Talk About It Tuesday



So we started with Chris Harrison in the studio audience of which I was not a part of.  Excuse me.  It wasn't for lack of trying.  He said a little of this and a little of that and then we finally got on with it.

Nick got to meet Andi's family first.  And he bombed.  Terribly.  At least in the beginning.  He was a nervous wreck.  He could not get out of his own way.  

He wasn't even affectionate or, as Andi's mom said, very demonstrative.

But when he sat down with Andi's mom, he sort of improved a bit. Nick told Andi's mom how much he loved her and all about this connection that they have and that she is it for him.

Andi's mom teared up a bit.  She pretty much ate it all up with a spoon.

Then Nick met with Andi's dad.  Hy.  I just love Hy.  Hi, I'm Hy.  And hello there, you're Nick with the crazy eyes and the sweaty forehead.

Nick basically asked for his blessing on a proposal and Hy said yes.  Hy thought Nick was straight forward and honest and a good match.

Oh, Hy.  Hy, Hy, Hy, GOODBYE.

Then Andi and Nick did a lot of loud kissing and Andi tried to be all come hither to me and we are so passionate and we are on TV so let's make this look ooh la la sexy and it made me want to throw up.

Except I was having a little snack so I didn't.

Then Nick's turn was over.  Just like that.

Next was Josh's turn.


Josh was all set and ready to make a great impression, but Hy totally had his number.  Hy said Josh didn't have a chance . . . that he was way too nervous and sweating and talking too much.

Poor Josh.  He was nervous.  But he was affectionate with Andi in front of her parents.

Andi kept telling everyone in her family how she thought of Josh as a player so his family was sort of distrustful of him which made me mad at Andi.  I mean, come on, Andi.

Then Josh sat down with Andi's sister and the sister's quiet-as-a-mouse-husband-who-didn't-say-one-word-but-listened-very-carefully-while-they-held-hands and Josh won them over.  Sister felt that Josh was very genuine.

I mean, if you ask me, his smile is genuine so I imagine everything else is, as well.

Then it was Hy's turn.  Hy again.

Hy made a good point by saying you've followed your dream and played baseball, then went back to college, now you've started a career so it sounds like you're ready to settle down . . . Josh said he's been ready for quite awhile.

Hy and Josh had a very serious conversation.  Josh kept saying how much he loved Andi and how ready he was and how he wanted to make Andi his wife.  And then he asked for Hy's blessing and Hy gave it to him.

At the end, Hy said he had no concerns whatsoever about Josh and that he could see him as his son-in-law. 

Hi again Hy.  HI HI HI!

Josh and Andi made some loud kissing noises, too, but it was okay because I just imagined that it was Josh my hubby and me so it didn't bother me at all.

And then the Meet the Parents segment was over.  It felt like Speed Dating or something.  No joke.  

Josh got the first date of the Last Dates.  She took him on a yacht.  I think what I like most about Josh is that he doesn't say stupid cheesy things.  For example, instead of Our love is like the yacht on the water, sailing over the waves of ups and downs and swirls of white foam, he says, I love her and I want to marry her and let's get on with it already.

Andi kept thinking that it's too good to be true.  But Josh kept reassuring her and saying nothing could change his feelings . . . that the love he feels for her will last forever even past the puppy love phase.

And then he presented her with a baseball card of her very own (he designed it and everything) with all of these stats about her and him and all this stuff which was adorable.  It captured their relationship -- the romance, the humor, fun facts, etc.  He even wrote "Husband Josh Has Never Missed A Day Saying He Loves Her."


Josh had me at baseball.

Then it was Nick's turn.

They went off-roading in a jeep.  Which meant their heads bounced around a lot.  And I could be completely wrong, and feel free to tell me, but didn't Andi and Juan Pablo go off-roading?

They drove to a secret lagoon.  And for whatever reason, Andi thinks Nick makes her feel sexy.  

I do not get it.

Does she need to see Nick and Josh side by side, perhaps?

Do you get it?  Because I do not.

Then Nick said, and I quote, 

"She needs to find a way to let me know if she can spend the rest of her life with me.  If I don't know it's me, we are not getting engaged."

Oh.  Well.  Isn't he special?

And then he mentioned Josh.  Not to Andi, but to the camera.  And I'd like to just mention here that Josh never once mentioned Nick.  I don't think Josh cares one iota about Nick, or cares one anything about Nick, or even thinks about Nick.

So Nick thinking about Josh???  


Nick should only be thinking of Andi.

Then he basically told Andi he didn't want to be wondering about it . . . and Andi told him to turn off his brain (yes, he needs to turn off his brain and his mouth, stop talking already!) and he followed up with keeping his fist in front of his face and mumbling answers to her.

He is just so annoying to me.

But then she told him, "It will be alright."

And then he said, "I feel confident it's us."  And she said, "You should be."

