Slice of Life

Nothing

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I got nothing.  I can just barely function.  It was a long week.  I did manage to fix supper and get some laundry done tonight.  Another busy weekend is in store.  4 school days next with kids and then it’s spring break.  My kids will be here for 10 days.

Today we had a Star Party in my classroom. We walked to our local park and played for about 90 minutes.  We had the best time! The weather was perfect and so were the kids.  A couple of moms sent snacks and drinks and a couple more showed up to play with us.  It was the best day to be a teacher.

We had a community member pass away today after a long battle with cancer.  He left behind a senior, 8th grader and a 3rd grader.  His wife is one of the nicest people I have ever met.  So sad for all.

I have a book that needs to be read. I just can’t seem to make myself read it.  Does that happen to other people?  It’s the book I chose for my Old Lady Book Club which is at my house on Monday night.  Which really means I need to clean my house.  Eek.

We have a birthday party for our sweet friends, The Sisters, on Sunday.  They will be 4 years old.  Pretty amazing!

I got a whole lot of random nothingness going on right now.

Tomorrow will be better.

 

Laughter

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So far all of my posts seem to be about school.  I might need to think about other things than school.

Monday was the best day we have had all year.  I mean THE. BEST. DAY. EVER.  I had high hopes for Tuesday.  My hopes were quickly dashed.  And by dashed what I really mean is those high hopes were yanked from my grasp, thrown to the ground and stomped upon as hard as a person could stomp.

Each time I thought we were recovering, things only got worse.

Finally, late in the afternoon, I turned to a friend and said, “I think we could all use a Snickers!”  She totally got my reference.

She quipped back, “Yeah!  Like when that really ugly guy eats a Snickers and turns into a beautiful lady in a really pretty dress!” Another friend yelled out, “Marsha! Marsha! Marsha!  That guys is real ugly and then he turns into a girl! We need Snickers!” Other kids chimed in and we had a great time laughing.

They have no clue what the references are in those commercials.  All they know is that it makes them laugh.  Hearing them laugh made me laugh.

And laughter, is indeed, the best medicine.

 

***update from yesterday’s post….My friend came to school today and puked half way through the day.  Friend was a trooper and made it to the bathroom before she spilled her guts!

Not a Fan

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Shortly after the bell rang, and the Pledge of Allegiance ended, a friend came to me with ‘the look’.  Her stomach felt weird.  Weird like???  Weird like puke.

Grrrrrreeeeeeaaaaatttttttt.

Yeah.  Not a fan of body fluids.  Especially puke.  My children will tell you that I am the worst nurse in the world.  They know to call their dad if body fluids are involved.  (Incidentally, he made a rule that if you can drive a car, you can clean up puke soooo no calls these days.)

I asked my usual questions: Have you been to the bathroom? (hint #2) Did you have breakfast? Are you hungry? Have you had some water? Would you like a snack?

She’d been to the bathroom.  She’d had breakfast. Not hungry. Not interested in water or a snack.  OK.  Let’s just see how the day goes.

Later, she tells me, “Sooner or later I am gonna puke.”

And then later, “It’s coming.  It’s just a matter of time.”

And still later, “It’s close now.”

She wasn’t herself–she was grouchy and short with other friends.  She was defiant with me.  She was pale.  I knew she just didn’t feel good.

Finally, “It’s real, real close now.” By this time, it’s 2:25.  We have an hour of school left. She thought seeing the nurse would be for the best at this point.  So I sent her.  She rested for 15 minutes, returned to the room with a message from the nurse:
“Welp. Nurse Jessie says it looks like I am going to live.  I don’t how she knew, but she did.  So I am back!”

Good golly.  I would have saved myself TONS of drama if I had sent her at 8:45 this morning for this diagnosis.

Lesson learned.

Tomorrow will be better.

 

When You Make Bad Choices

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As I picked my kids up from the gym, I heard a number of ‘HOLY SMOKES! IT’S COLD OUT HERE!’ And you know what?  They were right.  It was cold out there.

And I had not worn any socks.  And I had a friend who had worn her flip flops.  Another had on her exercise pants which did not cover her ankles.  My good friend T pointed out that I had made a bad choice and I was going to have to live with it.

His words sounded suspiciously like my words.  OH MY.

I begged the friends not to tell my mom!  They giggled…and said, ‘MS. HAYS YOU DON’T LIVE WITH YOUR MOM!!’ More giggling.

You know what?  It was just socks.  And I am a grown-up who can make her own choices.  Forgetting my socks only affected me–for the most part. It meant that I wasn’t going to be too hip to have any extra outside recess so that affected the kids.

But what about when bad choices affect others?  Do I think about how my choices affect others?  Sometimes.  But really. Probably not.  As humans we can be very selfish.

I am human.