I just wanted to say a big "thank you" and pat everyone on the ass for sending me good words. Yesterday definitely will take residence in the house of suck. I'm better today. Queen of Denial, definitely, but better.
I don't really know what to say about it, because I don't really know what I'm *talking* about - which y'all should be super used to by now. Why come here at all, if not to hear Alex spout off about something that she knows jack shit about? That's ME! tooth! *ping* smile!
1.) I got up today at 3:45am because I was excited to go to the gym this morning and work out. In between my manic shoelace tying, my brain was admonishing me: What the FUCK, lady? Have you lost your damn mind? (The answer is definitely yes.)
2.) I have to cut out 324 perfectly round circles on the puncher tomrrow after school so I can pass my observation. Who do I have to sleep with around here to keep a job? 324 MOTHERFUCKING circles. In various hues. Over achiever, anyone? Dh said he'll help, so I'll just sleep with him.
3.) Worrying about my lesson plans for the Big O (Not THAT Big O...Have you seen my O face? O! O! O! - The BIG Observation. Fun!) , I asked a fellow teacher what he thought. "Alex" he intoned, "You could carry a bucket of poop into the classrom and the kids would be like 'Miss Alex!' 'We love you!'" And that officially became my new favorite thing. As in: (drumroll, please) You? You could carry a bucket of poop in there and they'd still LOVE it!
4.) Saipan! Saipan! Saipan! Oh (To be sung to "She'll Be Comin' Round the Mountain - loudly, and off key) , there's four more weeks till I'm laying on the beach! With a Beer! There's four more weeks till I'm laying on the beach! Far from here! I'll be layin, I'll be playin', I'll be brayin', I'll be layin', I'll be layin on the beach in four weeks!" And that, my friends, is a shining example of why I don't make money singing OR writing songs.
5.) Mini snark: It really perturbs me when people are incapable of expressing their feelings and hide behind their spouse/parents/anyone else who is sympathetic to them. I also find it particulary despicable when people choose to make fun of other's shortcomings. Particularly something they can't control. I.E. INFERTILITY. You reap what you sow, and having your husband take jabs, in public, well, that's just fucking sad. I'll be happy when we get out of the military and I can hang out with people I like.
6.) It's past my bedtime. You know, if I"m going to be all psycho about the gym and all. Until the invent the new Nike Breast pump, I'll be working on keeping my pecs perky. Happy Hump Day to all, and to all a "good night" (nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
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