So now Nick felt like it was a slam dunk and he's the one and he can't wait to go grocery shopping with her.  He gave her a necklace with sand in it.  I think the sand was significant, but by that time, I was over him.  Let's just say this.  I did not faint nor ask the hubby for a vial of sand.

Sand is messy.

Again, Nick compared himself to Josh by saying he can't believe that she could have any other connection as close as theirs with someone else.  

Which leads me to believe that Nick is in a competition and Josh just loves her.

The morning of "The Proposal" Andi walked out of her room in a short little nightie and robe.  

Gimme a break.  Where are your pajama bottoms and sweatshirt?  Get real.  Seriously?  Who wears a nightie like that?  And on TV?  Besides Eva Mendez on Desperate Housewives?

While Andi was gallivanting around in her nightie on the grassy lawn slope of her Dominican Republic compound, the boys were picking out rings with Neil Lane.

Josh picked out an amazing one that probably cost one million dollars that he does not have to pay for.

And then Andi knocked on Nick's door.  But it was edited in such a way that we thought Nick would be opening the door to Neil Lane.

IT WAS GREAT GASPING DRAMA.  As in, GASP! SHOCK! WHAT?  Andi is at Nick's door and it's not Neil Lane?

Chris Harrison had to interrupt the whole show at that point to poll some former bachelors and bachelorettes in the studio audience and get their take on it . . . Farmer Chris was just adorable and I am still waiting for someone to announce him as the New Bachelor.


And then one of the former bachelorettes stood up and said, "When are we going to find out who the new bachelor is?"  It was like she READ MY MIND.  And the studio audience chanted Chris Chris Chris and he turned bright red . . . But Chris Harrison wouldn't give it up.  Although he put his hand on Farmer Chris's shoulder and if we all use our context clues, I think it's safe to say that it's Farmer Chris.

But it was never said.  I am using context clues.  And I am inferencing.

After the commercial break, we returned to Andi visiting Nick in his room.

And Andi told him she woke up and didn't feel that something was right.  And she said she couldn't go through with it.

And you know what was kind of funny?  She didn't cry too much at the beginning of their conversation.  And she held it together pretty good considering she pretty much sobbed when she said goodbye to Marcus and Chris.

And then she talked about how everything was too deep between them and they had to analyze everything all of the time and she just wanted to have fun and relax . . . and she can't picture a whole life of analyzing every.single.thing.


So then Nick got mad, of course, and tried to blame her little nuances or looks or words on his perceived confidence and he wishes that she hadn't said or done certain things and she JUST TOOK IT TOO FAR.

AND THEN.  He wanted to know if it was because of them or if it was because of someone else.

There he goes again.

And she wouldn't really answer him, so there.  SO THERE.

They did not really have a nice, soft goodbye.  Not like with Farmer Chris.  

I appreciate the fact that she didn't have him go through with the whole limo, walking down to the edge of the shore, starting to get down on one knee, etc . . .

It rained, which was fitting, and Andi rode back in a car while Nick got busy throwing away all of his roses and pouting.  And I do feel bad for him because he got his heart broken, but he sat in the car with his mouth open for about seventeen miles.  Close your mouth.  You can be shocked without your mouth open.  Really.

I am shocked all of the time but I still manage to close my mouth unless I am talking or eating or drinking.

Nick was dumbfounded that she had feelings for Josh.  And he kept saying, I was so confident.  I just was, what is she doing, we had something, I thought this was it, this is hard to swallow . . . 

In other words, he was analyzing absolutely everything which was her point.

Back to the studio audience . . . Chris Harrison informed us that Nick has been repeatedly trying to get in touch with Andi and sit down with her and Andi has refused.

GOOD FOR HER.  What else can be said?  I am sure he just wants to get out his spreadsheets and notebooks and pens and paper and ANALYZE everything again.

FINALLY, we got to the END.  

JOSH AND ANDI!!!!  WOOHOOOOOO!!  People!!!  

Josh was sort of emotional which was really cute because we haven't really seen that side of him.

(As a side note, I was not a fan of Andi's hair . . . I don't know.  I am sure it is the new thing and I am an old stick in the mud who doesn't know what looks good, but I'm just saying.)

Josh said all this sweet stuff to her . . . I kind of got emotional.  I mean, people, he went ON AND ON.  He did not skip to the end or rush it or talk fast either.  He said all of the stuff that we all want to hear.

And then Andi said some stuff that made me wonder if she was going to leave him, too, but then she said she loved him and wanted to marry him and wanted to have his baby so Josh said her full name and asked her to marry him. 

Andi Jeannette Dorfman.  How cute is that?  Like, really?  How cute is that?  He knows her middle name.

It was a really sweet proposal.  

Josh was all sweaty.  The poor guy.  Just take your shirt off.  You'll feel better.

They are going to make cute babies.

After the proposal, they were so cute.  I mean, they were sick in love and lovey dovey and gross, the kind you would like to hate people for, but I just can't hate them.  Because they really seemed to be in love.  I can't explain it.

