The most common questions I get these days... probably four times a day minimum... are:
He's a boy. He's been a boy since February (or perhaps, since sperm with Y chromosome met egg with X chromosome... but we've known since Feb.)
And cravings... I know you want me to say pickles and ice cream or bananas and chocolate or something. Sorry, I have nothing fun or funny to say. I really like having Wendy's Frosties these days, and I have had a hankering for Carmel Corn Quaker Rice Cake Quakes, but... that's not super unusual. I expect I will like them next year, too!
I physically dread my 3rd and 4th block every-other-day classes. Ugh. I usually HATE the statement "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink", because I believe you can run the horse a lot to make it thirsty for the water you've got or you can sweeten the water and make it fun to drink. HOWEVER, I cannot seem to motivate these students to move past being an intentional non-learner and intentional annoyer. I have about 10 students between the 45 in the class that I consider to be effective and responsible citizens of the world. The rest make me want to pull my hair out or pretend I don't seem them at all when I am at the mall or something. This makes me feel like a bad person.
I had a really wonderful teaching experience during the last hour of my day today. The students were phenomenal. They were attentive, helpful, curious, and conscientious. We were practicing for our state's End of Course assessments, which are kind of a big deal. So many of these kids actually cared about their performance and wanted tips about how to improve. It made my spirits soar and my teaching heart sing.
Its almost the end of this school term. I thought I'd feel more excited about THE END. However, with the exception of those two rotten classes, I don't look forward to it ending. Endings are sort of hard for me. Closure is hard for me. I agree - beginnings can be tough - but it seems like all the memories come from the middle. The middle when routine is established, relationships are formed, and the funny happens. Endings are weird.
I invented a new verb today - melon balling. That is how I spent 45 minutes tonight, doing some melon balling. I am preparing food for a wedding shower on Saturday morning, so tonight I did a little of the prep work, which included melon balling a water melon and a cantaloupe. I never realized how much I prefer balled melon to squared melon. Or how sumptuous fresh melons really are. The cantaloupe was succulent. I am looking forward to melon balling the other cantaloupe and honey dew tomorrow. I wonder if I can melon ball a non-melon fruit, such as pineapple? Or a plum? I think they'd make some tasty fruit balls!
Goodbye to Chuck and Julianne. Though I loved her sparkly blue outfit this week, I was glad that Ty, Lil Kim, Gilles, and Melissa were safe. They are my favs. And they make up the winning section of my DWTS bracket.\
TV topic... LOST. We had a storm that night and lost some signal. So the DVR didn't record the whole episode. And some commercial cut in. Dang it! I hate to have my LOST interrupted. Thank goodness for online viewing, or I might never figure out what happens when Daniel walks into that "other" camp with his pistol loaded looking for his mother 10 years before she is actually his mother... (don't tell me - I'll watch online!)
My lower and mid back have started to ache with as much fervor as my upper back. Ice packs and some cat-dog stretches are now my routine. And more yoga. Not just stretching before bed... I need some sweating-warrior series. How much heavier can this baby get? Oh, right. About twice as heavy. Plus some. I think I'll need to put some strength training in to get this back stronger, not just take afternoon naps!
Afternoon naps. How nice! I took two this week. I am so exhausted by 4pm that I can barely make it through Oprah. Husband took one tonight, and he emerged bright and energetic.
Those are some Thursday thoughts. I am practicing my writing skills, because I've been struggling to find my voice and just put pen to paper. Or thought to blog.
I hope you are having a nice Thursday PM, and that you just start writing thoughts down on your blog, so you get over your blog rut, too. (Yes, you. I've noticed you haven't written much lately! Come on! You can do it!)