Too much turkey. I WISH I could say that I had eaten too much turkey. On whole wheat with sprouts and vegetables and good stuff. But I didn’t. The hubby asked for McDonald’s and seeing as how he went through something that our boy dog, Foster, never forgave us for, I indulged him. I figured he deserved some high cholesterol and sodium after going through this for the SECOND time. But why did I need the calories that come from the yummy goodness inside of a carton called French Fries? . . . Hmmm. Let me think about this and I will get back to you.
I have a Library problem. In that, I don’t take my whole class when it is our time to go. Instead, I have a parent volunteer that shows up during our Library time and I send a few kids at a time to go over there and exchange AR books. I tell myself that I do this because I do not want to stop teaching and there is just too much learning and what-not going on in my classroom to stop and take the whole class over there. But this is a big fat lie. BIGFATLIE.
I’m afraid of our librarian. And I’m not the only one.
She is nice enough. I have given her gift cards for letting me use the library stage for my end of the year play. Yes. She lets me. It’s her library, after all.
I think it’s hard to visit a school library, I mean, a CHILDREN’S library, when the person running the whole thing would rather not have the children touch the books. Much less look at them.
So, rather than protecting my kids, I hide out in my room every Tuesday. They’re on their own. I don’t need to borrow any books. They do. So . . . good luck with that.
The rest of us need to stay busy while we wait our turn. I didn’t think we would need to stay busy because I have the best class ever but, as it turns out, we do. Give your kids 25 minutes of “free time” and see what happens. I dare you.
So every Tuesday, I come up with SOMETHING to keep our brains fired up (and off the fear of “Oh no, it’s my turn now!” or “Did so-and-so come back alive? With a new book? Or does she owe a fine?” It seems we always owe a fine). Here’s what we’re going to do this Tuesday.
So this is why I titled my post “Too Much Turkey”. I feel like I am on a show for the Food Network and this is all I’m talking about, day after day. Enough with the turkey! Show me how to make some pasta! (You’re right, you’re right. I do NOT cook. But I watch the Food Network so that I can place orders with my husband. And because I love food. And Giada.) I will try to come back this week without one turkey lurking anywhere. Believe me, I know how you feel.
Has anyone figured out a reason why I ate McDonald’s? Why, oh why? Right after I told my cardiologist I barely ever eat fast food? I feel bad. In more ways than one because I feel guilty AND I think ole Mickey Dee is rebelling (which is quite rude because I didn’t do anything).
Well, if you’d like to play Roll the Dice and you don’t mind the sound of 30 dice clickety clacking all over the desks and/or you have quiet dice and/or you put the dice in a container and/or you are smarter than me in another way, just click the picture to download.
I leave you with four questions.
1. Why did I eat McDonalds???
2. What’s your librarian like?
3. How do you manage your dice?
4. Did anyone watch Grey’s Anatomy?