On the Verge...

This swine flu thing is really getting out of control. Not the actual flu (of which most of you are aware), but the absolutely catastrophic reactions to it. All field trips and inter-school events have been canceled until May 11th. Right now, I am not greatly affected. The only field trip that we have planned is the STATE ONE ACT PLAY COMPETITION! Luckily, this is scheduled for May 15th and so this will hopefully all be blown over by that point. However, they have postponed the 1A, 2A, and 3A competitions that were scheduled for May 8 &9, so I wouldn't put anything past them. I believe that up to 3 school districts in the state of Texas are completely shut down until May 11th. There may be more at this point, but I am avoiding news stalking. God works in mysterious ways, though, ya know? I mean, so far, a bunch of surprising and uncontrollable things that have happened have ended up being huge blessings in disguise. We submitted 2 different plays for approval with UIL

I think one of the hardest things about growing up and becoming an adult is that you are expected to relinquish certain "childish" things. The relinquishing isn't necessarily the hard part. It's the expectation that comes from some unknown societal norm, which is somehow able to enforce the ideas of proper and improper adult functioning. This expectation applies to many things, but I've specifically been thinking about it in regard to literature recently. My high schoolers have been crazy over this book called "Twilight" for at least the past year. Girls are forever quoting it, referencing it, and alluding to it. Now, it really is a teenage GIRL thing, but it is extremely prevalent within that all too dramatic realm. In hearing so much about it for so long, I decided I wanted to read it to see what all of the fuss was about. I mean, I was pretty much the president of the Harry Potter Holdout Party for years until someone finally tricked me into re

Only a sick person would not take a sick day.  I mean, sick in the head.  So I must be... sick in the head... as well as in the throat. I think back on the amount of sick days that I have taken when I never went to the doctor, I wasn't "contagious", and I almost definitely should  have gone into work.  But now I am a teacher and have subsequently gone crazy.  In more ways than one.  I have strep throat.  I have been to the doctor.  He has written me a "note" and told me not to go into work tomorrow.   This is the PERFECT sick day, right?  But I'm not sure that I can do it.  I told you: I've gone insane. I am worried about my students getting their work done.  I didn't make plans for a sub.  My kids are supposed to be in a computer lab tomorrow and I HAVE to be there to supervise.  They can't function without me.  Or can they and I'm not giving them enough credit?  Do I risk getting them sick in order to make sure they don't kill an innoce

I've never "blogged". I've done the obligatory "note" on facebook, but nothing consistent. I think my major apprehension has come from the fact that I'm not sure I have the time to add one more commitment to my plate. Aside from school, the responsibilities that Quinn and I have taken on at church, not to mention the things I think I am supposed to do as a wife (like make sure we get fed, cleaned, rested, etc) seem to pile up daily. But all of a sudden I realized that starting a blog isn't like getting married. It isn't like having a child. It could be put on hold indefinitely or abandoned entirely, if need be. I'm not going to invest in a ring for you, blogger (hope you don't mind), but I'm just not looking for any more commitment right now. I'm looking for a good time, a shoulder to cry on, someone to listen to my ramblings, and provide a kind of storage space for the small moments in my day and life that just might be wo