Work is exhausting!

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I got to school this morning and for the first time in years the custodians hadn't set my class room up for me. I was sad! I mean, I know they're busy, but don't they still love me? After three hours of dragging furniture back and forth across the floor I finally got everything in place and think I can live with the way it looks.

I unpacked a couple of boxes, but not too many because I left the keys to unlock the cabinets at home. LOL! I think I do that almost every year. They're already stuck inside the pocket of the jeans I'm wearing tomorrow, so I'll have them!

I took a break around lunch time to call the cable company cause my box is all messed up. After waiting on hold for what felt like an eternity, I pulled the phone away to see and sure enough I had been holding for 16 minutes. So, much for that always available line they feed you! lol! I waited and waited and right as I was saying "seriously?" into the phone.....a nice guy named Steven answered. He was on the phone with me for less than three minutes before he told me that he needed me to call from home so that I would be at the TV. UGH!

I called back after I got home just to be put on hold again and then get told that I need a new box, which I knew the first time I called. They can't brign one out until Friday, so until then, I'll be watching TV on the little set in the bedroom.

Not long before I left school, I was standing in the lobby of the building when I saw the UPS guy come to the door. The building was locked so I opened the door and he pushed an envelope into my hands and handed me the thingy to sign for it. I looked at the envelope and saw it was for my principal and let the guy know it was for the other side of the campus. His reply was..."Can't you just give it to him?"

Now...what I wanted to say was....."Sure, I'll give it to him, because it makes so much more sense for me to walk the two blocks to get to where he is then it does for you to get back in your little brown truck and drive over there. You know, like you get paid to do?!?!"

That's what I WANTED to say!

What I actually said was, "Sure.", as I signed for the stupid thing.

I made the long walk to the other side of campus, ready to give my principal a hard time and say that my class deserved extra crayons or something since I had done such a good deed for him.....the dude wasn't even in his office.

He can't hide from me forever! lol!

Why? Why? WHY?!?!

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Why don't summers last forever?

Adventures In Learning by Scraps of Ellay

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My summer is coming to an end and Scraps of Ellay has the perfect kit for going back to school. It's called Adventures in Learning and it is super cute! Check out the preview...

This kit has 24 papers, 72 elements and 2 full alphas! It's full of bright colors and perfect for scrapping school and non school picture. Check out some of the layout I've made...

Check out Ellay's blog for more layout inspiration and visit the Scraps of Ellay store at Stuff to Scrap to buy Adventures in Learning.

Now, if you would like the wordart I used on my second layout, just click on the image below to get the download!

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August QP Challenge at CSD

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The August Quick Page Challenge is underway at Cool Scraps Digital! This month we were given a beautiful kit called Aftermath by Chili Designs to work with. You can download the quickpage I made by clicking on the preview below.

There are plenty of other free QPs to download and you still have time to join in the fun by making a quickpage of your own. Make sure you check it out!

Almost a quiet day

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After spending the morning cleaning and doing other boring stuff like that I decided to make myself a sandwich for lunch. Ususally, I'm pretty good at making sandwichs because they don't involve heating anything up and so the smoke alarm almost never goes off.

I satdown to eat with my drink and a bag of the Cheetos I bought yesterday. I had just taken my first bite of the sandwich and was placing it back on the plate when I saw what I thought was a bug---on my plate.

I did what any normal person would do and panicked! I shoved the plate forward and jumped up so quickly that my chair actually fell over backwards. I thought it was funny that even with all that excitement the bug on my plate never moved.

It never moved because it WAS NOT a bug. It was just one of the little seeds from the Rye bread that I had used to make my sandwich. lol!

Does this mean that I have to add sandwiches to the growing list of things I can't cook?

My kind of day!

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I love it when you guys email me. It always gets my day off to a good start! Thanks for taking the time out of your day to brighten up mine!

I hit up the mall today and did some serious tax free shopping. FUN!

After shopping I hit up Dairy Queen for a small blizzard. I was really embarassed when I reached into my purse and one of the socks I had stuck in there fell out. There was a lady standing behind me who laughed and pointed out that "someone's been shoe shopping!" Helped to add humor to the moment. lol!

Shopping was fun until I got to the grocery store. Had a great cashier and the guy bagging my items was funny. He was putting my things into the two bags I brought, but he was kind of slow. I was all checked out and the cashier had started ringing up the items of the person behind me. I grabbed the last couple of things that weren't bagged yet and threw them into the first bag that was already in the cart.

The guy's English wasn't very good, but he knew the word 'poison'. So, he very nicely and kind of loudly said, "That bag is poison. Everything in that bag is poison." LOL! He had separated my food items from the non-food items and was trying to let me know that I had put the peanut butter and Cheetos in the bag with the laundry detergent, aspirin and air freshener.

I thanked him and assured him that it would be Ok while trying to get out of there before people actually started believing I had purchased a bag full of poison. lol!

The Story of Me

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Buy your copy of The Day Ginger Snapped now!

Well guys, I'm cutting you off! No more chapters from The Day Ginger Snapped. Don't cry! You can always buy a copy for yourself to see what happens to Ginger and her friends.

I will tell you this...If you've been reading along you're at the part where Ginger is about to give a speech about who she is and what she likes and what she wants. It's very close to an actual speech I gave about myself around the time it was written. I had to change some of the things and add to it in order for it to work with Fake Ginger. Trust me when I tell you, Fake Ginger got a much better reaction than I got!

I want to start sharing the story I started as part of July's Camp NanoWrimo. I actually hit the 50k mark and wasn't finished with the story so I just finished it up as part of the August camp. This story is very, VERY different from The Day Ginger Snapped so it will be interesting to see what you think. Parts of this story were hard for me to write because they are just so far removed from anything I've ever written before so be kind!

I'm sharing the Epilogue with you today. Hopefully, I'll wake up in the morning with lots and lots of messages and emails telling me that you like this and want to read more!

I have to warn you that once again you're getting the unedited version so please excuse spelling and grammar mistakes!

***I went online today and checked out my class list since I go back to school on Tuesday and learned that I have a student in my class with the same name as the main character in this story. I've never had a student by this name before. I wonder if it's some kind of sign!***

The Story of Me

When you reach the end of your life and look back you will see two things, the people you loved and the people who loved you. If you are lucky both groups will be large and filled with the same people.

I was not lucky. I died cold and alone on the streets of Miami at the age of twenty-three. I am not telling you my story so that you will feel sorry for me. I don’t deserve your sympathy. Life may have dealt me a bad hand, but they were my cards to play. If I raised a bet or doubled through when I should have checked or even folded there is no one to blame but myself.

Instead, I am telling you my story so that you will know that I was here. I lived. I walked these streets. You may have even seen me and smiled or you may have looked away so that you didn’t have to make eye contact.

My story is not glamorous and there is no happy ending. Someone once told me that it’s not about the happy ending it’s about the story. So, this is it. The story. My story.

The story of me.