Adventures in Acappella

Today began with an acappella concert. I was psyched. It was going to be like REAL LIFE GLEE! I expected something a la this:



Well...they wore jeans...and matching shirts. I so badly want to tell you the name of the all-male group because it was amazing. But alas, that would be the opposite of confidential.

The first song was Mambo Number 5. Now I haven't heard this song in a long while but as they started singing, I realized how inappropriate the lyrics were for an elementary school performance. There were lots of wide eyed teachers. Take a look:

One, two, three, four, five, everybody in the car so come on let's ride...

To the liquor store around the corner. 

The boys say they want some gin and juice but I really don't wanna. 

Beerbust like I had last week. 

I must stay deep 'cause talk is cheap. 

I like Angela, Pamela, Sandra and Rita. 

And as I continue, you know they're getting sweeter. 

So what can I do? I really beg you my Lord. 

To me flirting is just like a sport. 

Anything fly, it's all good let me dump it. 

Please set it in the trumpet. 

A little bit of Monica in my life, 

A little bit of Erica by my side. 

A little bit of Rita's all I need, 

A little bit of Tina's what I see. 

A little bit of Sandra in the sun, 

A little bit of Mary all night long. 

A little bit of Jessica here I am, 

A little bit of you makes me your man! 

Mambo number five. 

Also, some fourth graders got a preview of some high school boy on boy cuddle time. Good times all around. 

   

Well Hello There

It's been a while my friends, but I'm still here. You may have been wondering (or not) what I've been up to. Well...

I've been having adventures in 3rd grade.

I've been making kitchen disasters.

I've been baking mini cupcakes.

I've been simultaneously wishing for a snow day and spring.

I've been composing blog posts in my head at night while I can't sleep.

I've been having CRAZY dreams.

I've been walking outside.

I've been playing with my iPad (school supplied).

I've been redecorating my bedroom.

I've been doing yoga.

I've been traveling to Maine.

I've been dreaming of summer adventures.

I've been coveting a ukulele.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Last year I "borrowed" these beauties and this year's valentines were Hunger Games themed. Find them here. 

Today was a pretty traditional Valentine's Day in the world of me. I woke up single. I wore an obnoxiously awesome shirt to school/work. (I was the coolest teacher at school today!)

Valentine's were given and received. Candy was eaten. More candy was eaten. Free RedBox movies were rented. Chocolate milk and chinese food were consumed. Trashy tv was watched and I snuggled in bed still single.

The only thing that upset me today was the fact that it wasn't Friday yet! Vacation is so close...I can't wait!

What a Difference a Day can Make*

* I promise this is my last blizzard related post!

Blizzard Aftermath

What People Do When it Snows

Back in college I was a sociology major for a semester or two. If I remember correctly, sociology is the study of social behavior?

Today I woke up super early despite having the day off of school. I decided I should prepare for this mega storm and headed to the grocery store. Here is what I discovered...

With the impending storm, people exhibit certain habits. They run to the store and buy cans of tuna, baking supplies, prepared meals, packaged cold cuts, apples, and bread. I get it. You can make tuna or PB sandwiches, eat apples and cookies all with no power.

People also buy bags of candy, chicken, ice cream, frozen pizza, yogurt (especially Chobani) and cookie dough. I guess blizzard is code for binge-fest. With the exception of raw chicken and frozen pizza, you can just nom it all if the power goes out.

Also I found this:

I don't really know what to say about this.

I've never understood the whole buying milk thing. If the power goes out, it will be one of the first things to go bad. This guy really needed his milk and bread though.

Pretty much every New Englander.

I also don't really understand the gas thing...unless it's gas for a generator? Why gas up a car you won't be able to drive? The first gas station I drove by HAD NO GAS LEFT. It was like the f'ing apocalypse. Luckily I live in a tiny town and my local gas station had gas and looked like this:

So I now have a full tank of gas (for what I'm not sure), some cereal, Cheez-its, and Clif Bars. I'm excited about the prospect of thunder snow but I already have cabin fever. Let's just hope it's light, fluffy snow that is easy to shovel.

   

Live Action Blogging: BLIZZARD!!!

Thursday 6:00 pm - OMG why isn't school cancelled tomorrow??

Thursday 7:30 pm - Crisis averted, SNOW DAY! I'm going to sleep forever!

__________________________

Friday 6:30 am - I'm awake. Why am I awake?

Friday 8:20 am - Guess I better "prepare" for this storm somehow. What does that even mean? Gas up the car? Groceries? Take the snow brush out of the car?

Friday 8:45 am - Groceries...check. Gas...station EMPTY.

Friday 11:00 am - It's snowing....now what?

Friday 2:00 pm - Watching 4 episodes of The Bachelor seems like a great idea.

Friday 2:05 pm - GIRLS ARE CRAZY!

Friday 3:30 pm - Driving is BANNED in the state of Massachusetts. Guess I'm not going anywhere ever again.

Friday 4:00 pm - One of my third graders finds and follows my Instagram. DEFCON 5.

Friday 4:14 pm - Crisis averted.

Friday 5:00 pm - I should probably charge my phone or something.

Friday 6:00 pm - OMG SOOOOO ANTSY!

BLIZZARD!

And not the Dairy Queen kind.

Guess where I live?

I don't even know what to do with myself. Fill up the car that I won't be able to drive? Buy groceries I won't be able to cook if the power goes out?

And I was wide awake at 6:30 am on my snow day. Boo.

I bet the weathermen are regretting naming this storm Nemo. With the threat of thunder snow this storm deserves a name like Thor or Hulk.

It's a Sad Day

Monopoly has announced that my beloved iron has been replaced. And by a cat of all things!

Because I am super nerdy, I voted to save the iron and add the robot...we are after all in the digital information age. I loved the iron. I was sturdy, and simple, and didn't flip over every five seconds like the stupid wheelbarrow.

And a cat?

Boo on you people of the world.

Rest in peace dear iron.

You will be missed.

On My Birthday...

My ideal birthday would look like this:

• Sleep in.
• Eat warm cinnamon rolls in my pjs.
• Take a walk.
• Get all dressed up pretty.
• Long, lazy coffee/lunch date with bffs.
• Nap.
• Puppy snuggles.
• Dinner with family.
• Cake.

Instead it looked like this:

• Wake up early.
• Put on my Stink Week shirt.

• Pack lunch and make toast.
• Work with kidlets for hours.
• Watch them cry and knock chairs over and make weird noises.
• Eat cake for lunch.
• Chop several inches off my hair.

• Laundry.
• Dinner with my family.
• Cake.
• Best voicemail ever from my favorite Michigander.
• Phone call with the bestie.
• Bed early.

I guess that what happens when your birthday is on a Monday and you've had a cold for 8 days. Come on 29+2...be awesome!