Goodbye, Farewell . . .

This is a tribute to my mom and sister. Why is it that every time my family comes to visit, I spend the days leading up to it counting down, but when they finally arrive the time flies by so fast that I don't get to really soak them in until they leave? I feel like my grandma standing at the end of the driveway when family leaves, crying. I had so much fun with them!!!! My sis is so amazing. She's like a snake charmer with Max. I don't know what kind of Voodoo she pulled last night, but she flipped Max's mood from terror to ADORABLE at my band concert. He is so cute I could eat him for dinner!!!! You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to spending the summer with him. I've already looked up games and lessons and crafts that we can do to get out of the pre-monsoon heat. He's also going to be my Rocky coach this summer. Okay, so he's not going to be screaming "Ya Bum!" and make me punch frozen meat haunches, but I'm going to put him in the stoller and walk with him every morning. If I'm feeling really ambitious, maybe I'll jog! To get myself pumped up, I'm going to put some Moby songs on Jack's ipod, and maybe a little "eye of the tiger" action. (Cue work out sequence in slow mo) Okay, before I go to pick up my pumpkin head at day care, I'm going to say something true: no matter old you are or how many children you have, you still need your mommy. True Story.

I'm Walking on Sunshine

Okay, so it's an omen. I just read my best friend's blog and she's inspired me!!!!!!! Here she is, emerging from years of self doubt and taking life by the unmentionables and LIVING IT! I don't care if I'm working at McDonalds next year. My life is great. I have a great husband (who makes homeade noodles for goodness sake!), a goofy and adorable son (who reminds me alot of the young Tarzan), two beautiful dogs, people who love me, and CHOCOLATE!!!!!! Who cares if I've been given the sack, gained all of my pregnancy weight back and then some, bounced my mortgage payment, and not shaved my legs in weeks! I'M AWESOME!!!!!! Max doesn't care, Bruce and Darby don't care, okay so Jack wishes that I shaved my legs, but he still loves me. Here I go with today's theme song in my head "I'm Walkin on Sunshine, Ohhhh Ohhhhh, and Don't it feel GOOOD!"

QUOTE OF THE DAY!

Okay,
So today has been really busy and fun at the same time. I had my dress rehersal for my 3rd graders who have a concert IN ONE WEEK (gasp!). But they sang fantastically! And the best part was that my kindergarten class was there to be a good audience, and they got so excited by the music that they started dancing around the cafeteria. (Too Cute!) After our rehersal, I stopped by the Kinder babies to tell them that I'm glad that they had fun, and one of the little darlings came up to me and said,

"Ms. Fleming, I danced and I pranced."

It doesn't get much better than that! I hope that you all have a great day where you wanted to "dance and prance".

Love you all,

The Bigger the Figure . . .

I heard this Louis Prima song on a movie, and I just about DIED laughing. I had to share the love. Just listen to this beauty, and think of an inspired compilation of "chunky" songs. ("I like big butts", "Chunky", "The Bigger the Figure", "I'm Fat" (wierd Al), "Fat Bottomed Girls", "I really love you Fatty Fat" (Bad Manners), "Fat Sally" (Bad Brains) . . . ) Now why does that make me smile????

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00138BBRE/ref=dm_dp_trk5?ie=UTF8&qid=1239996939&sr=301%5F1

I'm officially fired!

Okay,
So I just spent ten minutes steaming about my non-pink pink slip, and it was lost when I tried to add a picture, arrrghhhh. Now I'm too emotionally drained to rehash it, so I'll give you the abridged version. I finally officially recieved my notice of "job termination" and it's not even a pretty pink, it's white, ugly, and depressing. I'm sad/relieved/mad/depressed, and I'm going to go home and cry for a couple of hours until I have to pick up Max! I don't even have Dove chocolate in the house, damnit! I promise that the next post won't have as much angst. . . sigh.

Here's a song that expresses my mood right now.

http://www.amazon.com/These-Boots-Are-Made-Walkin/dp/B000QOEN6W/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&qid=1239311493&sr=1-10

scaling the ten foot fence

I love teaching, I really do. There are days, like today, when a situation is really stressful at the time, and later on you can laugh about it. This morning, I did an activity with my 3rd graders where I wrote music notes on easter eggs and had two kids from each class hide the eggs outside for the rest of the class to find. I guess that it didn't occur to me to tell them NOT to hide the eggs inside the 10 foot chain link fence surrounding the electrical box. That's LOCKED! I keep forgetting that kids don't have common sense, though. So out comes my class, I tell them to go find the eggs, and the next thing I know, I hear a thud and one of my kids is clutching his ankle FROM INSIDE THE LOCKED FENCE. One of the boys climbed the fence to get the eggs, then JUMPED into the electrical area, spraining his foot in the landing. He's locked in, and can't get out because his foot hurts too bad to climb. I had to send two kids to the office to get someone to unlock him so that we could take him to the nurse. Geez. Does it even sound like I have a valid excuse for the principal?

Give me some chocolate.

I need a Mommy hug!

I will never get over how even though I'm almost 27 years old and have my own baby, I still need a hug and loves from my own mommy. She just had surgery this past week to get her galbladder taken out and I have been worried about her. I would love to be there to wait on her hand and foot like she used to do for me when I was sick as a little girl. She always used to make me some hot tea, rub Vicks on my chest, and tuck me into the couch to watch AMC. Sometimes, she would even make me some chicken soup to soothe my sore throat. I'll never forget when I was in high school and I had my wisdom teeth taken out. She fed me frostys, and taped frozen peas to my head so that I would feel better. I hope that I help Max as much as mom helped me. Sometimes it's really hard to be so far away from my family. Maybe someday we will be close enough so that I can take care of her when she is sick, and she can give me a good mom hug when I have a rough day and want to sell my 5th graders to the circus. . . sigh.