So, I told you how my Monday started, but it didn't tell you how it ended and I thought you might enjoying that story.
Before I left school, I got a phone call from OCG. He was planning on grilling out and instructed me to stop at the store and pick up some tin foil. No problem, right? I can do that and say I've contributed to making dinner.
However, when it time for the actual cooking OCG had other ideas. He had sliced up some potatoes and wanted me to add the spices. ME!
Of course I thought...Oh my God!
He said, "Ginger, it's easy. A five year old could it."
My response... "Then go find a five year old and let him do it!"
I mean seriously, how many years has this man known me?
He gave me directions....add a pinch of salt, some butter, garlic powder, turmeric, a little cayenne pepper and some paprika for color. Then he headed out to the grill so he could get prepared, drink beer, talk sports, burp and whatever else it is that men do while "manning the grill".
I didn't want to do it! It was too hard for me!
I did it anyway. I shouldn't have....
I looked in the cabinet and the spices right where he said they would be. I added the butter, salt and garlic with no problem. Then I reached back into the cabinet for the turmeric and tried putting some of whatever that is on the potatoes, but the stuff was stuck and wouldn't come out. I closed the lid
and shook it then opened it up, held it over the potatoes and smacked it a couple of times.
Some came out. Actually, a lot came out! A lot came out and I thought I recognized the smell so I looked at the jar again. I hadn't grabbed the turmeric I had grabbed nutmeg.
Don't judge me! The jars were the same and the spices were the same color. I have no idea what turmeric is and why does this man have nutmeg anyway?! He's never baked cookies for me. Isn't that what nutmeg is for?
I thought...Well, that's going be add an interesting flavor!
Then I reached back into the cabinet for the cayenne pepper and paprika. I also confused those too. I added a little paprika and lots of cayenne.
Again, don't judge me! The jars look the same and these two are also the same color and I didn't want to do any of this to begin with!
Now, here's where you can judge me....
I swear I didn't mess up on purpose, but once I realized what I had done I didn't confess my sins. I wrapped that mess up in tin foil and took it outside just like I had been instructed to do. Then I made myself scarce until dinner was ready.
OCG didn't seem at all suspicious when I decided to skip the potatoes as we ate and he didn't say a word as he ate his. I did notice that he spent the rest of the night blowing his nose. I guess that cayenne pepper must have cleared his sinuses. Lol!
Really, he should thank me for that! Don't you think?
I knew on Sunday night that I was going to need lots of sleep to get through Monday, but I had no idea just what I would be facing!
My day started with taking in my class as well as two others. One teacher had a sub that was running late and the other was dealing with a hurt child.
While I had all of these kids in my room two of them decided it would be a good idea to start hitting each other and a new student was delivered to my class.
I should also tell you that our clocks were broken. They were all stuck at 7:40 and I had my principal and assistant principal in and out of my room a couple of times. At one point my principal stuck his
head in and asked why I hadn't started my day yet. I pointed out that we were still watching morning announcements. The next thing I saw was my principal on the TV. How that dude got from my room to the TV studio that fast is beyond me. Do male witches ride on brooms?
Eventually, the two extra classes I had in my room left and I was able to talk to my new student and get him settled in. Actually, I talked to him only to learn that he was fresh from Peru and spoke no English. Well, in all fairness, I should let you know that he knows three words in English. Those words are...."Oh my God".
He said those three words quite often today!
When he realized he had to wait in line for the water fountain...Oh my God
When I showed him flash cards and asked him to repeat the words....Oh my God
When he realized there was math work on thr front and back of his paper...Oh my God
After he very excitedly tried to tell, ask and/or explain something to me then stared at me hopefully while waiting for my response only to be disappointed when I answered with one of the few Spanish words I know..."taco?"...Oh my God
When I tried to take back the word taco and said, "si?"...Oh my God
I didn't think my ability to order a beer in Spanish would help him any, but I have a feeling it's going to help me bunches before the year is over!
At the end of the day as the kids were packing up I watched them and thought....
"I have to teach one English. I have to keep one calm so he doesn't freak out and ruin everyone's day. I have to help one who gets no help from home. I have to comfort one who cries everytime she sees her big sister and everytime she doesn't see her sister. I have to convince one that not everything is the letter "a". I have to teach one to write her name because no matter how hard she tries, she just doesn't get it. I have to remediate these students and challenge those students. And I have to do all of this and more while getting all of them ready for a standardized test that I don't believe in and still maintain their sense of wonder and make believe."
I woke up Saturday and I wasn't feeling so well so after a quick trip to the grocery store I came home and spent the rest of the day lying around in pajamas and watching TV. OCG spent most of the day with me after coming over with soup and lemon Italian Ice. He's such a rock star!
Even though I felt better on Sunday, I pretty much hung out doing the same thing I did on Saturday. It was awesome!