They just seem to go together.

I don't know.  I'm just happy because she picked my guy.  This doesn't happen all that much for me.

Anywho, then they had to let us know what's going on with Nick.  And he is not doing well and he is not over her.  They filmed him in a coffee shop and then again looking deeply into the water . . . he just can't let it go and he tried to see her before the finale. 

He wanted to tell her that Josh was not the right guy for her, that she was playing it safe, that she should think about who she picked.


It's called a break up.  She broke up with you and it's over.

Now we obviously know who the mysterious letter was from.  Nick was hoping the letter would be the start of something new and he thought things could change after the letter.

Was he hoping for a Molly, Melissa, Jason Situation?  I think not, ye creepy one.

So fast forward to After the Final Rose, and Nick was the first one in the hot seat.  (PS I thought Nick better watch out or Josh might decide to pop him one.)  Nick rehashed and reanalyzed the last day in the Dominican Republic.  Over and over again.

Nick got choked up and said that he spent a lot of time with Josh and he thinks he's a great guy with a huge heart and will not take Andi's love for granted.  So that was nice.  So maybe Josh wouldn't pop him one and that was just wishful thinking on my part.

Then Andi came out.

I just live for this stuff.

Nick tried to talk to her but it took him forever . . . there were a lot of pauses and silences . . . He loved her, he thought she loved him, he felt things, he thought she felt things, and when he watches the show back, the fact that they're broken up does not make sense to him.

She said she had a great relationship with him, but she didn't love him, wasn't in love with him, and never said she was.  And then she said she had a greater relationship with someone else.  It had nothing to do with Nick.  She just loves Josh.

And there you have it.  That's what I've said from the beginning of this stupid show when it was Alex and Trista and Amanda.  THAT LONG.

But oh no . . . Nick couldn't accept that.  Nope.

Here's what he said next.  Prepare yourselves.

Seriously.   Prepare yourselves.  Sit down.  If you're sitting down, stand up, then sit down again properly.


He said (AND IT WAS HEARD 'ROUND THE WORLD), "If you weren't in love with me, I'm just not sure why you made love with me."

HOLY CRAPPPPPPP.  Has this ever been said?  EVER?

Andi said, "That's kinda below the belt and it's private and should be kept private . . . but those things were real.  The way I looked at you and the things I said to you were real.  Your take might have been different."

And then he said, "I'm not trying to hit you below the belt . . . "

Andi said, "You already have."

Okay.  I was dying because I seriously thought they just got in their pjs on those nights and stayed up talking and had a slumber party.  But my hubby said I'm naive.  And now I am a little disgusted.


And poor Josh.  I was hoping he would pop him!  TWICE!

And Andi?  Well . . . oh well.  

So she kind of laid into Nick a little.  I think it boils down to Nick doesn't make love with girls all that often and it meant a lot to him and he doesn't see how she could have done that if it didn't mean the same to her.  Maybe he was calling her a tramp?  I don't know.

Josh came out next and they were so happy.  Because they both live in Atlanta (as in five minutes apart), they have been sneaking over to each other's houses and trying to see each other every day.

They have a cute banter-back-and-forth-thing going that just seems normal and natural.  Josh rubs her shoulders and her arms a lot.  I don't know what that's about, but I'm willing to give it a go.  ;)

Josh wants to have a wedding sooner than later and when Chris Harrison cleared up the pregnancy rumor (Andi is not pregnant), Josh said, "I'm TRYING" which was hilarious.  Although probably not appropriate for my naive ears.

Then they made fun of Andi's frown and brought out the famous Grumpy Cat.  Which was so funny.  And then Chris Harrison asked Andi to frown and say staaaahhppp and she was very obliging and did it.  I liked that she could make fun of herself.  

They never announced the next bachelor unless I missed it, but I am almost one hundred percent positive that it's Farmer Chris. 

And that was that.

The End.

Next week we've got Bachelor in Paradise, but I am making an executive decision and not keeping up with that series on the Talk About It Tuesday circuit because I start school and I really just want to sit back and enjoy the show with the rest of you.  I have never posted about that show so I am thinking you all will be okay with that and not hate me forever.


I said, RIGHT?


Five for Fraturday

It's Saturday.

And two weeks from Monday, the kids arrive.  At school.

I am mildly freaking out.  Just a little.  

But I haven't had one of my Back to School Nightmares where the kids band together and take over the classroom and I can't get out or get away and then my principal comes in to observe me while they run amuck.  There's that one and then I also always have one where I have been told I am moving to upper grade and I have less than a day to get the classroom ready and IT'S UPPER GRADE and I do not know what to do and I can't even the move the desks because they are GIGANTIC.

I think the reason I haven't had the Back to School Nightmares yet is because you have to sleep in order to have a nightmare.  And I'm not doing a good job of sleeping lately.  

See?  Just mildly freaking out.

This was my drink of choice.  Was being the key word.  I drank it instead of water.  I was convinced that if you cut me open, Coke Zero would come out.  I also enjoyed Cherry Coke Zero, as well.

