Music Monday on Wednesday

I know that it's been a long time since I've written anything of substance. I have been so busy that I can't even see straight. Apparently being grade level chair, the contact for our school for the union, beginning an intervention program, and not starting your Christmas shopping yet takes a toll on your stress level. So, I'm trying to get the Music Mondays in at least. Sigh... This one you'll like...


Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

[Guitar Solo]

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let me go (Will not let you go)
Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
Let me go, o, o, o, o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar Solo]

(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...

Queen- Bohemian Rhapsody

Music Monday on Thursday

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
The husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

~Nirvana- Where Did You Sleep Last Night

Tuesday Tunage

I know it's been a REALLY long time since I've posted. I've been so busy that I barely know whether I'm coming or going. What have I been up to you ask? A bulleted list for your reading pleasure:

• Mexico trip
• Canada trip (2 days after we got home from Mexico, but, more on that later.)
• new gutters on the house (WE put them on.)
• grade level chair person
• photography zero hour
• union rep
• RTI book club
• planning the Halloween costume
• trying to reclaim my house and laundry after two back to back vacations
• grading every assessment known to man

There is more, but I seriously don't want to bore you to death. I'm already bored to death and I did all of those things. Sigh. But, one fun thing I did last weekend was go to a radio station listener party. The local rock station morning show had a "hooray we've been on the air for 10 years" party at the Snoqualmie Casino. Our friend Jason wanted everyone to get together and meet up there so we all did. It was actually more fun than I thought it would be. I'm not a big fan of this particular morning show, although I do listen occasionally. The whole group was there signing autographs and such. Ed kept trying to get me to let one of them sign my "rack" but, I'm really not that kind of girl. I don't like any of them enough to let them partially see the girls let alone get close enough to write on them with Sharpie.

They had the lead singers of two local bands, Windowpane and Counterfist, play a few songs acoustically. I must say, I have a new favorite band in Counterfist. They sound a little like Tool and I just really have mad respect for anyone who can sing "Hey Man Nice Shot" by Filter, acoustically. Yeah. He did this. AH-MAY-ZING. So anyhow, here's a REALLY bad YouTube video of them playing somewhere in Seattle. And, it's not even the song that I'm posting today. I couldn't find them singing it anywhere.

Sound Wreck

I started with you in mind your image your voice your words my nerve comes apart as I write and the absence is hardly enough this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain and starting to decay my love is this one as unique as the beast that I try to describe is this reproduction only if it comes from inside this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain and starting to decay my love I started with truth in mind the negative always came through starving this chance to rewind and convey to you this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain starting to decay my love

George of Counterfist is on the left. He looks very much like our friend Joe.

Counterfist is playing at the Showbox Sodo with Floater on Halloween. If you can, I'd recommend going to see them.

Calle Ocho

Dudes.

I just returned from Mexico. I'm having a tiny bit of culture shock. Can I just say that I DID NOT WANT TO COME HOME????

I didn't. It's bad.

So, instead of blogging about the vaca (which was FANTASTIC by the way) I'm going to do this week's installment of Music Monday. On Wednesday.

I danced my ass off to this song in the hotel bar. Ahhh... Mexico, Mexico, where for art thou, Mexico?





Haha
Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix,
you know that S 75 Street Brazil?
Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,

Que ola cata, Que ola omega
and this how we gon do it

Dale,
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

(Hahaha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 1:]
6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,
Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,
R.I.P uh, big and pac,
That he's not, but damn he's hot,
label flop but Pit wont stop,
got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?)
watch him make a movie like Albert Hitchcock, Enjoy

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 2:]
Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,
look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,
305 thats what it is,
with a woman down ya s*** dont play games,
they up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang
and they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on,
all night long (Dale)

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro

[Verse 3:]
Baby you can get it, if you wit it we can play,
baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,
even got a king size mattress we can lay,
baby I dont care, I dont care, what they say

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

GAH!

Dear Internets,


Hello. How are you? Remember me?

Yes I know it's been AGES since I posted, but, a few things have been happening in my life. One is that I FINALLY got over turning forty. I don't like it, but, I'm over it.

The other thing that's happened is that school has started again. I'm a busy girl, yo so you get highlights:

• VERY cute kids!
• parents are a little on the neurotic side, but, good.
• very diverse group of kids.
• did I mention cute?
• got to move in to the building this year so no more portable stink! (Yippee!)
• My teaching partner is 'da bomb.
• I get to teach what I love.
• Tina is in the same unit with my teaching partner and I!

So far, it's been a really great start to the year. I am grade level chair, which means I go to meetings and bring info back to them. This is not a comfortable position for me to be in as I don't like telling adults what to do and I'm a little uncomfortable with my grade level right now. Nothing I will divulge here, but, let's just say there are issues.

Sigh.

It's a good start.

A Very Special Music Monday... (On Wednesday)

Oh, Internets... It's been a rough week here at Amy's Annotations.

I had my 18th wedding anniversary and while that was a happy occasion, I also had a birthday. And, Internets, this was a big one. It was the big FOUR OH. (It needs to be capitalized because it is so big.)

All year long, I've been anticipating this birthday because for me it's kind of one of those milestones where you say, "OK. I'm 40. There are just things that I am not going to do now."

There are regrets, yes. I wish I'd had children. I wish I'd lost weight. I wish, I wish I wish.

40 just seems like the age where some things just stop. Like there's a line that's drawn that tells you that you can't cross it. You know, like those height limits on the rides at the amusement parks? The ones that say, "YOU MUST BE THIS HIGH TO RIDE THIS RIDE?" My line says, "YOU MUST NOT BE OVER 40 TO..." whatever the activity may be.

I know you're saying it's my mind block. And it is. I just thought I'd have done more of the things that I'm regretting I didn't do right now.

But, this post wasn't supposed to be me wallowing to all y'all. It was really to thank those close friends of mine who get it and who love me.

Thanks to you ALL. Lots of love and kisses to you... (you know who you are! :-))


We all have a weakness
Some of ours are easier to identify
Look me in the eye
And ask for forgiveness
We'll make a pact to never speak
That word again, yes, you are my friend
We all have something that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
We all have a sickness
That cleverly attaches and multiplies
No matter how we try
We all have someone that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when sickness turns my ego up
I know you'll act as a clever medicine
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
Oh, each other when everything else is gone
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
Oh, each other, sing this song, when everything else is gone
Oh, each other, when everything else is gone
~Dig, Incubus

Music Monday

So today I have been married to my dear husband (DH for short) for 18 years. Can you believe it? Am I old enough to be married for 18 years???

