Seven Things...

As I don't know how to properly insert a link to a set of blogs...I'm just not cool like that...I've just copied and pasted the badge...and am taking Michaele Sommerville's (http://kidney-garden.blogspot.com ) request/meme to heart!  Thanks, Michaele!

Here are seven things you may not know about me.

1.  I read Nora Roberts and JD Robb books voraciously...and have been known to hide them behind a layer of more academic texts on my bookcases when the need arises.

2.  I have become hooked on Pinterest, and could spend hours finding exciting projects for which I am never likely to find the time.

3. I love to quilt, and have at least 4 projects on the go at the moment.

4.  I remember my dreams vividly, most of the time.

5.  I am fascinated by anthropology (especially archaeology), and if I ever get the chance to upgrade my anthropology minor, it will be in that field!

6.  I actually do regret the year that I spent in the mission field.  It was a terrible year.  There were wonderful parts to it, but overall it was not a good experience.  Does that make me a bad person?

7. I spend more time planning on a weekly basis for my approximately three hours of teaching each day than I did all of last year when I was teaching full time and not doing any administrative work.

So now, to those of you reading this blog, it's your turn!

Justin Bieber...Rowan Atkinson...The Nylons...Restful Sleep

Three of these things belong together.
Three of these things are kind of the same.
One of these things just doesn't belong here.
Now it's time to play our game...time to play our game!

What do three of these things have in common?  How are three of these things kind of the same?

I woke up this morning remembering vivid dreams of being at an entire Justin Bieber concernt.  Yes, I remember the entire thing.  Don't remember any songs, just teeny-bopper screaming from the adults in the audience.

The concert was at a church.  Yep.

Rowan Atkinson, as Mr. Bean, was the opening act and intermission entertainment.

Justin Bieber got put in the "time out" chairs for being too rowdy during Mr. Bean's performance. 

Yes, that's right.  Time Out chairs, in a church, at a Justin Bieber concert.

The concert ended with the entire audience (again, mostly adults) spontaneously bursting out into a very excellent rendition of "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" by The Nylons.

I also dreamed a long dream involving running away (well, driving away) from people who were out to murder all of the dolls that were in my car.  ??????????

This doesn't bode well for lasting through a long day...at the school from 7:00am-9:00pm...

You can't make this stuff up.

Holidays...

I will freely admit that I love long weekends.  Don't get me wrong, I love my students, I love teaching, and I usually don't mind the interactions with other adults...but I love long weekends!  This is a three day teaching week, as Thursday is Remembrance Day (a school holiday) and Friday is a Non-Instructional Day.  When you live here, that's code for "work your butt off at the beginning of the week so that you can go downisland (one word, in these parts) and shop/visit people/schedule medical appointments/stop at Costco/go to concerts/catch a hockey game/stop at Starbucks without feeling guilty".   Professional Development days (all three) are ok, but Non-Instructional Days (again, three) are gold!  Everyone understands that students, parents and teachers alike need to get to a bigger center!  This weekend I'll be meeting up with my Mom and we'll spend a few days OFF! No lesson planning, no grading, no guilt.  Granted, we'll probably both be guilty of buying school supplies and resource materials.  However, it's our OWN time!  Yaaaaaaaaaay!

First Day of School!

Enter Kindergarten student who turns five next month (end of October), literally bouncing into the room today.
"Teacher! Teacher! Teacher! It's my first day of school!"
"Yes, A, it is! I'm glad you are here!"
"And, TEACHER! Tomorrow will be my SECOND day of school!"
"That's right, what a smart boy!"
"Then, after THAT, is my THIRD day of school!"
(By now I am trying desperately to keep from laughing, which means not making eye contact with any of the adults who are within earshot!)
"You are right, A. The next day will be your third day."
"TEACHER! Then comes my school day four! FOUR! Like ME! I'm FOUR!"

*sigh*
What a great way to start the year!