And then one day, I just decided that I wasn't going to drink it anymore.  

Just. Like. That.

It has been six weeks.  Now I have tea or water (and the occasional glass of wine, of course!).   And I do not put any artificial sweetener or sweetener of any kind in my tea, either.

I KNOW.  WHO AM I?  I do not recognize myself.

I think you will still recognize me, though, because I haven't given up the coffee creamer I drink which, besides the artificial sweeteners that are in it, supposedly has chemicals, as well, according to something that showed up on my Facebook feed.  I didn't appreciate it.  

Who knew chemicals could taste so good?

So that is my one vice.  Coffee creamer in the morning.  And yes, I put coffee into the creamer.  I do not drink straight creamer.  Coffee can be a very light tan color.  It doesn't mean it's too much creamer. 

I haven't changed one thing in my food, though.  I say baby steps.  Baby steps and baby candy bars and Cheetoh puffs, that's what I say.

I am reading this book when I can't sleep.  And it is SO good.  I have been texting my "reader" friends and telling them to read it.  (I order my friends around.)  I need to talk to someone about it.  My hubby always obliges me when I am reading a good book and listens to me go on and on, but it is not the same as when someone else actually reads it and then we talk about it together.  


I can't put this book down, but I am also afraid I am reading it too fast and it will end.  That's the sign of a good book, if you ask me.  

I also think it should be a movie.


I think it goes without saying that you should NOT pin this.

I posted this on Instagram and had no words to say.

This is our spare room.  The work-out room.  My husband's office. As you can see, there is a futon with an egg crate (the futon is actually quite comfy with the egg crate on it, I must say, but I never have to sleep on it so who knows?) from when my family was visiting.  I have yet to put the egg crate away or situate the futon back into the Look This Is A Couch Of Some Sort and I Do Not Live In A Dorm So Let's Just Close The Door Now.

Look at all of the school prep I am doing.  The school prep has become my exercise now because I obviously cannot walk on the treadmill.  It is in use, can't you see?

I still have no words for what is going on in that room.

I just close the door.

I spent way too much time at our Instructional Resource Center yesterday.  I was laminating.  And cutting.  And then die-cutting.  Which means I don't even know how I am typing because my arm is about to fall off.

I am going to be blogging about this very soon.  I already did blog about this a long long long time ago, but I want to tell you a little more about it.

After everything I accomplished yesterday (I deemed it THE DAY OF ACCOMPLISHMENT DAY, I was most excited about the die cut project.

I am also going to blog about Gold Tags again this week.

I wrote my original post about it two years ago.  I still get comments on it.  There are over 140 comments.  !!!!!  And people message me on Facebook, and Instagram, and I get emails about it.

What the what?

So.  I am planning on a little UPDATE and WHAT NOW and A Parent Letter That Everyone Asks For But I Don't Have One Because I Just Talk About It At Back To School Night And I'm Lazy But I'm Going To Write One For You and DOES IT STILL WORK post.  It should be epic.

I'm just guessing.

And yes, Gold Tags still work.  Did you see the pocket on the left?  It matches my new borders!!  And who cares if I paid for shipping because our teacher supply store didn't have them?  Who cares if I spent way too much money on them?  THEY MATCH MY BORDERS!

And there you have it.

My week and what I'm planning to do for my next few blog posts.



Poster Making (and winners announced)

Hello there.

I am coming to you today with some very good news.  VERY GOOD NEWS.

It's all about making posters.  Haven't you always wanted to make a poster?  

Okay, me either.  Not really.  However, back when I had a PC, my friend, Christina, showed me a program called Hallmark Greetings and I was able to use that program to make a poster for my classroom.  I mainly made door posters.  I am all about posters for my door.

It might have something to do with the fact that we do not have hallways and it might also have a little something to do with the fact that I student taught in a school that was open concept which meant there was only one door and that was how you entered into the school building.  The rest of the classrooms were divided by bookcases and chalkboards and filing cabinets.  I did not have a door.  Instead, I had nearby veteran teachers eavesdropping on the disaster that I was at the tender age of oh my word, I'm student teaching and I am so excited, and I have learned all this new stuff that my master teacher doesn't know, and it would be so great to implement if only I could get the kids to listen to me.

Oh, and I do believe the bathrooms also had doors, but I'm not really sure because I don't believe I ever went.

Well, that little ditty sure took us on a detour, didn't it?

Okay, so then I got a Mac.  Which meant I couldn't use my Hallmark Greetings cd anymore to make posters.  So I cried.

So I went to the Genius Bar.  And guess what?  Those geniuses weren't really geniuses.  They just pretended they were by wearing their special t-shirts and calling themselves geniuses.

But they didn't know. 

Not the first, second, or sixth time I went there, either.