So, in honor of our 18th anniversary, I bring you a very special Music Monday. Today's song is the song that he gave me a pearl Black Hills Gold ring at my senior prom. It is also the first song we danced to at our wedding. And it is the song playing in the background of our wedding video. I LOVE this song...


I would do anything
to hold on to you
that's just about anything
until you pull through

I'd hold on to you
til the stars no longer wink
I'd hold on to you
til you figure out
just what to think,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

I would go anywhere
to meet up with you
that's just about anywhere
for one rendezvous

I'd hold on to you
until the mountains crumble flat
I'd hold on to you
until the figure out
just where you're at,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

yeah
I would do anything
to hold on to you
that's just about anything
that you want me to

I'd hold on to you
until you take it all in stride
I'd hold on to you
til you want to stay here
by my side,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

~Ric Ocasek, Emotion in Motion

A Rush Meme

It's been a while since we had a meme around these parts. I swiped this one from Badger.

Here are the rules:Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Try not to repeat a song title.

Are you Male or Female?
Cinderella Man

Describe Yourself:
Freewill

How Do You Feel?
Finding My Way

Where Do You Live?
Subdivisions

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Twilight Zone

Favorite Form Of Transportation?
Red Barchetta

Your Best Friend?
The Main Monkey Business

Describe you and your best friends:
Making Memories

Describe The Weather:
The Way the Wind Blows

Your Favorite Time of Day:
Fly By Night

If they made a TV show of your life, what would they call it?
Heart Full of Soul

What is life to you?
Mystic Rhythms

Describe an ex-relationship:
The Enemy Within

Describe your current relationship:
Closer to the Heart

Describe your job:
Kid Gloves

Your Fear?
Limelight

How would you like to die?
Between the Wheels

What is the state of your soul right now?
Workin' Them Angels

Best Advice?
Good News First

Thought Of The Day:
Something for Nothing

Motto:
Take a Friend

A Sneak Peek

Well, it's not really a "peek" per se, but, an update.

On the garden porn.

Did you already forget?

No pictures yet, but, I do have my tomatoes, strawberries, peppers, and zucchini planted. My garden space is HUGE and I have been having some anxiety about trying to fill it. So I bought a book called "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Gardening". And while I knew a ton already of what was in the book, the part about how to organize your garden was the thing for me.

*Deep Sigh*

I don't have to fill my garden with all sorts of things that I don't want to grow. Or eat. Or freeze. I can grow what I want! Hooray!

Ed's only input to the garden was that the rows needed to be wide enough to fit the rototiller through. Even better! That takes up a ton of space that I don't have to plant stuff!!

More tomorrow!

Garden Porn

Badger sometimes does a post of how her garden is doing. I am stealing her idea and now Amy's Annotations will have a weekly installment of "Garden Porn".

Tonight it is not happening.

I just got my plants.

I know. It's late. Shoot me.

Just stay tuned.

Music Monday

Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye

I didn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared

Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school

But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking a test
I took two to the chest

Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing

Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I don't really know this kid
Even though I sit by him in class

Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was I know it's because

We are, We are, the youth of the nation

Little Suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the world
With every chance to excel

Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself

She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces

Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better

Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool

He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide

It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then

You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat

We are, We are the youth of the nation

Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain

That I feel inside, I'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind

I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know

There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists

We are, We are the youth of the nation

~POD, "Youth of the Nation"

Panic

I'm feeling a tad panicked, Internets...

You see, I'm out of school for the summer. This in itself is an awesome thing. I love sleeping until 7:00 and getting MY projects done around the house. Which, by the way, has been clean for days in a row. I KNOW! Can you believe it???

Here's my panic...

I have too many projects. Seriously. I do. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed about it. I need to:

• plant my plants in the garden.
• I need to water the plants I have.
• I have two decks to stain,
• a wood pile to stack (this wood pile? It's probably 30 feet long and over 6 feet high.),
• a back hall and guest bathroom to finish,
• an office to clean and organize,
• a stone sidewalk to take up,
• a patio to plan along with replacing the stone sidewalk I need to take up,
• lawns to mow ( a weekly chore),
• a kitchen to replace (Ed's dragging his feet),
• plus two more vacations to get ready for, and demobe from.
• AND I'm turning 40.

I'm feeling overwhelmed. Can you see why?

I'm supposed to have slave labor because Sal wants a cell phone. Apparently he doesn't want it bad enough because he's not beating down the door to come and work.

And then there's the overwhelming desire to do the things I want to do. Like:

• finish the scrap book of our Jessie pictures.
• read, read, read
• meet and have lunch with my friends
• put music on my iPod
• play in my flower beds
• sit and have a beer with my husband

And I also have this fear that my summer will turn into a work session instead of a "life". I don't want to spend my summer working 24/7. I want to enjoy it, too. And I guess that I just am having trouble with the balancing act of it all.

I Would Like a Desk of Cheeze-its Please

So, as some of you know, I've been getting some slave labor from my nephew. He wants a cell phone and his mom and step-dad have told him that they would buy the cell phone for his 8th grade graduation if he can pay for half the monthly bill. The catch is that he is not allowed to use money that he gets as gifts and such. They want him to WORK for the money.

AND he has to have five months of the bill ahead of time. My sister figures that the monthly bill will be about $4o.oo a month so that means Sal needs to have $100.00 saved up before they'll even purchase the phone. So, Sal has been working for me for $5.00 an hour stacking my monstrous wood pile. I love it. I'm not so sure Sal does!

So, I've been able to spend some time with Sal stacking wood and just talking to him. He's a pretty funny kid. He, all of a sudden, is liking the old 80's bands. And when I asked him about liking 50 cent and Akon (sp?), he said, "Auntie, that was when I was a douche bag."

OH! OK then.

So I find out he really loves the show Family Guy. He was talking about an episode where the dad was a personal shopper. He had me laughing so hard I nearly peed myself. I thought I'd share it with y'all...

Look here to see the clip.

Music Monday

I've been thinking a lot about perceptions of people and who I think they are. Sometimes it bites me in the ass because I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. It really pisses me off when I get burned. Here's this week's installment...

Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be
Have you no shame?
Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled

Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending

But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask
Where will you hide?
I can't find yourself
Lost in your lie

I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore

It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
And somehow now you're everybody's fool

~Evanescence, "Everbody's Fool"

My Dearest Tinsey

Dear Sal,

I can't believe that yesterday you "graduated" from Middle School. Oh, I know... Mr. Newell said that you guys weren't "graduating". He said that a graduation is an "end" to something. He said that your class wasn't ending their schooling career. They were beginning their high school one.

