I’m leaving for Florida tomorrow morning…
and I don’t plan on returning for a long long time.
I wish. I’m up to my neck in work and I can’t breathe. All I want is a vacation. Instead I’m going to Florida for two days for a conference where instead of enjoying the nice warm weather, I’ll get to sit inside all day and enjoy endless workshops about edjumakayshon. Don’t get me wrong. I’m all about the stuff. Great stuff. Everyone should get one. But I seriously need a BREAK from it. When your edjumakayshon is all about edjumakayshon, your brain begins to develop a serious desperation for air. At least I’ll get a nice change of scenery… that might help just a bit. Oh, and it’s free… which is also a bonus.
So my point was… oh right. I’ve been frantically researching airline info… It’s been a few years since I’ve been on a plane and I’m definitely not up to date with any of the regulations. One site tells me one thing, another site tells me another thing, and this site doesn’t tell me anything at all. soooo I’m just gonna hope for the best and be prepared to avoid losing my mind if they try and steal all my makeup.
I hate the cold. Mostly because I have to sit in my car for five minutes waiting for it to warm up before I leave. These are the LONGEST five minutes of my day. To just sit there, freezing my butt off, waiting for the stupid car to warm up. I’ve thought about just taking my makeup into the car and doing it while I wait but I had to rule that out due to my stupid eyelashes that are incapable of curling without heat. That’s right. I have to wave my eyelash curler in front of my heater for a few seconds before I use it so I can get the little buggers to curl the tiniest bit. Otherwise, the fall flat…like pointing straight down flat. I’ve tried so many different mascaras and curlers… I find heat is the way to go. Unfortunately, there is none of that within the five minutes waiting for my car.
And… I refuse to wake up any earlier. So it’s always a scramble to get out the door in time. Who knew five minutes could make all the difference?
“Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree
Merry, merry king of the bush is he
Laugh, Kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra!
Gay your life must be”
I observed my kids’ music class this past week and they were singing/analyzing this song. My whole life I thought the song was about a cuckoo bird. nope, turns out it’s about some aussie bird who’s call sounds like a laugh. I felt like I had been in the dark for so many years. I blame my elementary school music teacher. And I just had to youtube it when i got home…and got a huge kick out of it. This ones for you Mrs. Kippur…
so I’ve been mixing up my breakfast these past couple of days to see what will suffice me until lunch. I can’t remember the last time I was forced not to eat for 5 hrs in between meals. Yeahhh I know 5 hrs isn’t much, but when you use up all your energy on the kids, I’m ready to eat in 3 hrs. I’m not even allowed to drink water or have snacks in between cuz I “shouldn’t eat in front of the kids when they’re not allowed to…” ermm I get the respect and all, but I though that was one of the few perks of being a teacher. Being able to eat in front of the kids! and they dont have lunch until 11:40!! The latest I can have breakfast is 6:30. So far…
1 bowl of special k: starving by 9
1 bowl of kashi: starving by 9:45
scrambled eggs: starving.
2 scrambled eggs: starving by 9
scrambled eggs with cheese on bread: too lactose intolerant for cheese in the morning.
scrambled eggs with dried shredded pork on bread: got me through till 11. but takes way too long…
this morning I had sunny side up, and while i was making my sunny side up I was munchin on a bowl of kashi so lets see how this goes. I think I’m good on time too cuz I’m knockin out one while I’m making the other.
Oh! and of course all of these come with a cup of coffee… I have my second cup on my way to the school since I have all the time in the world sitting in traffic -_-;;