I turned 40 last Saturday!
I said it. It's out there. What of it? I don't have a problem with 40. Do you? No, really, I don't have a problem with turning 40. 40. Forty. FORTY!!!!
It sounds awful! That number represents middle agedom. I don't feel middle aged. I still feel 20 and I don't want to grow old gracefully. I feel there are still challenges to be met ...mountains to climb...new tricks to learn. Lucky for me, I have wonderfully immature fools for friends who made damn sure I didn't grow old without a big bang and a huge laugh!!! Because of them, I had the VERY BEST 40TH BIRTHDAY --EVER--LAST SATURDAY!!! My husband helped make it all possible but as I've said before, he is the more stately and dignified of the two of us and he was just as blown away by the spectacle of last Saturday as I was.
Six months ago, Lisa Lisa told me she and a few others wanted to give me a party to celebrate my rheumatism and sciatica. I thought that was real nice of her. Then I was asked what I wanted - well, I thought long and hard about what I would want and since my mind tends to wander- I had to ask her what I was supposed to be thinking about again. Then I remembered that I all I wanted for my birthday was "to be entertained". I thought maybe my young whippersnapper friends could get together a little dance number to put a smile on a little old lady's wrinkled face.
Well, those youngsters and some of my older friends immediately started practicing some dance moves unbeknownst to me and this past Saturday night I was treated to a medley of 80's and 90's dance hits with choreography that would blow Paula Abdul's wig off. Somehow, even some of the husbands learned a dance or two. There were costume changes, too. It was the most touching and exciting thing anybody's ever done for me! I felt the love! It was the very best way to turn 40. When I get the video, I hope I can post a portion of the extravaganza.
I have the very best friends!!!
Friday, December 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
GO VOTE
I can't wait for this race to be over so we can all settle down.
I am very undecided right now. I have always voted Republican but McCain hasn't inspired too much excitement or confidence for me. I don't like Palin and her "Joe Six-Pack", yuck yuck faux Midwestern drawl and let's face it, John McCain is OLD! My dad is 73 and he needs a nap every afternoon between 4 and 6 p.m. My dad has trouble remembering key facts at a moment's notice! John McCain seems more alert than Big Bill but you know, he's got to be tired!
Obama seems much more presidential. I like his delivery and his confidence but is that enough? I don't like the idea of spreading the wealth. I like the idea of change but is Obama the right change? Is it all just style over substance?
My students at MDCC are very excited about Obama for obvious reasons and my students at Pillow think if Obamam wins that part of the prophecy of Revelations will start unfolding and unraveling - speeding us toward the rhapture. Neither group has researched their stances but are voting based on the hype they have been told.
What am I going to do? Well, I tell you for sure- I will vote. Can't wait to see how this all pans out.
I am very undecided right now. I have always voted Republican but McCain hasn't inspired too much excitement or confidence for me. I don't like Palin and her "Joe Six-Pack", yuck yuck faux Midwestern drawl and let's face it, John McCain is OLD! My dad is 73 and he needs a nap every afternoon between 4 and 6 p.m. My dad has trouble remembering key facts at a moment's notice! John McCain seems more alert than Big Bill but you know, he's got to be tired!
Obama seems much more presidential. I like his delivery and his confidence but is that enough? I don't like the idea of spreading the wealth. I like the idea of change but is Obama the right change? Is it all just style over substance?
My students at MDCC are very excited about Obama for obvious reasons and my students at Pillow think if Obamam wins that part of the prophecy of Revelations will start unfolding and unraveling - speeding us toward the rhapture. Neither group has researched their stances but are voting based on the hype they have been told.
What am I going to do? Well, I tell you for sure- I will vote. Can't wait to see how this all pans out.
Monday, October 27, 2008
What a difference a weekend makes
So I got a few raised eyebrows and reminders not to jump after that last rant of a post. Thank you to those who were concerned. I can obviously summon my inner drama diva to the surface when pushed - let's call her Delila Devereaux.
Yes, something happened at work. I have since found out that it wasn't all about my performance but I was caught in the middle of a departmental dispute and I became the pawn in their little game. I am now only midly ticked off but that will dissapate with time and wine.