Whatever. You've graduated from Middle School. I don't care what Mr. Newell says.

You were born almost 14 years ago. I remember. Well, duh, I'm Auntie. I should remember. Munka called me from the hospital and told me I better get there. You were on the way. I was coming from Redmond and I'd missed both Robert (I was working at school) and Bradly (Auntie Yaya practically had him in the car he was so fast) and I didn't want to miss you.

Munka, of course, was lying. You weren't even close yet. She just wanted me to think that you were so that I could leave work and be sure to be there.

I remember your dad coming out of the room after you were born. The first thing he said was, "Omigod! It's a boy! He has HUGE feet!" And then ran back into the room.

He was so excited. We all were. My sister had a kid. WOW. But your mom was one to do everything before me, so I wasn't surprised that she had a baby before me. Your dad came out and told us what your name was. I thought that you had the coolest name ever. So lucky were you that you got to have your dad's grandpa's name.

We all said how beautiful you were. Your mom? She said, "His face looks kind of scrunched and his eyes are far apart." Only your mom would notice those things. And they weren't really... You were over cooked. You were two weeks late. You didn't want to come out. You were just-fine-and-dandy-in-there-thank-you-very-much.

That year was also the year that I started teaching first grade at my school. You, your mom, and Munka came in to help me set up my classroom. I had ABSOLUTELY no idea what I was doing. I was going with the flow and hoping it would be enough. I remember singing the Bicycle Race song by Queen to you and pumping your legs all around. You would smile and just look at me like I was a lunatic. But, you would find that out later. (That Auntie is a lunatic, that is).

When your mom and dad split up, your mom took a job at the tavern nights, so that she could support you and not have to pay day care because Munka and I took turns babysitting you. I was lucky enough to get to have you one night a week. I would come and get you after school, bring you home and then your mom would come in the middle of the night when she was done working and stay over night too. I loved those Tuesday nights. You were a kick in the pants. You never complained what I served for dinner, in fact you ate everything. You and Ed played video games or you helped him with whatever project he was working on at the time.

Now you are almost 14. HOLY CRAP! 14????? And you've "graduated" from Middle School. Can I just say that you have turned into the nicest, funniest most pleasant kid to be around? Your mom and Ryan have done an awesome job raising you. I love that you will try any sport "just because I felt like trying it, Auntie" or that you can make fun of things in a new and interesting way (your poetry project), that you LOVE Journey now and all those old 80's hair bands like KISS. (God, that's hysterical!) I love that you still call me Auntie and like to be around me. (I know that won't last forever.)

So, my dearest Tinsey, know your Auntie loves you dearly and wishes only good things for your future. And, if you ever need anything at all, I am ALWAYS here for you.

Love,

Auntie

Isolation

Today is the first official start day of my summer vacation. I have packed my classroom (I'm moving into the building from a portable this year.), filed my report cards and moved most of my belonings so the custodians don't have to do it.

Sigh.

I'm not really sure it's vacation yet, yo!

So, here's this week's installment for your listening/reading pleasure. I think it's fitting for today.


Morning's here
I feel so far away
It seems like I felt this before
All alone
Sun burns my skin
I can't live with pain anymore
And with you on my mind
Thinking of all that we've said
Were they just words
We'll live to regret
Why won't you stay?

How does it feel
To make me fall apart
Could this be love
Or just a broken heart
How do you feel
When you see me cryin' again

Times have changed
Is love at an end?
What makes us wonder why?
Rearranged
Just pretend
I can't stand the thought of goodbyes
And with you on my mind
Thinking of all that we've said
Were they just words
We'll live to regret
Why won't you stay?

How does it feel
To make me fall apart
Could this be love
Or just a broken heart
How do you feel
When you see me cryin' again
~Toto, How Does it Feel?, Isolation

I Don't Feel Tardy

Here it is... The last four and a half days of school of this year. *sigh*.

I can't believe it's finally here. The last month has shown me that the portal to hell CAN open up somewhere in a school and move from place to place as it chooses. The kids have checked out, heck, I have checked out! I don't want to be here any more than they do... Motivating kids who have checked out is the WORST part of the end of the year.

So, in honor of the last week of school, here is this week's Music Monday...

spoken:

"Oh wow, man !"
"Wait a second man. Whaddaya think the teacher's gonna look like this year ?"
"My butt, man !"

T-T-Teacher stop that screaming, teacher don't you see ?
Don't wanna be no uptown fool.
Maybe I should go to hell, but I'm doin' well,
teacher needs to see me after school.

Chorus:
I think of all the education that I missed.
But then my homework was never quite like this.
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I'm hot for teacher.
I got it bad, so bad,
I'm hot for teacher.

spoken:
"Hey, I heard you missed us, we're back !"
"I brought my pencil"
"Gimme something to write on, man"

I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold.
I know about this school.
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold ?
How did you know that golden rule ?

chorus

(guitar solo)

"Oh man, I think the clock is slow"
"I don't feel tardy"
"Class dismissed"

~ Van Halen, Hot for Teacher

Music Monday... On Thursday

Oh, Internets... It's the end of the year and I am SO tired. My students have stopped listening and I think that the portal of hell has moved from Tina's room to mine. Ears and listening are apparently optional five and a half days before the last day of school. So, I bring you Music Monday a teeny bit late this week. (Well, a lot late since I haven't posted since the middle of May). Sigh...
Just enjoy, OK?

All right!
Stop whatcha doin'
'cause I'm about to ruin
the image and the style that ya used to.
I look funny
but yo I'm makin' money see
so yo world I hope you're ready for me.
Now gather round
I'm the new fool in town
and my sound's laid down by the Underground.
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
so just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty.
Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee.
And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee.
I'm steppin' tall, y'all,
and just like Humpty Dumpty
you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me.
I like to rhyme,
I like my beats funky,
I'm spunky.
I like my oatmeal lumpy.
I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack
but sometimes I get ridiculous
I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice
hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish?
Yeah, I called ya fat.
Look at me, I'm skinny
It never stopped me from gettin' busy
I'm a freak
I like the girls with the boom
I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom
I'm crazy.
Allow me to amaze thee.
They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me.
I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants
and I even got my own dance

{Chorus:}

The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump
Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump
Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump

People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'
"that's all right 'cause I get things cookin'
Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me
but ya can't get near me
I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B,
all the girls they adore me
Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere
'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear.
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid,
I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid
I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it,
I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits
Also told ya that I like to bite
Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write.
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
and now I'm gonna do my dance.

