The Life of a Work in Progress

I wrote an entire blog, and it disappeared. It was good, too, or at least I thought so. I have no idea what button I accidentally hit, but whatever it was.....it made my blog zip to cyber space forever without even one view. So sorry, guys, for those of you waiting for the next word.....Today, the word is SAVE YOUR WORK OFTEN!!!! Now I know why I can't play the orange button on Guitar Hero....stupid pinky finger! Stupid mini keyboard on my netbook! Oh let's get real.....STUPID ME!!!

     As young as daycare age, children are asked Who is your boyfriend? or Do you have a girlfriend yet? While these words seem harmless at the time, this mentality that one must have a boyfriend or girlfriend is usually carried throughout school and rings forever in the ears of young people in high school. To not have a dating relationship with someone brings on feelings and emotions of inadequacy and inferiority. I believe we as a society have set up our young adults to feel this way as we stress the "importance" of a dating relationship because one would not want to be an "Old Maid" all your life.      I remember in high school and college feeling unattractive and unlovable because I didn't have a boyfriend very often. Or if I did date a guy, it turned out to be a disaster, to say the least. Thoughts of changing myself, both inside and out, became in the forefront of my mind. It must be me. What am I doing or not doing that I can't keep a...

    One of my favorite things to do as a teacher is play games in the classroom. When I first started teaching, and while I was still very active and a whole lot smaller, it was nothing for me to participate in a game of football, basketball or volleyball with my kids. Now I like a more...controlled environment for my games. I learned about Trasketball from Jerome Ramsey's Pre-Algebra class. You ask a question, and if you get it right, you get to shoot the ball into the trashcan from a 1-point line, 2-point line, and a 3-point line, thus the name Trashketball. He also played a game called Bluff. Two teams compete QUIETLY against each other. One team is asked a question. If you think you know the answer, you QUIETLY stand up. Or....if you don't know the answer, you can stand up and Bluff the other team. However many teammates stand up is the number of points you are playing for. One person from the other team calls on one of the people standing to answer the ques...

    I have been sitting here for about 15 minutes staring at this blank screen. With such a heavy post yesterday, I wanted to lighten things up a bit. You know, a dose of comic relief. (That's a 9th grade Literary term!) But the more I try to come up with something light and funny to write about, I keep coming back to some situations I have heard about in the last few weeks. The situations range from very serious occurances like accidental death to minor issues like a a misunderstanding. Whatever the situation, the range of emotions runs high, tempers flare, feelings are hurt, words are said that cannot be taken back. And in the end, there are the infamous words that make me cringe EVERY TIME: I will never forgive you. Even now, just writing the words causes chills down my spine. "But you have no idea what he did to me!" No, I don't. "But that woman cost me money I can never recoup!" Okay. "They laid me off from work for no reason!" Yeah, that'...

It has been a cold, cold day. I don't mean a chilly cold...I mean a bone-chilling, raw, aching cold that cuts right to the core of my being. It's one of those colds that I feel chilled and never warm all day long. That cold just sets me in one of those moods. Just stay in bed! I don't want to be around myself, so I'm sure no one else will either. We had a two-hour delay, which would have been great had I not awakened at the same time - 5:45 AM. I tried to go back to sleep, but I kept having dreams I was awake. Have you ever had those dreams? I was probably sleeping, but my brain kept right on living like it was a normal day. I felt like crap pretty much all day. I walked around with my fake smile and my fake positive attitude. I just want to go HOME! Forget this day ever happened! I hate this!!! Then it happened. I wasn't expecting this at all. As a matter of fact, I was blind-sided by the whole thing. It could have been almost anything else, but not THIS. I was ask...

    I went to bed last night later than I should - my brain would not turn off. I got up much earlier than I should have this morning- my brain would not turn on. Whose brain can actually turn on at 5:45 AM? I forgot how to get to the bathroom even though it was only ten steps away. The bedroom light was like a cast-off of the star of Bethlehem and the Heavenly host all together. I seriously thought of calling in sick - well not really, but it crossed my mind for a few seconds. Being blinded by the "Christmas Star/Heavenly Host" would surely count as a sick day.     I suppose my brain turned on 2nd period because my ADD kicked in with a vengeance. My lovelies were laughing at me, at times uncontrollably, and I suppose it was a bit comical. I am pretty sure I changed the subject seven times in less than a minute - a new record!     So, reality has definitely set in. Back to school....no more staying up late....no more getting up late.....wor...

Ah, the New Year. My least favorite time of the year probably because it always meant back to school after a nice, long vacation. Staying up late...sleeping late...Christmas movies...eating way too much junk...spontaneous trips to anywhere...watching daytime TV (not very thrilled there)...but NOT ONE MINUTE of school work! So now I am a hypocrite. There, I said it. I am a HYPOCRITE! I told my kids, upon leaving for Christmas break, to study everyday because we have exams in two weeks. And yet, I did not set the example. There's nothing I can do about that now. I did plan my lessons for tomorrow, but that is about the extent of the school work. Besides, I have friends needing me to play WORDS WITH FRIENDS! I cannot disappoint my friends! (At this point, I am checking my Kindle Fire to see if it is my turn to play...then Facebook calls...and ANGRY BIRDS are chirping...) Okay God, here is mess #1. We need to work on this ADD-thing. It really gets in the way.....oh look, Daisy found t...