In other news, I spent time my freshmen college roommate and about 10 other girls who lived on the second floor of Stockard-Martin Dorm. Those were fun times and we were fun girls experiencing freedom and college life for the first time. Now 20 years later most of us are married and have children. A few never married. One or two women are divorced and remarried. Some have careers and some do not. Most are not hassled by The Man and one, most decidedly, is. She's was cutest one in the group.
Yes, something happened at work. I have since found out that it wasn't all about my performance but I was caught in the middle of a departmental dispute and I became the pawn in their little game. I am now only midly ticked off but that will dissapate with time and wine.
In other news, I spent time my freshmen college roommate and about 10 other girls who lived on the second floor of Stockard-Martin Dorm. Those were fun times and we were fun girls experiencing freedom and college life for the first time. Now 20 years later most of us are married and have children. A few never married. One or two women are divorced and remarried. Some have careers and some do not. Most are not hassled by The Man and one, most decidedly, is. She's was cutest one in the group.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
WTF?
I'm Mad! I'm pissed! My feelings are hurt! I'm incredulous! I'm rightously indignated( I made that expression up - shut up!)! I feel thrown under the bus! I feel betrayed! I feel I've done a good job! Kiss my ass!I love my students! I love the profession I am in! I hate tattle tales! I hate spies! I hate ulterior motives! I hate snakes in the grass! I hate people who don't shoot straight ( Sarah Palin, excepted, SHE BUGS ME with her winks)! I hate administrative hacks! I hate being blindsided! I hate people who put their agenda on me! I hate not feeling validated! I hate feeling like I am walking into a lion's den! I hate feeling like people are against me! I hate "The Man"! I hate feeling unsettled! I hate feeling hustled! I hate that this rant is filled with hate! My logical husband stands with me! I am hopeful that things will be much better tomorrow!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Shut it down
I'm scared!
The whole financial world is falling down around me and I can't help but be a bit panicked. Everybody's forecasting our downfall...there's that Ahmenidinijadheadfedgfd / Iranian president, talking about the U.S.'s demise and then I heard, earlier today, that some financial expert in China declared America dead and done!
What can I do? I can't repair the economy. I can't lend the government 12 trillion dollars.
So I channel surf between CNN's coverage of America's economic meltdown to The Rachel Zoe Project on Bravo because nothing says, "Go U.S. A.!" or "Let's sacrifice for our country!" better than a lollipop head on a stick body, self-absorbed fashionista who commands people to "shut it down" while buying thousands upon thousands of dollars of haute couture. I don't know, it's just comforting for me - like having a Chanel cashmere blanket to stroke while listening to the sound of banks padlocking their doors.
The whole financial world is falling down around me and I can't help but be a bit panicked. Everybody's forecasting our downfall...there's that Ahmenidinijadheadfedgfd / Iranian president, talking about the U.S.'s demise and then I heard, earlier today, that some financial expert in China declared America dead and done!
What can I do? I can't repair the economy. I can't lend the government 12 trillion dollars.
So I channel surf between CNN's coverage of America's economic meltdown to The Rachel Zoe Project on Bravo because nothing says, "Go U.S. A.!" or "Let's sacrifice for our country!" better than a lollipop head on a stick body, self-absorbed fashionista who commands people to "shut it down" while buying thousands upon thousands of dollars of haute couture. I don't know, it's just comforting for me - like having a Chanel cashmere blanket to stroke while listening to the sound of banks padlocking their doors.
Monday, September 15, 2008
What if your brain was a marshmallow?
High School students are funny. They are both funny haha and funny dude,- you-need-to-up-your-medication. Either way makes for some good entertainment!
My son is very funny. He is both witty and perplexing in his delivery. He likes to reinact cartoon anectdotes which don't translate as well in the 3-D world of adults but he and his sister double over with giggles after this....
"Hey there's a red-headed lady. Really? Where?"
Tickle boxes instantly turn over. Laughter spills out.
He also asks very hard, profound questions about the world.
What if the world was made of shoes?