{Chorus}

Breakdown:
Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all
Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here
Oh, yeah!
Now that I told ya a little bit about myself
let me tell ya a little bit about this dance
It's real easy to do--check it out


First I limp to the side like my leg was broken
Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin'
Crazy wack funky
People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty
That's all right 'cause my body's in motion
It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion
Anyone can play this game
This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name
No two people will do it the same
Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain
Humpin', funkin', jumpin',jig around, shakin' ya rump,
and when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump
tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump.

{Chorus}
Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump
Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Let's get stoopid!

{Chorus}
Oh, yeah, come on and break it down

Outro:
Once again, the Underground is in the house
I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world,
keep on doin' the Humpty Dance,
and to the ladies,
peace and humptiness forever

~Digital Underground, Humpty Dance

Slang 101

OMG Homies. Last weekend was that time, yo. The annual WEA-RA conference. Last year I wrote a long list of things that I learned at RA. Remember?

Oh, Internets... Let me tell you that this year was MUCH more interesting...

THis year, we have....

TA- DAAAAAA!!!!

Slang 101.

Tiff bought Tina and me some banging flash card with street slang on the front. On the back, yo, there is the definition with pronunciation guide, a picture, AND the word used in a sentence so you get the feel of it, locs.

We ended up dividing the decks into words we know and use occasionally and the ones we don't know and never use. We committed to learning and using three words daily. If each of us learned three words, then we actually learned nine over the course of the day. HA!

Here are some examples:

dank: something of high quality
cheddar: Money
Flossin: showing off; flashy
locs: people
big ups: Showing admiration towards someone

Here's a sentence using all (courtesy of Andrew)
Big ups to Tiffany for droppin’ some cheddar on those dank cards. We was straight flossin dat lingo in front of all dem Spokane locs!

I hope to make our delegation proud by learning these words and using them everyday, aiight?

Music Monday

Another installment of 80's Music Monday for your listening pleasure...

What more can I do, there's nothing I haven't tried
Still it's so hard for her to notice
I've tried hard to be straight
There's nothing left I can say
If only she would look my way

She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name

I dream of when she'll be mine
I dream of crossing that line
And holding her so tender
Dreaming it could come true
So many things I would do
If only you'd give me a chance

She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name

YouTube has disabled the embedding so go here to see the video...

Love, Love, Love Jon Bon Jovi... The tight pants, however, leave a little to be desired...

~Bon Jovi

Tuesday Tuneage

I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

I am the sonand the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

There's a club if you'd like to go
you could meet somebody who really loves you
so you go, and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home, and you cry
and you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
well, when exactly do you mean?
see I've already waited too long
and all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

The Smiths

You Tube won't let me embed the video, so you have to go here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_U5HpeA_WSo

to see it.

Enjoy!

Random Tuesday Thoughts on Thursday

Trying something new... I know. It's Thursday and it's supposed to be Random TUESDAY Thoughts. Sue me.

• How is that a group of people not actually at the "front lines of a job" can decide what cuts to make in a school system? In my school district, 18 teacher positions are being cut. We got bashed by the committee who put together the "proposal" for not giving up our 2% raise next year. We are already losing our COLA from the state (3%), the district is cutting two LID days (another pay cut of 2 days) and we've been told health care is going up. Hmmm... how are we going to pay for that? Can you say PAY CUT?????


• State testing sucks. I think that's why I'm so crabby.


• The sun finally decided to come out. I think that Mother Nature may have her hormone meds back in check. I hope so... it snowed here on Monday...

I'm too tired to write any more. I knew that ya'll were sick of Tone Loc. Well, except Tiff...

Tuesday Tune-age Revisited

This is especially for Tiff because she loves these two songs SO MUCH!

Let's do it
Workin' all week 9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
Rollin' down the street I saw this girl and she was pumpin'
I winked my eye she got into the ride went to a club was jumpin'
Introduce myself as Loc she said "You're a liar"
I said "I got it goin' on baby doll and I'm on fire"
Took her to the hotel she said "You're the king"
I said "Be my queen if you know what I mean and let us do the wild thing
Wild thing (x2)
Shoppin' at the mall looking for some gear to buy
I saw this girl she cool rocked my world and I had to adjust my fly
She looked at me and smiled and said "You have plans for the night"
I said "Hopefully if things go well I'll be with you tonight"
So we journeyed to her house one thing led to an other
I keyed the door we cold hit the floor looked up and it was her mother
I didn't know what to say I was hanging by a string
She said "Hey you two I was once like you and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do the wild thing
Wild thingPlease baby baby please
Posse in effect hangin' out is always hype
And when me and the crew leave the shindig I want a girl who's just my type
Saw this luscious little frame I ain't lyin' fellas she was fine
The sweet young miss go gave me a kiss and I knew that she was mine
Took her to the limousine still parked outsideI tipped the chauffeur when it was over and I gave her my own ride
Couldn't get her off my jack she was like static cling
But that's what happens when body start slappin' from doin' the wild thing
Wild thing
She wanna do the wild thing
Please baby baby please
Wild thing
Doin' a little show at the local discotheque
This fine youg chick was on my jack so I say what the heck
She want to come on stage and do her little dance
So I said chill for now but maybe later you'll get your chance
So when the show was finished I took her around the way
And what do you know she was good to go without a word to say
We was all alone and she said "Tone let me tell you one thingI need $50 to make you holler I get paid to do the wild thing"
Say what
Yo love you must be kidding
You're walkin' babe
Just break out of here
Hasta la vista baby

Ton Loc Wild Thing








cold cooling at a ball
looking for some action
but like Mick Jagger said
I can't get no satisfaction
the girls are all around
but none of them wanna get with me
my threads are fresh and I'm looking def
yo wassup with the loc
the girls are all jocking
at the other end of the bar
having drinks with some no name chump
when they know that I'm the star
so I got up and strolled over
to the other side of the cantina
I asked the guy, "why you so fly?"he said "funky cold medina"
this brother told me a secret
on how to get more chicks
put a little medina in your glass
and the girls'll come real quick
it's better than any alcohol
or afrodesiac
a couple of sips of this love potion and she'll be on your lap
so I gave some to my dog, when he began to beg
and then he licked his bowl and he looked at me
and did the wild thing on my leg
he used to scratch and bite me
before he was much much meaner
but now all the poodles run to my house for the funky cold medina
you know what I'm saying
I got every dog in my neighborhood breaking down my door
I got Spuds McKenzie, Alex from Strohs
they won't leave my dog alone with that medina thing
I went up to this girl
she said "Hi, my name Sheena"
I thought she'd be good to go with a little funk cold medina,
she said "I'd like a drink", I said "ok, I'll go get it"
and then a couple of sips, she cold licked her lips and I knew that she was with it
so I took her to my crib and everything went well as planned
but when she got undressed it was big old mess
Sheena was a man
so I threw him out
I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer weiner
you must be sure that the girl is pure for the funky cold medina
you know,
ain't no plans with a man,
this is the 80s and I'm down the ladies,
break it down,
back in the saddle, looking for a little affection
I took a shot, I thought I'd test it on the Love Connection
the audience guests voted, and you know, they picked a winner
I took my date to the Hilton for medina and some dinner
she had a few drinks, I'm thinking soon what I'd be getting,
but that's when she starting talking 'bout plans for a wedding,
I said "wait, slow down love, not so fast, I'll be seeing ya",
that's why I found you don't play around with the funky cold medina
you know what I'm saying
that medina's a monster y'all