Now, I have to get ready for bed so I can face another week of work.
Next weekend should be more exciting. We're going to the rib festival and the South Florida Day of the Dead celebration.
We have teacher's planning day on Friday and I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am. I'm excited because I won't be working! Lol!
Already this week I've had to call for a clean up twice because of a kid getting sick. UGH! Hopefully that will all be over after a three day weekend.
The real reason I'm not working is that I have a new desk being delivered on Friday. Well, it's not a new desk, it's just a new to me desk. I love it way more than the one I have now, so I'm pretty excited.
And...since I already know I'm not working Friday...I have plans with OCG on Thursday night and I plan on staying out later than I should. Lol!
Now, I have to tell you the story that gave me my biggest laugh of the week...
I was talking to a friend of mine at school that was working with a group of struggling kindergarten students. They were playing alphabet bingo and I asked if I could play. My friend said, "Well, I don't know...Do you know your letters." I assured her and the kids she was working with that I know all of my letters. One little boy's eyes got very wide and in an amazed voice he asked...
Friday night was a fun night of dinner and drinks with Orange Croc Guy.
Saturday night there was a zombie crawl on Lincoln Road. There weren't nearly as many zombies as there were last year, but the Hare Krishnas were out and they were more than willing to have their pictures taken.
Sunday was spent hanging out with OCG again watching TV and movies on Netflix.
I was talking to one of my neighbors that I don't really know very well and she asked if I was a nurse. I was a little confused by the question but even more confused by her response to finding out that I was a teacher. She said, "Oh, I see you in scrubs all the time so I figured you were a nurse."
I have no idea what I wear that looks like I'm in scrubs "all the time"!
On top of spending most of the day with a killer headache and feeling like I just might be getting a cold I am going to bed knowing that tomorrow my day has to start with a meeting and then end with another one.
I wonder if anyone will believe me if I just sleep in and say the alarm never went off. Lol
One of my students came to class today in a really BAD mood. On the playground he got angry with me and at the top of his lungs started scream crying, "I have the worst teacher!"
I was torn between feeling happy and disappointed. I mean, am I just THE worst or am I the very BEST at being the worst. After all, one could almost be considered a compliment. (I'll let you decide which one that is)
Anyway, five minutes later as he was going back and forth between talking to his friends and yelling about me or just school in general I was on the verge of getting a headache and was ready for him to stop. I told him that I had my radio and could call the principal so he could talk to him about. The kids response.....
"He's not going to agree with me!"
You needed to hear the tone of voice he used for that answer. He said it like he just couldn't believe that I had made such a ridiculous suggestion. I mean, why waste your time talking to someone who isn't going to agree with you, right?
I had to walk away so he wouldn't see me laughing.
The other day one of my students decided to get up and turn the lights off in the lunchroom while everyone was eating. When I picked my class up and was filled in on what she had done,I asked why and her answer was, "Well, it was kind of funny."
I very sternly said, "I asked WHY you turned the lights off."
At this point she put her hands out in front of her and said very slowly and in the tone of voice most grown ups use when they're telling a child something for the second time, "It was kind of funny."
That's right ladies and gentlemen, my five year old kindergarten student decided to cause total chaos in the lunchroom because she thought "it was kind of funny"!
I spent the morning in a workshop about an updated version of a computer program we use at school. It was wonderful! I love the old program, but the new one really has a lot more to offer.
Get this ~ the new program is only for the ESOL students in our classes. That means three of my 18 students get to use the wonderful new program while the others have to continue using the older version of the same program.
Please, someone, explain to me how this makes sense!
I was out and about today running errands when I stopped at Target to pick up a couple of things. My order totaled $18.95. I paid using a Target gift card I've been carrying around for a couple months.
After I was finished, I turned to the lady that was in line behind me held out the gift card and said, "I think there's a dollar left on this card and it's yours if you want it." You would not believe the reaction I got from her or the cashier! You would have thought I handed over a million dollars. They were both so surprised and happy by what I had done.
I walked away smiling and yet still thinking, " Really, people, it was just a dollar!"
Have we become such a self centered society that the gift of a dollar deserves such a surprised response? It's pretty sad if we have!
So, go there and hand someone in line behind you a dollar or whatever is left on that gift card you keep forgetting to use and make their day. Their reaction is guaranteed to make yours too.
Saturday is the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photo Walk and I'm planning on attending for my second time. I signed up with the same group leader that I was with last year because it was so much fun and I knew the guy from other photography related events.
However, the other night we all got some cryptic email saying that our group leader wasn't going to lead the event and how they're trying to find someone to replace him. It's a totally free event and I'm not out anything if this group falls through and there are several other groups in and around Miami participating so I can always join another group.
But, even with as much as I'm looking forward to it there's still a little voice inside my head that keeps screaming....."Just have another pajama day!"