Rock On

Just a few things I think are awesome lately: (in no particular order)

1. John Krasinski’s voice on Verizon commercials.

2. Adam’s crazy weird performance on American Idol. (I may be the only person who liked it. . . but obviously there were other people voting for him!)

3. Warm weather! (er, warmer)

4. Shakes made with hot cocoa mix.

5. Sleep. I don’t think I’ve fully adjusted to the time change yet!

6. 30% off my favorite makeup (perscriptivesonline.com) and FREE shipping! (sometimes it pays to read junk emails)

7. This clear plastic glitter ring I won at Boondocks on Friday.

8. Tissues. I’ve needed a lot as my allergies get worse. See #3.

9. Clean kitchens, even if it means I have to run the dishwasher every day!

10. Retro Interior Design books given to me from the school library.

Warmth of the Sun

I'm sitting in my classroom FREEZING because it's always cold in here. And in 20 minutes I can go to lunch (Subway! Yum!) and I'll get to be in my car. I just don't think there is a better feeling than sitting in a solar heated car, with still, hot air all around. Steering wheel almost too hot too touch, gear shifter definitely too hot to touch, but it feels so good after this freezing classroom for 5 hours straight. I can make it, I can make it. . . just 18 more minutes now.

Judy in Disguise

I decided that after having long hair for over two years now (long meaning past my shoulders) it was time for a change. So I made the plunge and got "celested" by my friend Celeste, who obviously cuts hair. We realized that there would probably be enough hair to donate when she cut it and there was just barely. I cut off 9" and Pantene Beautiful Lengths will accept anything over 8". So just a plug for them, you can donate your hair and not have to sacrifice so much!! Celeste did, in my opinion, an amazing job!! And I had so much fun chatting with her. Adam was looking for me in Sunday school and missed me because he was looking for my hair. Our friend Nettie had to point me out to him! Ha ha, its been so much fun!

Dance With Me

Close up. The only picture where I am looking at the camera.

So we were taking these pictures in the hallway and I could see myself in my roommate's bathroom mirror. So looking at the camera was difficult for me.

Oh he loves me!!!

So for Valentine's Adam and I went to the high school dance. Not by choice, this is one of my work responsibilities. But we had a good time with it. We got all dressed up and had a fun time chaperoning and dancing. Of course he took me out to dinner and a movie (Confessions of a Shopaholic, because its my favorite book!) the night before. So we kind of got to celebrate twice. So here we are, so cute and dressed up for the high school dance!

Everybody's Talking

Actually, everybody wasn't talking. They were totally quiet when I walked into the classroom this morning. I took the paper the instructor handed me and sat down by Nicole. She started asking me about registering for the test, which I forgot to do because my apartment was so messy and I had cleaned instead. This got us talking about what she and her husband had done the night before. . . when suddenly the instructor walked over and got upset with us for being off task. Apparently we were supposed to be reading this paper and looking for key points. Ew, rude. Except I do that to my students five times a day, everyday. So there you have it.

If I Fell

Today I fell when getting into the shower and seriously injured my pinky. I don't know if its broken or just jammed, but it HURTS and is very swollen and immobile. Then I sat down to go the bathroom and looked at my knees. On the left knee is a bruise and scrape from when a stack of chairs fell on me last Sunday. On my right knee is the scar from last year when I fell and sliced my right leg with my left stiletto heel. I'm now starting to feel the bruise on my right shin from the same shower incident and the mysterious slice on my index finger in finally almost healed. I'd like to say this is unusual, but is so usual.

Help!

So today I left school a little later than usual. Usually I leave at 3:00. School ends at 2:25 and by 3 the parking lots have cleared and I can just drive out. So when I left at 3:10 I didn't even think about the traffic. I cleared the fresh snow off my car and got in. When I got turned around, facing the exit, I noticed there was a very long line of cars waiting to get out. I guess the falling snow on the already icy pavement was causing this process to take longer than usual. It was about a 15 minute wait, but soon I was almost to the front of the line. There were only two cars in front of me and I started to realize that we weren't moving as fast as the line of cars next to us turning left. I saw the wheels of the truck at the front of the line spinning and spinning and a little blonde girl at the wheel. "Oh no," I thought. "She's stuck." The drive way out of our school parking lot is at an incline, which makes the slippery snow difficult to deal with. I thought to myself that I guess I would just have to wait until all the left turn cars were gone so I could go around her. Suddenly I saw two boys hop out of the car behind me and a girl jump out of the car in front of me and another student appeared out of somewhere I didn't even see. The blonde in the truck, who I now saw was my student Holly, got out of the truck and one of the boys jumped in. The rest of the kids, including Holly, got behind the truck and began to push. Soon the truck began to move and they turned out of the lot and pulled over to the side of the road to switch drivers. The kids gave me a thumbs up as I applauded them from inside my nice warm car. It wasn't five seconds later that I found myself stuck in the same hole as Holly! The kids hadn't gone too far and they kindly rallied again and pushed me out. I waved a thanks and drove off amidst cheers and applause from kids every where. I got a little emotional as I thought about the selflessness of these kids, so willing to get out in the snow in the cold (22 degrees!) and not even dressed for pushing cars out of snow banks (one boy was dressed in a 3-piece suit, a girl dressed in a red wool coat and nice boots) and the kindness and joy on their faces as they did what they thought any good Bingham High student would do: help.