Irratibility and Pimento Cheese
People are so strange and making me more and more irratible by the day. Something must be wrong with me because I take other people so seriously all the time. Anyway, I have been hungry and vaguely irritated all day.
I was supposed to go to a meeting at church tonight and do my faith sharing, but after I drove an hour to get ther, there was a sign onn the door saying that the meeting was cancelled. I was peeved. The chick who was supposed to be bringing food left me the pimento cheese sandwiches which I suppose should make me happy. She even cut them in leaf shapes to make them all festive.
I am trying to get in the Halloween spooky spirit, but it is elluding me at the moment. Maybe if I put on my orange and black toe socks I'll feel better.

Crum Bum
I know logically that the world is not out to get me, but there are days.

My car broke down on the way to school tody, or at least started steaming, so I had to take it to a garage in Taylor during my lunch break. The guy never called me back, so I had to bum a ride home. The bonus is that she wanted to leave early, so I left before 6 for the first time this week. I am determined to do nothing but veg out tonight.
I got this nasty note from a parent today. It's apparently my fault that her student did not pass my class because I did not call her each time he didn't do his homework. I was like "Gloves off, lady" Only I wasn't thinking "lady." Anyway I explained that I would not take the blame for the kid's inability to turn his assignments in as politely as I could in an email while making obscene hand gestures to the computer screen. Immature, yet satisfying. Then a kid was a butt to me--also ticked because he failed my class because he didn't turn in his work. It's enough to give me fantasies of being King Kong. I would love to stomp whole cities some days.
We are meeting my parents in Waco this weekend to pick up a new car for Eric. At 194,000 miles, the Neon is looking forward to retirement. We might donate to St. Vincent De Paul or something because we can't get any money off of it. Hopefully we will not have a repeat of the garbage at the Tax Assessor's Office. I almost don't want the car because I do not want to deal wih these people again. Ridiculous, but true.
Somedays you just need to go back to bed, which is just what I"m going to do.

I always knew he was a giant jackass.
O'Reilly Hit With Sex Harass Suit - October 13, 2004

Suit
We had our big debate today at school, and all of the kids dressed up. To be fair, I did too. I can see why people wear suits to work because I felt all powerful and amazing. I would do it every day, but I only have one suit, that one being a hand me down. Plus my feet hurt in heels. Still, a kid came up to me and said, "you look like a real person!"
Indeed.

Bells, Bells, Bells
For the second night in a row I have returned to my lair very tired indeed. I haven't gotten home before 10 the past few nights. Last night I had a meeting at church, and tonight I had to go to this dumb parent meeting. We got to sit there listening to the same information we have received about 3 times before. Then he showed the power point I spent hours on, and he didn't even acknowledge that I had worked on it. We also sat through a good but rahter endless bell choir concert. I love those kids, but there is only so much bell choir a woman can take. The only saving grace of the evening was that some coworkers and I went to dinner before hand and got margaritas. It made the evening tolerable.
I was almost back to the house when I realized that if I didn't go to the sotre that Clem and Toby would not eat in the morning. I could handle Toby not eating, in fact there was no wet food for him today, but Clem's comfort is another matter altogether. I did HEB at warp speed, brushing past stocking carts at 30mph wtih an over stuffed cart. Clementine best thank me cause all I want is to be in bed.
It was sad this morning I was driving in to work, and they had closed the freeway. When I passed, starflight was just landing, so I know it couldn't have been good. Later in the day, I heard that someone had died on the scene. Very sad. I was both rather sad by the whole thing, but also feeling very lucky. Compared to those in the 7 car pile up this morning, I have nothing to complain about. In fact, please ignore the first part of this post.

First Time
Yesterday I was vomited on for the first time by a student. I tutor the first graders during me off period, and I was doing jsut that when one of the girls announced that she thought she was going to be sick. I rushed her to the bathroom,b ut one the way she couldn't hold it, and hse puked all over the gym floor, getting a little on my hands and a lot on her books. I had to help her clean herself up, but the whole time I was gagging. It was lovely. I went in to one of the othe teachers who has been teaching for 30 years, and she explained that this will not be the only time. Ah, the wonders of teaching.
We had a bake sale today, and I am on a sugar high. You gotta love brownie goodness.
Tomorrow we are going to this monastary in Blanco for some relaxation. I've never been, so I have no idea what to expect. I know I could stand to relax though. Maybe some silence will erase the sound of first graders puking!

Baby
Little Clementine seems ok after her ordeal. The scar on her tummy makes me cry though!
I am so glad to have her back.
I am one of those people.
Day was pretty happy. Been listening to Stevie Wonder. Motown does wonders for my disposition.

St. Francis
I had a great expereince today that made me very happy to be at St. Mary's. Clemmy is getting her surgery today, and I asked the kids to pray for her and to ask St. Francis' intercession. I was thinking that they were just humoring me, but when I talked to the religion teacher, she told me that they all prayed for Clementine during her class. I thought that was the sweetest thing I'd ever heard. Very cute.
Clemmy won't get to come home until tomorrow, so I remain woefully without a kitten.
I watched the debates tonight and realized even more that I really don't like either party at the moment. The right side pisses me off and the left is too afraid to really disagree. I am unhappy with my choices. Still, at least Edwards held his own. The lesser of two evils and all that jazz.
St. Francis, pray for Clementine.

Snooch
Little baby Clementine is having her operation tomorrow, and I am freaking out. My baby is going under the knife! Think happy catnip thoughts.
I am trying to get through the week in a more positive manner than last week. The wekeend helped. We went up to Dallas and hung out at Canton, the biggest flea market in the world which was awesome. I got lots of these cast iron dragonflys that are now attached to the side of the house. It makes me happy to see them flying back there. It was also great to see the family whom I don't see nearly often enough. I also ate more over the weekend than I do most weeks. Thai food, yum!
I must pet snooch more before tomorrow.

I always suspected