Ton Loc Funky Cold Medina

Tuesday Tune-age 80's Style

In adhering to my rule of 80's only until WEA-RA, here is this week's installment:

Baby, life's what you make it
Can't escape it
Baby, yesterday's favourite
Don't you hate it
(Every thing's All Right)
life's what you make it
(Every thing's All Right)
Baby, life's what you make it
Don't backdate it
Baby, Don't try to shade it
Beauty is naked
(Every thing's all right)
life's what you make it
(Every thing's all right)
Life's What You Make It
Baby, life's what you make it
Celebrate it
Anticipate it
Yesterday's faded
Nothing can change it
Life's what you make it
(Every thing's all right)
life's what you make it
(Every thing's all right)
Life's What You Make It
(Every thing's all right)
yeah yeah
(Every thing's all right)

~Talk Talk: Life's What You Make It, Colour of Srping 1986

Music Monday... Round II

I know that this isn't an 80's song, but, I LOVE it anyhow, so I'm posting. (nice run-on sentence, Amy.)

Oh, oo-o-oh, come on, ooh yeah
Well I tried to tell you so (yes, I did)
But I guess you didn't know
As I said the story goes
Baby, now I got the flow
'Cos I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again
And show you that I'm real
(You lied to me) all those times I said that I love you
(You lied to me) yes, I tried, yes, I tried
(You lied to me) even though you know I'd die for you
(You lied to me) yes, I cried, yes, I cried

(Return of the Mack) it is
(Return of the Mack) come on
(Return of the Mack) oh my God
(You know that I'll be back) here I am
(Return of the Mack) once again
(Return of the Mack) pump up the world
(Return of the Mack) watch my flow
(You know that I'll be back) here I go

So I'm back up in the game
Running things to keep my swing
Letting all the people know
That I'm back to run the show
'Cos what you did, you know, was wrong
And all the nasty things you've done
So, baby, listen carefully
While I sing my come-back song

(You lied to me) she said she'd never turn on me
(You lied to me) but you did, but you do
(You lied to me) all this pain you said I'd never feel
(You lied to me) but I do, but I do, do, do

(Return of the Mack) here it is
(Return of the Mack) hold on
(Return of the Mack) don't you know
(You know that I'll be back) here I go
(Return of the Mack) oh little girl
(Return of the Mack) wants my pearl
(Return of the Mack) up and down
(You know that I'll be back) round and round

(You lied to me) she said she'd never turn on me
(You lied to me) but you did, but you do
(You lied to me) all this pains you said I'd never feel
(You lied to me) but I do, but I do, do, do

(Return of the Mack) it is
(Return of the Mack) come on
(Return of the Mack) oh my God
(You know that I'll be back) here I am
(Return of the Mack) once again
(Return of the Mack) pump up the world
(Return of the Mack) watch my flow
(You know that I'll be back) don't you know
(Return of the Mack) it is
(Return of the Mack) hold on
(Return of the Mack) be strong
(You know that I'll be back) here I go
(Return of the Mack) my little baby
(Return of the Mack) wants my pearl
(Return of the Mack) up and down
(You know that I'll be back) round and round
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
(You know that I'll be back)
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
(Return of the Mack)yes it is
~Mark Morrison

There isn't a video for this song (that I could find) so if you want to hear this song I would recommend not looking at the photo montage and just listening. There are some pretty funky pics... Might I add that Mark Morrison needs some pretty serious dental work????? Yikes...

Music Monday

OK. WEA-RA is coming up and the friends that I'm going with and I have decided to make it an 80's theme. So, in tribute to the 80's my Music Monday posts are going to be of 80's flavor...

Lunatic fringe
I know you're out there
You're in hiding
And you hold your meetings
We can hear you coming
We know what you're after
We're wise to you this time
We won't let you kill the laughter.

Lunatic fringe
In the twilight's last gleaming
This is open season
But you won't get too far
We know you've got to blame someone
For your own confusion
But we're on guard this time
Against your final solution
We can hear you coming(We can hear you coming)
No you're not going to win this time
We can hear the footsteps(We can hear the footsteps)
Way out along the walkway

Lunatic fringe
We know you're out there
But in these new dark ages
There will still be light
An eye for an eye;
Well before you go under...
Can you feel the resistance?
Can you feel the thunder?
~Red Rider

Because I've Been Really Busy... Really, I Have

I know. It's been AGES since I've posted. I've been SO busy. My student teacher so rudely went to teach with my teaching partner because she has to like teach more subjects than just science, social studies and writing... Sheesh. The rudeness...

I also had to get ready for a really fun clam digging trip at the ocean with another family of very good friends. The low tide was a late afternoon one so we actually got to dig in the middle of the day. Yahoo! No worrying about finding the trail head in the dunes in the dark! We all limited quickly and headed back to the camp to clean our clams. We had 75 to clean but with all of us working at it, we got it done in just under three hours.

After cleaning up from that trip, I had to get the camper readied for the annual Beers and Boards trip. This year, we started at Snoqualmie Pass and left on Sunday for Boise. This year is a little different because we are using the camper. This, so far, has been quite good. There have been some scary times, like going up the 16 mile road to Bogus Basin Ski Resort and also heading to McCall in the dark.

We got to visit with Suzy and Brad and also got to meet their new son. Such a cute little baby. All smiles and coos even after getting shots on Monday! It was so good to be able to see Suzy and Brad as parents!

So, now, here I sit, at the top of Schweitzer Mt. Resort. Ed has spent the entire day skiing. I haven't gotten ANY school work done. I have only read 3 books. Being in the camper has sure changed how much I get done, but, it's also made things MUCH more comfortable!

So anyhow, Internets... I'm back and hoping to post on a more regular basis now!

Because I Need More Cow Bell Today

Today's post is brought to you because today I am in need of "cow bell".