I finally found a program that I could download.  It may have been in a different language, but I got it figured out, and I convinced my husband it was safe to download, I wouldn't get a virus, get off my back, I have to make a door poster for the month of October, I need pumpkins and not apples anymore, DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, MISTER?

And it was fine, but it was a lot of steps.

A lot.

Fast forward oh, I don't know how many wasted years of Poster Making That Took Way Too Long, and the amazing Lyndsey Kuster tried to show me how to do it in Power Point.

And it worked.  And it was easy!  And I was so excited that I threw a little party for myself.  

Which means I yelled yahoooooo all by myself in my house and then made a poster of whatever I could think of to try it out.


My poster was grainy.  Blurry.  I thought I wasn't wearing my contacts, but I actually was wearing my contacts, which I found out when I went to get them out of the case and they were in my eyes.  It wasn't my vision, it was the poster.

I was frustrated.  BEYOND frustrated.  So I ate a candy bar.  Or two.  I don't know.  I lost count. 

Lyndsey was so sweet that she said she would make all of my posters for me.  That, right there, is Lyndsey.  And, as much as I wanted to sit on the couch and have someone feed me grapes while Lyndsey did all my work for me, I told her no.


I decided to use the downloadable program.  Last night.


I checked updates, disabled cookies, ate a cookie, got my husband involved (are you sure you should have downloaded this, it could be dangerous, you might get a virus, I don't think you should do this, I don't recommend this) and then I had a brainstorm.

I contacted Traci at Dragonflies in First.

Because, if you didn't know, she actually is a genius and should be working at the Genius Bar and she should be the BOSS. 

And guess what?

Traci knew how to do it.

Almost immediately.

It made me happy.  And then it made me sad for all of the wasted time I have spent making posters the super ridiculous hard way because I do not speak the language of the program that I downloaded and I don't even actually know if it is a human language.

You need to go see Traci's post {HERE} to find out exactly how easy it is to make a poster!

The only part Traci didn't go into was the whole You Have To Cut And Paste The Pieces Together thing.

Because, people, I am here to tell you, it is not easy.  THAT part is not easy.  No.  Nope.  SHAKE HEAD.

Uh, yeah.  Those are mistakes.  And it's not showing the ones from last night that are already in the trash.  These are just today's mistakes.  

I also caution against trying to glue your poster together on the carpet at the top of the stairs because dog hair will get in the glue and ruin your poster.

I am telling you, I printed this dumb poster so many times that I ran out of ink.  That is what I am telling you.  !!!!!

I thought I had finally driven myself absolutely crazy.  And then I was super worried about being put in one of those straight jacket things because I talk with my hands and I use really big gestures (like I have knocked over too many glasses of wine to count, as well as accidentally hit people) so being restricted by a straight jacket might actually kill me.  You'd be worried, too.

Here's what I learned.

When you go to Traci's post, she mentions this thing called overlap.  And she says it's your personal preference.  

I tried everything.  And it turns out I like .10 overlap.  Which is a millimeter.  Or ten.  Or whatever.  I don't know.  My husband told me.  I tried .005, .006 and so on.  But I like .10.  That's my personal preference.

I love it.  This is for my door.  I am in love with it.

But I don't stop here.  Oh no.  That would be crazy, right?  To just stop here?

I glue it onto construction paper.  I order special paper from Office Depot.  See, once the poster is put together, it's 17x22.  And Office Depot sells construction paper that is 18x24.

Yeah, buddy.

But you don't have to buy that.  You could take two pieces of construction paper and put them together.

Either way works.

And then you laminate.

The End.

Thank you so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so much, Traci!!!!

I am off to make more posters.  I think I am going to get really good at this.


Don't you think?


In the meantime, I have 3 winners from my Write Happy Comments post!

Stacey Evans, Sue Lattea, and Miss Coffey!  Check your email, girls!

Thank you so much to everyone for all of your happy comments.  I read every single one and they really cheered me up!  :)


Talk About It Tuesday

Here we gooooooooo . . . 
The Men Tell All.

Actually, first, there was a visit from Ashley and J.P.

It was fine.  And it was . . .  well, I'm just going to say it.  It was weird.  Ashley is pregnant so they decided to have a live ultra sound.  As in, an ultrasound on LIVE TV.  Although I am sure it was recorded earlier in the day.  Or even earlier than that.  What do I know?

I don't know.  I think it was supposed to be a special moment so maybe I wasn't supposed to be designing a classroom poster while I was watching.  Maybe it would have been more meaningful to me then.

What I do know is that I don't know what any of that was about.

Anywho, they are having a boy.  And I think they're naming him Harrison, although that might have been a joke.  But it's a good name.  I dig it.

I was way more into the Bachelor Pad in Paradise preview, let me tell you.  Holy moly, there is blood and an ambulance and crying and then some guy is in handcuffs!!!!  As in, he was probably being arrested, although now that I think about it, it could just has easily have been handcuffs for some other reason of which we will not go into, seeing as how this is a teaching blog.  Ahem.

