Countdown to Amilynne

I am so excited! In less than a week, Amilynne will be here visiting! I've got to say, it has been a long time since I've been this excited about anything. As with most good things in life, the number of obstacles between now and the time of her arrival seems insurmountable. We are celebrating foreign language week at our school this week, a very labor-intensive... (I don't know what to call it)... celebration? I guess. Ordeal also describes it. We've been doing a foreign language film festival for the kids after school since last week, and it all caps off this Thursday night with a big banquet where the students bring foods from the countries whose languages they study. It's a big deal, and it's really cool, but as with all big deals that are really cool, it takes a LOT of work to produce it. So Thursday I'll pretty much be at school 15 hours plus, then Friday it's off to get Amilynne and spring break! I hope I'm still alive. I think I will be. I don't think Amilynne will let me have a choice.

Loopy, Jaded, and Sleep-Deprived

So today at church the best thing happened. You see, it's been one busy week and next week looks almost as bad. And this guy got up to speak, and he maybe didn't really want to (?) and he said so! And he said that this talk could go any direction because he had gotten in this morining at 2am, and he felt loopy, jaded, and sleep-deprived. And his talk was really good, and it was so refreshing to hear someone just honestly say that things in their life are busy! and that was just splendid. Because we all feel loopy, jaded, and sleep-deprived more often than we admit, and maybe we just need to declare it a little more often.

Snow Again

It shouldn't snow on a Saturday. Plans have been made to head to Williamsburg to see House of Flying Daggers, and it snows. Snow should only come during the week, and only in large enough quantities to prompt snow days. It's probably not enough to prevent the trip, but people here are such stupid drivers when it snows. The last storm prompted over 150 accidents in the area. I would just as soon stay home and away from these idiots. So plans are in the balance until I see that it quits.

Classroom Exchange

One of my most energetic and inventive students came into class the other day blinking and squinting, and complaining that his eyes were dried out. I was very sympathetic, because especially when I am tired (the whole school year) I have the same problem. So I told him that I was sorry to hear that his eyes were dried out, and then added, "I hate that. Especially since when it gets bad I always wonder if my blinking is going to cause my cornea to tear off." I turned to close the door because the bell had just sounded. It took him just a second, and then from right behind me, the reaction: "EEWWW!! I didn't need that image!"

Poor kid. He's probably scarred for life.