good things

What a wildly better day! We started our multiage-ing today, with both the preschool and kindergarten class together. It went way better than I expected. We did all sorts of wonderful alligator, apple, & letter a activities. I played this game where they had 10 seconds to look at a group of things, then close their eyes, and guess what I took off the table when they open their eyes. Some of them were in LOVE with this game. One kid put it the best, "I don't want to leave [this center], I'm GOOD at this game!" Tehehehe.

Also, thanks to everyone's lovely responses to my survey email. I'm glad I branched out beyond the usual suspects. Even the illustrious Kirk played along. Best answer for the crayon question goes to Emy: "penis pink"

Well, I have a crap-ton of things to do/finish/get ready for tomorrow, when I will once again trek down to phoenix, with the added bonus of stopping to pick up Michael in the Camp Verde Burger King parking lot.

Michael says, "If I get there before you, I'll meet you in the bathrooms - naked." (I say, "What!? Why? Eew.") "Well, don't you want to 'get busy in a burger king bathroom'?" - oh Tone Loc, you inspire beauty.

PS. I DON'T want to get busy at the BK Lounge

On an upslope

Today was not much greater than yesterday, but I did drink a Hansen's soda and eat some cookies after work, so I feel pretty great now. Michael went to Prescott this morning, so I get the whole (dirty) place to myself until Thursday. I'm going to try and convince Michael we need to take the old couches to GoodWill before we go back to Phx this weekend. I hope I'm successful - our apartment's a hot mess.

In other news, I read a book to the preschooler's today about a family that brings home animal babies from the zoo instead of their actual baby and, oh man!, did it crack them up. They were like little giggle machines and all you need to do to throw the switch is say "Aaahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa!" a few times. Giggle sluts.

Michael says....Nothing! He's not here! Disney channel and cookie dinner here I come!

A case of the Mondays

*Warning. Poster has had a seriously sucky day. Read at your own risk*

Arrrrggg, I have to say that this is the worst Monday in recent memory. I mean, right from the start, I wake up too late to wash my hair & look hideous in everything I try on. Finally, after giving in to the fact that, today i will look preggo, i have to eat a cold pop-tart for breakfast to get to work on time. Ah, work! Why do I even bother?
Exhibit A: I am always, always late to pick the kindergartens up from recess. Somehow, (I think it's God, who most certainly hates me) our clock has again changed times, now it is slow & I arrive to an unruly group of children and an angry looking playground aid.
Exhibit B: Could Math Jobs go any worse? The jobs that are supposed to be supervised don't need me. The job that isn't supposed to need me has gone to crap. Counting, guys! All they needed to do was count!
Exhibit C: The 4th kindergarten teacher we hired is not coming, so we still have 29 rapscallions until who knows when, meaning we'll probably have to postpone our field trip.
Exhibit D: My house is a frickin' mess!
The verdict: I find myself, Molly Wiedel, to be guilty on all counts of piss-poor teaching and crappy housekeeping. I sentence myself to 4 hours of homework & a cookie.

--Oh, how pleasant. My little courtroom themed post ends with getting a jury summons in the mail.

Those pictures I promised:

I'm sorry it took so long, but all the good pictures were in Emy's camera.
Enjoy!!!

Michael says: "This doesn't look like homework!"

You get the limo out front.....

Oooh-ooh-oooh!

Yes, it's true. I am ...... procrastinating. (In the best possible way, thank you Hannah Montana for having 3 episodes on in a row). Indeed, this is my daily ritual: Work 8-3:30; Homework 3:30-3:45; Disney Channel 3:45-until Michael makes me start homework again. Today, that means around 6:30, when he gets back from hippy golfing.

*****IMPORTANT BULLETIN*****
I WILL BE IN MESA THIS FRIDAY, SATURDAY, & SUNDAY.
CONTACT ME IF YOU LIKE.
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Unfortunately, I have not many interesting things to say. The long weekend consisted of my brother coming to visit (and, sadly, not having very good manners); going to the County Fair (PIG FIGHT!!!! & funnel cakes!); camping in the woods; taking long naps; having a double feature (Beerfest & Hot Fuzz) with Nachos; trying to fix leaky faucets; and - shocker! - more homework. Speaking of that, I better get to it if I want to have any fun later this week.

Michael says: "Hate 'em til they die!!!" (as part of a conversation about women & getting forced into marriage)