Finally, after about a half an hour of everything that had absolutely nothing to do with The Men Tell All, they finally introduced the men.  And each one was wearing a scarf which was hilarious.  I love a good funny joke.

They sure did wear a lot of stupid scarves this season, didn't they?  Or, actually, the scarves weren't stupid.  It's just that some of the boys looked stupid whilst wearing one.

They re-hashed the whole what did Andrew say when Andi gave Ron a rose and was it a racist comment or was it completely innocent . . . it was very uncomfortable, especially when Andrew mistakenly called Marquel, Ron.

Oh man.  No.

Then JJ, the guy who said Andrew said the comment, got a lot of heat because apparently he stirred the pot a lot instead of being a man and going right up to the person that said it and confronting him.

Which, if we're being clear, is pretty much what it's like when you're a girl and drama ensues.  Am I right?  I think so.  Or maybe that's just me.  Although, I am not a pot stirrer.  I'm talking about my inability to confront anyone.  

Except for that one time that I . . . well, I think there was this time when I . . . 

No.  I don't confront people.  It runs in my family.

The men rehashed this whole thing for a very long period of time.  Apologies were made and maybe accepted . . . I'm really not sure.

We went to commercial and when it came back on, JJ interrupted the whole flow of everything by trying to stand up for himself and apologize, although he didn't do a very good job of it because he ended up saying I really don't care.  So Coach Brian said it wasn't a good apology and then JJ said, well, I just needed to get it off my chest.

Let me put it this way.  JJ FAILED.

Marquel sat in the hot seat.  They talked about the Friend Zone and Marquel's emotional exit.  And cookies.  Marquel is going to be on the Bachelor Paradise Pad so he will be just fine.  Unless he is the one arrested, and then maybe not.  He passed out cookies to the audience which really made me want to be there.  I can always eat a cookie.  Unless it has raisins in it.  Then I can't.  


Marcus was up next.  Looking back at his footage was hard for me.  Because that poor guy was just too desperate.  Mr. Desperado.  Why didn't I nickname him that a long time ago?  Darn it.  I hate when I get my good ideas and it's too late.

The audience awwwwwed and showed pouty faces.  Marcus had a lot of fans.  I was bewildered.

Marcus said he still had a lot of unanswered questions about what happened . . . 

Let me help you out there, Mr. Desperado.  You loved her, but she loved someone else.  


And, apparently, he is over her because he, too, will be joining all of the other single people in Paradise.  Bachelor Paradise, that is.

Next up was Farmer Chris.  I still love that guy and I do not want him to end up in Paradise.  I need him to be the next bachelor.  Maybe he'll bring some class to this whole thing and not make me feel ashamed about watching all of this!

Chris and Chris chit chatted for awhile and I sat on the edge of my mattress waiting for the announcement that we have our new bachelor.

HOWEVER, some random chick from the studio audience interrupted both of them and yelled out and asked to meet Farmer Chris and they (the powers that be? Harrison?) allowed her to come down to the stage (she didn't have a microphone) as if it was a free for all.  THAT'S how easy it is?  You just have to yell out in a rude manner disguised as cute and flirty?

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?  I think I need to get tickets to the next studio audience . . . and I could even bring my own microphone.  That would be helpful and very sweet of me, I think.

Andi came out next.  She sang Farmer Chris'sssss praises and loved that he was such a gentleman.  

Chris Harrison had the lie detector test results that Andi threw away.  He had copies.

Three men lied:  Marcus (he lied about having slept with fewer than 20 women) !!!!!!!!!!! , Dylan (he lied about preferring brunettes and he lied about being ready for marriage) and JOSH.

Josh lied.

Oh no.  No, no, no, no, no, not my Joshie!  {Insert emoji with a horrified look on one's face} There was a big ole debate about whether or not she should know Josh's lies . . . but then a bunch of the guys told her not to find out, to trust the process, etc.  So she chose not to know.  

But I kind of want to know.  I think I need to know.  I think I will not be sleeping from now on while I wonder what Josh lied about.

Then they showed bloopers which were fun and silly.  I always love the bloopers.  The bloopers make me want my own reality TV show.  Or even a sitcom.

Last, they reviewed the romance between Josh and Andi, and then between Nick and Andi.

Josh's romance -- whoa.  Josh is confident.  He is always touching her and loving on her and looking at her . . . 

Nick's romance -- it's a lot of talking.  They touch a lot, too, but Josh just seems more confident in his feelings, whereas Nick almost seems . . . I don't know.

I am just not a Nick fan.  I think we all know that.

And there you have it.  The Men Tell All.

So now we wait one week to find out who Andi picks.  And then it will be over.  And we can move on with our lives.

And with Bachelor in Paradise, obviously.  I mean, come on now.  We have to watch that.  I don't know if I can talk about it, though.  I am on the fence on that one!

Thanks so much for all the happy comments on my post yesterday!  You all have great things going on right now and it is awesome reading all of them.  It seriously made me feel better!  :)  Plus an evening with The Bachelorette always soothes the soul is what I always say.