So, I'm on my way to work today and I hear this song. Today is the day I needed the cowbell...

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..
we can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...
Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...
Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...
We can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...
don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...
don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared...
saying don't be afraid
Come on baby...
and she had no fear
And she ran to him...
then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodby...
she had become like they are
She had taken his hand...
she had become like they are
Come on baby...
don't fear the reaper

~Blue Oyster Cult

HASAY Week Disappointment

So, this week I really worked hard at my goals. I went to the gym four times this week and lifted weights. I walked EVERY DAY at lunch. (I know, can you believe it???) I journaled my food every day and did not go over my points allotment. (I did use the extra 35 because I kind of overindulged on Saturday and Sunday).

When I weighed in at Weight Watchers on Saturday, I GAINED 1.8 POUNDS.

WTF???????

I can't believe it. I don't know what else to do. Tina said that I should take my measurements. I'm going to do this. The only problem is that my clothes aren't feeling looser.

It seems like the MORE I exercise, the more I gain.

Such disappointment...

Tuesday Tune-age

Since I was WAY too busy yesterday, Music Monday didn't happen. But, guess what? Thank goodness for Tuesday Tune-age!

This song reminds me of middle school. I was a HUGE fan. Not of the new stuff, but, of the old stuff! No "Sugar on Me" for me...

Lady luck never smiles
So lend your love to me, awhile
Do with me what you will
Break the spell take your fill
On and on we rode the storm
The flame has died, the fire has gone
Oh, this empty bed is a night alone
I realized that long ago
Is anybody out there?
Anybody there?
Does anybody wonder?
Anybody care?
Oh, I just gotta know
If you're really there and you really care
'Cause baby I'm not F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin'
F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin'
Won't you stay with me awhile
Oh Oh
Close your eyes don't run and hide
Easy love is no easy ride
Just wakin' up from what we had
Could stop good love from going bad
Is anybody out there?
Anybody there?
Does anybody wonder?
Anybody care?
Oh, I just gotta know
If you're really there and you really care
'Cause baby I'm not F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin'
F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin'
No!Ah ah ah oh
Oh, I just gotta know
If you're really there and you really care
'Cause baby I'm not F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin' F-F-F-Foolin',
Ah F-F-Foolin'
Ah no!
I'm not foolin' myself
No no no!
I'm not foolin' myself
Ah no no!
I'm not foolin' myself
Ah no no!
I'm not foolin'
No!
~Def Leppard

Music Monday~ SPIN CYCLE

I know, I know. I haven't been participating in Spin Cycle for the last few weeks. I just haven't had the gumption to write. Or the brain power. Or the words. Writer's block, if you will. But this week's topic I have a lot to say on!

I LOVE MUSIC. If you regularly read my blog, you will know that I try to feature a song every Monday. Of course, you can see by the title I call it Music Monday. I post the words and the video (if I can) of a song that hits me for some reason or it brings memories back of a time from my childhood.

Music is kind of a timeline for me. When I was a kid, my mom hardly ever had the TV on during the day and we listened to KJR. At that time KJR was an AM station. Our car only had an AM stereo but KJR had all the newest songs of the 70's. (Yes, I'm THAT old.)

Because my dad was a logging truck driver and my mom was a hair dresser, we didn't have a ton of money and we would spend family vacations in our trailer going to the ocean, Canada, California (to Disneyland!) camping the whole way there and to really cool places up and down the coast. I loved that! I have really great memories of sitting in the back seat of our Dodge club cab listening to the 8-tracks my mom and dad had recorded themselves from their records. Dad always played the game "Who Sings This Song?" and we'd have to guess the name of the song and the artist. I'm pretty good at this game even still and have won money from my husband playing it with him! Songs like this one and this one remind me of these times.

There are songs that remind me of friends that are not with us anymore. This song is the first song that I heard after finding out a friend had been killed by a driver under the influence of meth. And this song was played at the funeral of a friend's brother. EVERY time these songs come on my iPod or on the radio, I am instantly taken to those days.

Then there are songs that remind me of family members... mostly my sister, because she loves music as much as me. So, there's this one, this one, and this one.

I have songs that remind me of friends... such as this one, this one, this one, this one, this one and this one.

I could seriously go on for DAYS, but, I won't bore you with a thirty-seven page long post.

I LOVE MUSIC. If you have a few free hours, check out my music tags and see what else you can find.

HASAY Week Three

This week I really paid attention to my "full meter". (That's when your body tells you you're satisfied and you listen!) And, I thought I was doing great! I went to the gym twice this week. (Better than not at all) I really tried not to eat crap. On Friday, I did not eat anything that was in the staffroom for Friday treats.

Today, I went to WW and weighed in. I GAINED 1.4 lbs. That's the weight I lost the first week of HASAY. UGH.

This week, I am: (Notice I didn't say "my GOAL is"?)

• Journaling EVERY day.
• Drinking my water
• Only having two coffees (instead of 4)
• Hitting the gym three times this week. (At least.)

My friends Tiff and Tina are working on their own goals but we are being accountable to each other.

Maybe that will help kick my lazy arse into some action...

Phonegasm

I just received an email from my hubby that my new phone is here.

I never have to worry about counting or keeping track of my texting again.

I will love it and rub it and keep it forever.

I Think the Twitch in My Eye is Getting Worse...

Today I received a phone call from Allied Waste our garbage/recycling service. "I had an urgent matter to attend to at Allied Waste concerning reference number..."

Wait a second... That was the SECOND call I received from Allied Waste since Saturday.

Let me back-track a second...

Saturday, I got an automated messaged from Allied Waste saying I had an urgent matter to attend to concerning reference number blah, blah, blah.

I'm freaking out. What did Ed put in the trash can this time? Motor oil? A dead rat? The creepy neighbor that used to live across the street?

No, I'd forgotten to pay the bill. In all of the hoopla with the snow days before Christmas, Ed's birthday, Christmas, and my mom's birthday, I'd misplaced the bill and forgotten to pay it.

It happens! Sue me!

So, since Monday was a holiday, I called and spoke to the nice lady at Allied Waste. She said that I wasn't on the account, only Edward was but she could take my SS number or my driver's license number and put me on the account. I was a little peeved about that because I'm the one who's paid the bill for the last fifteen years! ME! MY name is on the checks that get sent, yo!

Once we're legal and my name's on the account, she tells me I've forgotten to pay the bill and would I like to pay it right now with a credit card? Of course I would! I give her the credit card number and the little ID number on the back, she takes my home email to send me a confirmation and we're all set to go.

Until today.