What if this car was our house? Where would my room be?
What if the world was made of candy? Would you eat me?
What if smiles were made of red licorice?
And really, what if the world was made of shoes and smiles were licorice? What would happen? I can't answer any of this and it's so dang cute and at the same time so damn annoying because he never runs out of the hard questions.
My son is very funny. He is both witty and perplexing in his delivery. He likes to reinact cartoon anectdotes which don't translate as well in the 3-D world of adults but he and his sister double over with giggles after this....
"Hey there's a red-headed lady. Really? Where?"
Tickle boxes instantly turn over. Laughter spills out.
He also asks very hard, profound questions about the world.
What if the world was made of shoes?
What if this car was our house? Where would my room be?
What if the world was made of candy? Would you eat me?
What if smiles were made of red licorice?
And really, what if the world was made of shoes and smiles were licorice? What would happen? I can't answer any of this and it's so dang cute and at the same time so damn annoying because he never runs out of the hard questions.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Music Saves
I can't get enough of my music lately. I guess it's the only certain thing in an uncertain hormone-filled world of misguided teenage angst butted up against peri-menopausal angst coupled with mental superiority and jealous longing to have my whole life stretched out ahead of me like they do.
Oh, why is youth wasted on the young?
I find music very comforting and soothing after a long day of teaching private school seniors British Literature and college freshmen English Comp.
In reality, I am very much enjoying the new challenges of teaching high school students. I am studying a way more than I expected to get ready for each lesson. I'm getting a black belt in karate chopping complaints and kickboxing bad attitudes over the importance of studying Angles and Saxons. I also have some really sweet and over achieving students (mostly girls) that give me hope for the next generation. I even have one student that may is a budding comedian.
I still have my other gig at MDCC and my new crop of English Comp students are so different from last semester. I have several older students, mostly nurses, who are coming back to get higher certification. It's an interesting group. They aren't quite the slackers of last spring. These students on the whole, seem to have some goals regarding getting a degree. I hope I'm correct with this hunch because I have high hopes for them.
Here's a little of what I've been enjoying while I sip a glass of wine and get ready for the next day. This is Badly Drawn Boy singing "Once Around the Block" and I like the guitar and the easy sound.
This Marvin Gaye classic makes me want to DAINCE (that's better than dancing)! I stumbled across this song on the FM dial and remembered just how much I like this song and LOVE the man that sings it.
This song by Chromeo just cracks me up! It throws so many 80's elements into one song from the perky synthesizer to calling the girl a tenderoni. It's funny and catchy. I can't help but listen to this and smile. I also like their song "Bonafide Lovin'" This is for all the Tenderonis out there!
Oh, why is youth wasted on the young?
I find music very comforting and soothing after a long day of teaching private school seniors British Literature and college freshmen English Comp.
In reality, I am very much enjoying the new challenges of teaching high school students. I am studying a way more than I expected to get ready for each lesson. I'm getting a black belt in karate chopping complaints and kickboxing bad attitudes over the importance of studying Angles and Saxons. I also have some really sweet and over achieving students (mostly girls) that give me hope for the next generation. I even have one student that may is a budding comedian.
I still have my other gig at MDCC and my new crop of English Comp students are so different from last semester. I have several older students, mostly nurses, who are coming back to get higher certification. It's an interesting group. They aren't quite the slackers of last spring. These students on the whole, seem to have some goals regarding getting a degree. I hope I'm correct with this hunch because I have high hopes for them.
Here's a little of what I've been enjoying while I sip a glass of wine and get ready for the next day. This is Badly Drawn Boy singing "Once Around the Block" and I like the guitar and the easy sound.
This Marvin Gaye classic makes me want to DAINCE (that's better than dancing)! I stumbled across this song on the FM dial and remembered just how much I like this song and LOVE the man that sings it.
This song by Chromeo just cracks me up! It throws so many 80's elements into one song from the perky synthesizer to calling the girl a tenderoni. It's funny and catchy. I can't help but listen to this and smile. I also like their song "Bonafide Lovin'" This is for all the Tenderonis out there!
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