I'm not picking winners until Wednesday so be sure to click {HERE} and enter!  :)


Blogging Mojo (Giveaway)

For a minute there, I felt like I had lost my blogging mojo.

Granted, it's only been two days since I last blogged, but still.  

I was worried.

We had a bit of a rough weekend.  My husband's friend/coworker/mentor lost his battle with a rare form of leukemia and we attended the memorial service on Saturday.  It was a really great service and we saw some friends we hadn't seen in a very long time.  But it was still a memorial service.  Which means it was sad.

Fortunately, my hubby was able to help him cross some things off of his bucket list in the months leading up to this so that was really good.  But it's still just very sad.

Hug your loved ones.  Tell them you love them.

We're happy to know we will see our friend again one day in Heaven.

But, even still, I feel like I've been down in the dumps because of it and it's time to get up.  Get moving.

And I need a little bit of happy right now.


Let's have a giveaway, shall we!?

Leave me a *happy* comment with your email address and I'll pick 3 winners to choose anything you want from my store.  I'll announce the winners on Wednesday!

Don't forget!  Tonight, The Men Tell All!!!  Woohoo!


Vegas Part 3

Happy Friday!

Okay, we are onto Part 3.   This should wrap it up!

Let's all cross our fingers . . . 

After my morning sessions at the TpT Conference, a huge group of us went out to lunch.  I shared gnocchi and some sort of ravioli with Hadar and it was absolutely delicious, so delicious, as a matter of fact, that I took the hubby back the next day.  That's saying something.

And then it was time for HADAR TO PRESENT!  Yes, she was a presenter and her session was all about Beginning Blogging.  And it was absolutely amazing.  Here's why:

1)  I'm not a beginning blogger but I learned some stuff!  I was actually kind of looking at Hadar like excuse me, why have you not shared this information with me and where have I been for the last three years?  However, I'm pretty sure she thought I knew most of it already.  But I didn't.

I think reality TV and wine distracts me.  As well as people.  And chocolate.  And possibly this thing I have called a real job wherein I supposedly foster the young minds of children for the future.  Please don't be too alarmed.  I am currently on summer vacation so it's not your child.  Rest easy.

2)  Hadar was brilliant.  Seriously.  A million people came up to her and basically said she saved their lives.

3)  I was first in line.

4)  She gave away a TON of stuff, including blog designs and make overs and clip art and all that other good stuff.  I ran around the room passing out some of the stuff to the winners which was extremely fun because it looked as if I was important.

Next, we went to Mel D.'s Pinterest Presentation.

And, it turns out, I was in the wrong session because Mel's session was actually for ADVANCED pinners and I am basically what you might call . . . oh, um . . . what's the word?


So that was embarrassing because I knew absolutely nothing.  I mean, nothing.  I mean, less than nothing.

I have a lot of work to do.  Let's just say that.  And let's not anyone go up and click on my little Pinterest flag, either.  Thankyouverymuch.

After the last session, TpT hosted a Happy Hour.

And it was HAPPY!  I am telling you, we started the day with tears and standing ovations and feeling all emotional and we ended the day with wine and music and photo booths and tattoos!  Yes, tattoos!  

I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF IT.  I feel that every school day should end the same way.  Don't you?   

I met a ton of people because of the mysterious Kim at Finding Joy in 6th Grade.  She had left Hadar and me each a notecard with a Starbucks gift card inside, saying how much she loved seeing us in person at Hadar's session . . . except she never introduced herself!  And I have no clue what she looks like so I was going around the entire room asking groups of people if they knew her or had seen her or could someone tell me where she was.

Several people told me to get on the microphone which is exactly what I wanted to do, but I refrained.

I can control myself sometimes.

I never found her.

It's like she's a ghost.  Or an angel.  Most likely an angel because she literally has a heart of gold.  Really.  I'm not kidding.  

After I gave up my search party, I just had fun.  I took pictures of people, with people, near people, in the photo booth, outside the photo booth . . . I talked and talked and talked and listened a little, too!

I had the best time!

These are only a few of the pics and they're from all of the events, not just the happy hour:

My journey has been blessed with the most beautiful friends.  They are what make this entire blogging/TpT/Facebook/Instagram/Pinterest/Thing what it is.  There is no other way to say it.  I am so blessed because of the friends I have made along the way.

I shared this picture last week:

Just a reminder, that's Paul, the founder of TpT.  I think he hugged every single person that was there.  He said he owed us each a hug.

I told him how much TpT meant to me.  And, although I have become a better teacher because of TpT, I will always just be grateful for the platform it gave me to help raise money for my student who has brain cancer.  And if it all went away tomorrow, I am just so absolutely thankful that I was able to do one small thing for Jon when I felt completely helpless.

That is what I said to Paul.

And there you have it.  Vegas.  2014.

Until next year . . .


