I chose to spend my Friday night doing something that no sane person would ever do. First, I was at work. Second, I was with 12 year-old boys. Slightly better than 12 year-old girls.
First Clue: You are blogging about your dreams.
Second Clue: You are dreaming about blogging.
Warning: This is creepy.
I dreamed that I need to move out of my aparment (irl, I do not have an apartment, nor do I need to move)
So I went to the house of a fello blogger (I only know this person online)
She was going to let me live at her house for $1300 a month. I couldn't handle the price in my dream so I was stressed! And I accidentally destroyed her bathroom. (I have never accidentally destroyed a bathroom, nor do I have any idea about this blogger's bathroom)
It was all very strange. Maybe I need to take a break.
Am I crazy? Have I no national pride? And by nation, I of course mean RIDER NATION!
Amazingly awesome game. Never in my life have the Rider's finished the regular season in first place. It makes me nervous. We are the underdogs!
So who do we want to play on our road to the Grey Cup?
Health Care
I'm very excited for the poor, down trodden, innocent people of the United States as I think they might now have access to Health Care.
I'm not naturally so poetic. Much of that sentence is from a song my class is singing for Remembrance Day. It talks about the great giant that treads on the poor innocence of people. Translation: Capitalism is killing Latin America. Try explaining that to 8 year-olds.
I've recently been in touch with some of my good friends from Montreal which has made me oh so happy!
Report Card progress: 39% complete. Right on track.
This time of year makes me emotional and introspective. Too much time alone and with too much to do.
So this is what I have come up with: I gave up my friends for my boyfriend and I gave up fun for my job. A weekend ALONE with my JOB is not going to help this point of view.
The good news is this: Report Cards go out on November 20 and then I can stop the train wreck my brain seems to be on. If I get to it, I can be done even sooner.
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I'm still sick, but only a mild cold.
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My school has MICE! Eww. All the women are freaking out and all the men are being mean and torturing and teasing us saying 'What's the big deal?" They're MICE!
Day#1 - throat closure. You know what's sick? Sometimes I hope to get sick. Yep. Except that sick hurts, so I regret it.
Anyway, I would like this whole illness thing to hold off until Wednesday. I think I can afford to stay at home that day. I would also like the illness to be serious enough to merit me staying home, while not serious enough to prevent me from working from home. And then be gone by Thursday.
You know what else is sick? A 30 year-old woman trying to do a spiral. Would you believe that that's NOT what my spiral looks like? It's not like I've kept up my practice since I was 17 and oh, 17 lbs lighter. You know, my leg was more flexible and not as heavy to lift into the air. Though weight may not be a very strong argument as I got new skates and there are at least 3 tonnes lighter than my old skates. Infact, given that reasoning, my spiral should look professional. Alas, it's kind of ugly. Think 75 degree angle.
One more disgusting thing for the day. I yelled at a French kid in French. It was not merited and I never would have done the same to an English kid. It's like there is still a part of my brain that doesn't think that French is real. Anyway, I apologized.
My goal for tomorrow is to write English and French Reading and Writing comments and marks. Ambitious? Yes. Doable? If I do it it is!
I saw the most beautiful thing I have ever seen a child so. Another time.
Where did Post #1 go? It was too boring for anyone but me.
This one may go that way as well.
Anyone that has known me for more than 13 months knows that November is a very difficult month for me. There is a lot of pressure (that I put on myself) to do report cards perfectly. I have been cramming knowledge into students brains all week with the hope that I can pull something out to evaluate. It's silly. But I still do it.
The bottom line is this: I'm too busy. Most of the time I can say that I'm really busy. Right now, it's too busy. When was the last time I hung out with a friend? Well, yesterday. However, generally I either don't have time for friends or I'm too tired.
I'm worried that by the time I have the time (ie. retirement) I won't have friends.
Jason is leaving the province for a week so I think I should take advantage and call people.
Alternate title: There was a Mouse in my House!
My feelings about animals are so confusing. I care for them, but I dislike them. I don't like to think of any living creature suffering. At the same time, I'm nervous around most animals. Very few people have pets that don't make me want to run into another room and shut the door. Then there are the animals that are supposed to stay outside. If only that poor little mouse had stayed outside. He would have been much better off.
So Monday morning, I was eating breakfast in my kitchen when I saw a mouse run across my living room floor! EEK! I have a half second delay on my scream. Have you ever heard me scream? Not yell, but scream? It is loud. I couldn't deal with the problem, so I got out of my house as fast as I could.
I told myself pleasant mouse stories all day. Mickey. Ratatouille. The Rats of Nimh. Yes, I know the last two are rats. Close enough. I told all sorts of people. It seems that this is a common thing to have in your house.
Still, I avoided going home. But I did. And I avoided moving away from the door. Then I heard a noise! Oh wait, that was just my bag. Then I heard another noise! It's the mouse behind the stove! It really was! Eeek! I screamed. My poor H1N1 bed ridden roommate. Here I am, screaming and he cannot sleep. I checked the trap. There was no trap! I listened a little more. The mouse was definitely behind the stove and definitely somehow attached to the trap. Agh! So, I was scared of the mouse but also revolted by the fact that it must be in pain, caught in the trap but still alive and moving around.
I spent some time putting everything in my pantry into plastic mouse-proof containers. The food is and remains, mouse proof. I was already to be brave and deal with the mouse when I saw the trap on the other side of the stove - empty! I screamed again. For both my sanity and my roommate, I left. Like he needed me screaming all night!
Long story short, the next morning my parents killed the mouse. Poor little mouse. Thank you parents. I know, it's pathetic that I can't deal with animals or death. As well, if Jason thinks that he will ever hear this story, he will just have to read it on the blog (which he will not do) because I will never, ever tell him. He would be very disgusted with me. He doesn't understand my fear of animals. Infact, he thinks that one day I will have a cat. Ha! I'd rather have a mouse.
Who knew? I was so nervous that my last post would sef-destruct that I didn't realize that I only had one photo to go!
Now I can move on to the mosre recent past with this blog. Such as summer Part II - Wedding Season! However, half of those photos are not even on my computer.
The rest of it would be a big long post entitled "How I went from volunteering to help with volley ball to becoming a coach to dedicating a lot of time and energy to learning about volley ball and how to coach to VOLLEY BALL IS MY LIFE!" I never ever saw this coming.
But back to France. Ah, France. The Rhône River. So relaxing. So little to worry about. So much time to think. So much time to run! While I was in France, I ran 4 times. Twice in Paris, twice along the Rhône River, one of those times in a rain shower. It was awesome!
France Part III
Yes, Thanksgiving was yesterday. Same old story, I tried to post and it vanished.
Today, we finish up Paris. This is the Louvre. Famous art gallery, home to La Jaconde, or as we know it, Mona Lisa. Originally, it was a castle, or a fortress. Back in the Middle Ages it protected Paris, which was only a tiny island. Over the years, it was spruced up to become the humungous building it is today. Seriously, gigantic. This shot does not even show a smidgen of it's grandeur.
