Tagged

Ok, I’ve been “tagged” by my sister, Katie. I was unsure what this meant, but apparently, I’ve got to tell about 7 unusual things about myself.  Luckily, I’m a very unusual person, so this won’t be a problem.

1.  I collect rubber chickens.  It all started when my Grandma Ge Ge gave me one.  I have about 50 of them and I keep most of them in my classroom.

2.  I have a “handle” on the back of my head.  If I were to ever loose my hair, I would have a big bump back there and I bet it wouldn’t be very attractive.

3.  I have a bottom-less belly button.  I have actually stuck an entire q-tip in there and it nearly got lost!!!

4.  I smell strange things.  For example, I play with my earrings and then I take a “sniff”.  Yes, it’s disgusting, I don’t know why I do it.  I can’t help myself!

5.  I have recently become obsessed with buying and selling things on ksl.com.  I love to just browse the classifieds and I can do it for hours at a time.  It’s like a giant online yard sale!!  But unlike a traditional yard sale, I can look at only what I want and do it in my pajamas if I like.  I also make money from the stuff that I normally would have taken to the D.I.  ksl.com……I love you.

6.  I have become a coupon queen.  If I buy something without a coupon, I feel sick inside.  I get high from an extraordinary shopping experience in which I get an entire cart of groceries for only $30.  It makes me so happy inside.

7.  I have reoccurring dreams about my teeth falling out.  It is very creepy.

That’s it….just seven of the many things that are wrong, I mean unusual about me.  Now I tag Joey and Jana.

Shrine

There’s something that everyone should know about me.  I am extremely funny.  My funny-ness is exasperated by the fact that I tell people that I’m funny all the time. 

Whenever a student is absent, it gives me a bit of free time at work.  I use this extra time to play practical jokes on my co-workers.  Usually these jokes are not funny to ordinary people.  It takes people working in special education to truly appreciate my humor. 

Every faculty member is expected to get their photo taken for the year book.  For some strange reason, they (the photo people) provide each member with a full “package” of photos.  This has always seemed strange to me.  People order packages of their family portraits, or of their kids….but is it normal to have an entire “package” for an adult?  I think not.  So….what to do with all those photos?  Give them as gifts, of course.  I decided to give every staff person a small token of myself, accompanied by a funny note such as, “Just thought you might like to have a picture of the cutest teacher at Viewmont”. 

Much to my delight, my co-worker RF promptly put my picture to good use and built this “shrine” to my existence. In case you can’t quite make it out, that’s me in the middle of a cathedral-like picture with people bowing and angels praising.  It’s located in the back of his work “cubby” so that he can bow to it several times a day.  We are funny.  We are very very funny.

Harsh Rewards

Have you ever worked hard for something that you thought you really wanted and then found out that you didn’t really want it THAT bad?  In other words, it was NOT worth the trouble.  This happened to my daughter, ”T-dawg”,  last night.  She worked very hard to get potty trained all in hopes of getting her ears pierced.  She’s been talking about getting earrings for over six months.  She was so excited to FINALLY get them done.  She sat eagerly up to the table and watched closely as the lady prepared all of the materials.  She picked out some cute pink daisy earrings and held a pose to get them in.  When the gun was fired a distinct look of disappointment came over her and she instantly put her hands to her ears and cried out, “NO, NO, NO”, and “owie, owie, owie!!” and I started to feel like a bad mom.  Shoppers at the mall were staring at the whole scene and shaking their heads.  I told a few people, “I promise that SHE wanted them, I didn’t make her do it!”  After a sticker, a sucker, dinner at Chic-Fil-A, and an ice cream cone, she felt better.  This morning, she sat up in bed, grabbed her ears and exclaimed “I have pretty earrings”.  I guess it was worth it after all.