Vegas Part 2

Alright.  Here we go.  Part Two!

Thursday morning I was supposed to meet some friends at the pool.  We were going to have a repeat of last year, except we didn't exactly book a cabana.  We were just going to wing it and call it a day.

But guess what?


In Vegas.

I know, I didn't believe it either so I had to go to the window of my hotel room and check for myself.  I often do this, much to the chagrin of my husband who says he's not lying to me and that I can believe him.  I'd like to point out that I do, in fact, believe him, but I'm so incredulous that I can't help but see for myself.  I just can't help it.  It cannot be helped.

Shoulder shrug.

And sure enough, not only was it raining, but I had a view of two of the pools and no one was there.  NO ONE.  As in, the pool was CLOSED.


So after a lot of texting, we met outside the Public House which became our meeting place the whole week.  It was a landmark.  I could find it no matter where I was and I am extremely proud of myself for this because the Venetian is practically a city unto itself.  The danger of getting lost was always lurking.

We decided to go to I {HEART} Burgers for lunch and we planned to meet up with my bestie, Hadar, as well as Traci and Annie.

Except, we got lost.

For real.

So we stopped to take a picture.  We thought it might come in handy.  You know, in case the authorities needed to be called or we needed a LAST SEEN HERE picture.  But where were we?  Because I sure don't know.

Please look at my T-shirt.

It says, "I Know You From The Internet."

Feel free to leave a comment about hilarious it is.  Consider the circumstances and events surrounding my week in Vegas.  I bought an extra one and gave it away, but the winner said it wouldn't fit her, so I let Mel D. give it away at her TpT presentation.  I'm telling you, this T-shirt is the gift that keeps on giving. 

We finally found I {Heart} Burgers after an hour or two and then we had DEE-LICIOUS food.  The french fries were TO DIE FOR.

Next, I worked in the Freebielicious booth again and met some great people, including Terri from Kinder Kapers.

Hadar, Terri, me

Terri leaves great comments on my blog ALL THE TIME.  She is super supportive.  It was so neat to meet her in real life!

That night, Hadar and I went out with our boys.  We had a great time.  :)  You should read Angela's comment on yesterday's post to see what she was up to when she saw us on our way out.  



I was not looking forward to waking up so early, but thank goodness I DID.

The keynote address was amazing.  I can't explain it.  There were 800 something teachers in the room and Amy, Paul, and John (all from TpT) and Deanna Jump completely validated all of us and what we do, including our drive, intensity, passion, creativity, love, hard work, effort, and dreams for the future in our personal lives, as well as our professional lives.  

I found myself wanting to cry and I was sitting there thinking, what is this emotion?  I don't get emotional.  What in the world is wrong with me?  

And then I looked around and there wasn't a dry eye in the house so then I felt better because you know I'm always worried about ending up in the looney bin.  I also thought how amazing it was that God knew that I would be sitting in that room, that He knew the journey that I would take to end up sitting in that room, and how blessed I am because of all of it.

So I let myself cry a little.

And then I went to all of my TpT sessions and was further inspired and motivated and ready to act like a football player before the big game, yelling "YEAH!  LET'S DO THIS, PEOPLE!  LET'S GO!"  Except there wasn't one of those big banners for me to run through which was a bit of a disappointment so I may send an email to Paul and Amy and see if we can get one for next year.

I attended Tammy and Christy's session first.

I borrowed this picture from their blog.  I figured it was okay
because 1) we're friends and 2) it's a selfie and I'm in it.
You may not be able to see me but I'm in there.

They were awesome.  LOVE them.  To death.

Then I went to the Blogging Panel.   

The blogging panelists got to sit behind a table, much like the judges on American Idol, and they passed a microphone back and forth.  And there were five of them:  Greg, Elizabeth, Cara, Deedee, and Erica.  They were great.  It was super fun and free flowing because Amy from TpT walked around with a microphone.  It was much like Oprah in her studio audience.


The highlight for me was when Deedee shouted out my blog.  Actually, first, she said, "I see Teeny sitting right there" and then she said some other stuff, but I was in my head thinking, "Did she just say Teeny?"  

By the way, it's a little weird that being called Teeny seems normal now . . . 

So I was all up in my head thinking I couldn't believe that Deedee just said something nice about my blog, and then I heard Cara say something about it, and then the next thing I knew, Hadar was elbowing me and telling me to stand up because apparently they told me to.

So I did.

I generally do what I am told.

Deedee and me

Cara and me
You know how on yesterday's post, I talked about how I hugged Cara's face, rather than her person?
Well, is it just me, or does it look like I am hugging her hair this time?
I am actually afraid that I am hurting her . . . 
And I also look like I might eat her . . . 
Oh boy . . .


That's all for today.

We're halfway through the conference and almost to Happy Hour.

I will write Part 3 tomorrow.

Until then . . . 

I will be watching Big Brother and hoping the House votes out Devon.

At the end of the day, he has GOT to go!

Just saying.