT Lady

Today I decided on what I think would be one of the worst jobs ever...

The lady (or guy) who goes around to various elementary schools to hold assemblies presenting up-coming fundraisers. Yup... I think that's it. One of the worst jobs around. First of all, you have to cater to too large of an age variety. K-6th graders? At the same time? I know master teachers who couldn't pull this one off. The presentation always ends up being too mature for the little kids or way to naive for the the big kids. Asking kids to whisper the magic words, "but one get one free" as a magic chant will only go so far, and 6th graders will only play along for so long before the mocking sets in. ooh, the mocking...


And then there's the talking in the gym. It's loud and it echoes. Every word you say bounces off the walls, and every scream they scream bounces into someone elses mouth and comes out a scream, and so on and so on until the entire place sounds like 35 fourth graders learning to play the recorder for the first time... in the gym.

If you were thinking of pursuing a career in the field of fundraiser presenting, I strongly recommend a serious career-choice evaluation.
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I know you missed me!

So, this whole "having a grown-up job" thing is really interfering with my life as a blogger!!
But no more! I am quiting my job just so that I have time to blog everyday!!!

Not really.

School is good, and so far I haven't had an kids "MEOW" in class, and not other animal sounds have been coming out from these babes' mouths!

But enough about school. Because really, when I'm not there, such as NOW, I try not to think about it, as a means of survival!! Speaking of survival, my life was once again threatened last weekend when I was pulled into the women's bathroom for what I thought was a typical "2 girls need to go into the bathroom together" party. No such luck. At least I didn't get punched in the face this time. Too many witnessess apparently. BUT this time I would have been ready. I think I even had my hands up and everything. But I am confident that I could have taken this girl, and even that her boyfriend would have sided with me!! (which I know it true because shortly after our little encounter, he ever so politely asked her to leave...!) Oh man. The things I get myself into.

As for this weekend, I am definitely recovering from a long-short week at school, and gearing up for another one! I know you all wanted to know what the official continental boundaries for North America are, so here ya go... Panama in the south, the Bearing Straight in the Northwest and the Bearing Straight in the Northeast. Quick! go tell someone and the information is more likely to be retained!!!