At 5:50, the phone rings. ANOTHER AUTOMATED CALL FROM ALLIED WASTE! Again, I have an urgent matter to attend to concerning reference number blah, blah, blah, please call between the hours or 8:30 and 5:30 to promptly attend to the matter.

I have been home for almost an hour. Seriously. Why couldn't they send out the automated calls during during the day so that when NORMAL people got home they'd have a chance to call and take care of the issue.

Oh, right. I forgot. We're dealing with the garbage company. The one that didn't pick up our trash for THREE WEEKS because they couldn't get the trucks around in the snow. And tells us they won't charge us for "extra" trash next to the can when they do make it here to pick it up. "Extra trash" means trash that I've already paid for them to pick up. Yeah, the trash that sat there for three weeks. Extra actually means more trash that won't fit into your can. Trash that you have MORE of during the week. NOT trash that should have been picked up and wasn't. But, I digress...

*does a huffy breath*

You would think that a company that was asking for a little leeway due to weather conditions would be a little more considerate of a customer who has NEVER paid a bill late to them in fifteen years. Oh, right. That won't happen. Because the bottom line is their bottom line, that's why.

So, I called, left a NASTY message and then checked online to see if the VISA had been charged. It hadn't. I also checked the email to see if I'd gotten a confirmation email. I hadn't. So, I paid the bastard online. I also wrote a nasty email pretty much stating what I did here and that if my VISA gets charged twice, heads were gonna roll. And, that they could only contact me between the hours of 8:30 and 9:00 because I am a teacher and I don't answer my phone during the day when I have students. (Let's see how they like those apples...)

*sigh*

I think I have too much time on my hands... Having a student teacher in my room doing all the work leaves me with way too much energy at night. I'm a tad bit feisty.

HASAY Week Two

I suck people. I completely lost it this week. Here are the bad statistics...

No journaling
Didn't weigh in at Weight Watchers
Went out with my friends on Friday, ate too much, drank too much
Lost it for the rest of the weekend.

No excuses. I screwed up.

Promise to do better this week...

Music Monday

WARNING!!!! This week's installment may cause some undue stress as the lyrics are of a sexual nature... Stop here if you are easily offended... ( I just really like this song...)

I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off
Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits
Girl when I break you off
I promise that you won't want to get off

If your horny, Let's do it
Ride it, My Pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
If your horny, Let's do it
Ride it, My Pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it

Sitting here flossing
Peeping your steelo
Just once if I have the chance
The things I will do to you
You and your body
Every single portion
Send chills up and down your spine
Juices flowing down your thigh

If you're horny, Let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, Let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it

If we're gonna get nasty, Baby
First we'll show & tell
Till I reach your ponytail
Lurk all over and through you baby
Until I reach your stream
You'll be on my jockey team

If you're horny, Let's do it
Ride it my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it...

~Ginuwine


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BWh8XKvsYqc

(Embedding has been disabled so you have to check out the link...)

College Bound

A conversation between a student and myself:

Her: Do you need to go to college to be a teacher?

Me: Yep!

Her: How long?

Me: At least five years. And when you're done, you'll still have to take classes to keep your certificate valid.

Her: Oh. I want to be a vet and my dad said that I would have to go to college for four years.

Me: At least that. If not more!

Her: Oh... Do I have to take classes?

ANOTHER MEME!!!!

Tina is SO totally in trouble. Because she tagged me for this Meme and I cannot resist the Borg. Here are the rules as posted on her site...

1. Go to your documents

2. Go to your 6th file
3. Go to your 6th picture

4. Blog about it

5. Tag 6 friends to do the same

Here's my picture...

This picture was taken three years ago when my husband surprised me with this motorcycle. I had taken the Motorcycle Safety Foundation new Rider's course and gotten my endorsement two years before. I was riding our 1989 Honda CBR 600 because Ed said it was a good solid bike to learn on. Here's a pic...

I know. Kinda like Captain America, all red, white, and blue...

It was a GREAT bike and I loved it! We were on one of our motorcycle date nights (lovingly called two-wheel Tuesday) when on the way home, I asked to ride his bike, a Suzuki GSXR 1000.

WAY bigger and faster than my little 600.

(This is Ed at Spokane Raceway doing 170 mph at a track day.)

After that, I was hooked. I said that I needed more power. I couldn't believe that I could go that fast on a bike! And, not even feel like I was going that fast. YIKES!

So, he started looking on Craig's List. He'd always wanted the bike he ultimately purchased for me. It's a Suzuki TL 1000R. Blue and white. Twins. Well, not really. My bike is a V-Twin so it rumbles like a Harley might, but, it has the power and the lines of a sport bike. His bike is not! His bike goes WAY faster than mine, but, mine has initial power that puts you back in your seat.

It's great fun to ride. We did a 1200 mile ride into Canada two summers ago, where I got my first speeding ticket. (Not so fun, and I wouldn't recommend it. Trying to find an international money order to pay the ticket was a pain in the ass.)

So, there's my meme. I'm not going to tag anyone because Tina already tagged everyone I'd tag. Enjoy!!!!

Music Monday

My new favorite song...

Cheater, Cheater

Cheater, cheater where'd you meet her
Down at Ernie's Bar?
Did she smile your way, twirl her hair and say how cute your dimples are?
Did she use that line "Your place or mine?" while you danced with her real slow?
Tell me cheater, cheater where'd you meet that no good, white trash ho?

Liar, liar did you buy her whiskey all night long?
Did you hide your ring in the pocket of your jeans or did you just keep it on?
When the deed was done and you had your fun did you think I wouldn't know?
Tell me cheater, cheater where'd you meet that no good, white trash ho?

Now I'm not one to judge someone that I ain't never met
But to lay your hands on a married man is 'bout as low as a gal can get
Hey I wish her well as she rots in hell and you can tell her I said so
Cheater, cheater where'd you meet that no good, white trash ho?

Loser, loser hope you love her cuz your stuck with her now
Take your sorry butt, load up all your stuff, and get the hell out of my house
But I just wish you'd tell me this one thing before you go
Cheater, cheater where'd you meet that no good, white trash ho?

Now I'm not one to judge someone that I ain't never met
But to lay your hands on a married man is bout as low as a gal can get
Hey I wish her well as she rots in hell and you can tell her I said so
Cheater, cheater where'd you meet that no good, white trash ho?

Yeah I just wish you'd tell me this one thing before you go
Cheater, cheater where'd you meet that low down, up town, slept with every guy around, pressed on eyelash, no good, whitetrash ho?

~Joey and Rory

Company... HASAY Week 1

This week has been a trial of will power and patience. Many of you out there have seen that we (in the Northwest) have had some pretty terrible weather in the last month. First, we got ten million feet of snow, then it got windy and drifted the snow into drifts ass high. Then the snow started to melt and we thought we were golden.

We were wrong.

It decided to go from 30 degrees as the high to 51 degrees and a snow level of 6,000 feet in a matter of two days. ALL of the snow in the mountains melted and sent it down our rivers. Our river, in particular, was bad. Our last really bad flood happened in 1990. All of our downtown was flooded... even the fire hall had knee deep water inside. (I live in a valley. So, when it floods, most of the valley floor becomes flooded as well as the houses, businesses, and schools that are located on the valley floor.)

I happen to be a smart house buyer and decided to buy a house on one of the sides of our valley.

Out of the flood plain.

On purpose.

As I left for school on Wednesday morning, I called my sister (who lives on the valley floor, across the street from the river, no less) and told her where our hide-a-key was just in case they needed to have a dry place to be. She was already putting things in her upstairs bedroom that were not replaceable and said that her family would probably be there.

When I got home, not only were my sister, her three kids, husband, cat and dog there, but my 80 year old grandparents were there, too. I don't mind my sister and her kids at all. But, my grandparents? Man... I really thought that I might fall off the wagon only two days after my introduction to HASAY. (To get a good impression of my grandparents, read here.)

My grandma is a baker. She is also a survivor of a major heart attack and two bypass surgeries. According to grandma, she can't have this, she can't have that. But she eats everything in sight an then has the balls to complain that it was too salty or had too much fat. She also gossips about everyone. On Thursday when I got home from work, she was sitting on the couch talking to my sister, and when I walked into the room, I heard her say, "I'll tell you the rest later." I thought that she was telling my sister that my uncle had hit our fence and our flat deck trailer while trying to park my grandparents RV in our driveway. But, no. I found out later from my sister that she was saying that the receptionist at her dental office (who is a distant family friend) felt sorry for me because I so DESPERATELY wanted to have kids and couldn't.

WTF??????

First of all, if I DID desperately want kids and couldn't have them, why would I tell a distant family friend (who I haven't seen or talked to in probably 10 years) this information??? And second of all, it's nobody's business why I don't have kids. (I am a teacher. I have my fill. On a daily basis. And, you can't ride a motorcycle when you're pregnant.)

My grandma is lying. I seriously can't believe it. She is making up stories. I don't know why she is making these things up. I don't know why she doesn't just ask. But, the reason she didn't want to talk about it in front of me is because she knew I'd call her on it because she wasn't telling the truth. But she made sure that I heard her tell my sister that she'd "tell her the rest later".

Do you see where I'm going with this???

To make matters worse, my sister and her husband are AMAZING cooks. Ryan can cook something from flour, a piece of chicken and some ketchup. Seriously. He is the MacGuyiver of cooking. But, he doesn't necessarily look out for the low fat, low sugar, kinds of things that we normally eat at our house.

So, needless to say, I'm stressed about this. I'm thinking that there is going to be all this food and desserts sitting around. I'm panicking. Plus the stress of dealing with my 80 year old grandparents and my two nieces who are five and four.

Because when I'm stressed, I EAT!!!!

When I got home Friday, my house was quiet and clean. No more house guests. My sister and her family have gone to live at my parent's house, who only got two inches of water in their rec-room. Plus, they have more room than we do! My sister had 2 1/2 FEET of water in her house. They just had their house completely re-done in 2006 after the last big flood event. This time they had a foot and a half more of water so the damage is more extensive.

But, despite all the grief I've had this week, I'm happy to report that I went and weighed in at Weight Watchers this morning and lost 1.4 pounds. I only got to go to the gym twice this week because of the flooding and our gym was under water.

So there it is. HASAY Week 1.

HASAY... Something New...

1. What motivates you and why do you want to do this challenge? It may be that you’re training to run a 10K or merely just to be able to walk to the mailbox and not break a sweat (don’t worry, I fall on this end of the spectrum).
I am tired of feeling like crap ALL the time. I started going to Weight Watchers (a.k.a. "Hate" Watchers) almost a year a go and just gained back the six pounds I lost. I know. I wasn't very serious about it. My sister called this weekend and said, "We gotta do something. I have my 20 year class reunion this year and you're turning 40." Thank you very much. Do I need any more incentive???

2. What is your long term goal? Do you want to lose weight or just tone your body. Are you trying to fit into your old prom dress for your upcoming reunion? Do you want to want to “pump yourself up” like Hans and Frans? Spill it.
I want to lose weight. I need to lose about 90 pounds. And there's that "40 thing" coming up in eight months...

3. What is your long term weight loss goal? You don’t need to tell us your current weight, just how much you’d like to eventually lose. This can be in weight or inches. Jamie and I have a sewing tape measure that we use for our weekly measurements. We got ours in the sewing section at Wal-Mart, if you look at Target, you won’t find it.
See above...

4. What tools are available to you? Treadmill, elliptical, jogging stroller, ThighMaster, Trampoline. Maybe a rabid dog to chase the weight off?
I belong to our local gym... There are cycling classes, yoga, boot camp, "innergystics" and on and on... plus all of the various gym equipment that you always find in a gym...

5. How often can you exercise? Be realistic here but try to make as much time as possible. This might include stepping AWAY from the blog for a couple of nights a week. I know, *gasp*. I’m crying on the inside too but it needs to be done. Fatty. Ok, that was mean and it won’t happen again. I promise.
The goal is to go five nights a week... After school. NOT in the morning at 4:30.

6. What do you plan on doing? Beer curls, switch the remote to the other hand for a few days, start smoking more. Maybe you want to actually exercise and start eating better? I hear that never works but go ahead and try if you want.
Treadmill for 30 minutes and then weights for another 30...

7. What has worked for you in the past? Let us in on your secrets, what has worked for you before and how you went about it. We won’t tell.
For me it's a mixture of both cardio and weights PLUS the fact that I can't eat crappe every day. Weight Watchers is going to keep me on track with the food stuff and the gym will keep me on track with the exercise stuff. Plus being accountable to you all AND my sister. (who so lovingly reminded me of my impending age...)

So, there it is. I'm committed now!!!

Day One of Resolutions

So today was my first day back to Weight Watchers after almost a month of not being there...

Not good.

But, I feel better going to the meeting and getting back on track.

I also went to the gym yesterday. Twice. I did weights in the morning and then went back with Ed in the afternoon and did cardio. I think that I am going to hire a personal trainer to get me a weight program together and then meet with him/her every six weeks to see how it's going.

My 5% goal is 12 pounds.

I'll let you know how it goes...