Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Hetti Wainthrop Investigates

So I got home from my HOUR LONG parent teacher conference today and proceeded to lay on the couch and watch reruns of Gilmore Girls for three hours. It was, as a matter of fact, the perfect evening. Now I am eating a whole grain pop tart (which sounds like an oxymoron)and getting ready to watch some British murder mystery biznaz with my mother.
I missed being in MN the second I left it, but it was also okay to be back home. Cozy, I suppose.

Mmm pop tart.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

I went to college, right?

So yesterday I went to "new teacher training" for my four month sub job. Always weird seeing as how the principal who was training me was MY principal in middle school and its really difficult to call him by his first name. I need to get over this pride issue about working back in the district that I was raised in.
But they made it a bit harder to get over, as both the principal and the vice principal kept making comments to me like, "You never got a detention, did you Ashley!" or "Ashley, you remember Officer Stang, our D.A.R.E. teacher?" while all of the other new teachers looked on, probably thinking in their head about what a big loooooooser I am for being back at my old school, AS A SUB. Teaching is really the only profession in which you risk working in the exact same environment in which you were raised.
My mom keeps telling me that this just must be where God wants me, and hey, who am I to argue with my Lord and Savior, but there is also a large part of me that blames my parents for my current circumstance in which I am forced to live at home for exactly 365 days. If it was up to my mom it would be longer... like a decade. Oy humbug.
Man, I am in a nice mood today. Lucky for all you readers. Hi Steph and Sarah!

Anyhoo, moving on, I am back at the marketing firm for two more mornings... sort of like A.M. kindergarten, which is funny. My old old old man boss was really happy that I was back, as I am Heidi to his Grandfather.
Last night I had an insane dream about a girl I work with turning into a serial killer and trying to slowly kill us all off one by one. It was a fairy graphic dream, and I think I should probably stop watching Monk right before I go to bed. It's a jungle out there.
My coffee tastes funny.
Also, I think I may be a lot snottier than I realized.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

This One's For You Sarah Jean

So yesterday I had my first real teaching interview- the last one didn't count. We'll see. I spoke too fast (of course) but I answered the questions well and I smiled pretty, so I think I did my best. Now all I can do is pray. And find that other guy who interviewed right before me and bust his caps. I'm dignified like that.
Today is my last full day being Pam Beasley. I would claim I am sad, but I'm not. I was NOT made for an office job. My ADHD kicks into high gear when I'm forced to sit in front of a computer all day long. Yesterday i had footshakish-itis. Never good. My friend Amy here walks around the office at least once every forty minutes because she is afraid of getting "office butt". I don't want office butt either. What a terrible term. Ew.
This summer has been a summer in which I either could have crumbled and given up or pulled up my big-girl pants and grown. I have decisively done both in the last three months. Honestly, I can't believe its already been three months of being home.
Fall is coming soon, and that means apple cider and trick-or-treaters and football games and my birthday. Also, teaching. School supplies. Binders. Pencils erasers new paper.... it is my favorite time of year. Plus, fall is a precursor to Thanksgiving, and most of all, to Christmas. January is a depressing month because, 1, you have all of those New Year's Resolutions to break, and 2, there are no more fun holidays for months and all you have to look forward to is dirty snow and the craphole time of year that IS Valentine's Day, a holiday which I have somehow managed to become cursed by. February 14th is the most divisive holiday our nation knows. Up yours Saint Valentine.
Well I suppose I have something to file now.
Later gators. Or really, later Sarah.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Please Welcome Ashley to the Wonderful World of Blogging...

This blog belongs to Ashley Moore.  

I, Sarah Jean Whitson, have created this so for her so that I will have something to read when I'm bored and so that she can connect with the outside world while she is back home with her folks.  

This will hopefully be used as a creative outlet, and a way for Ashley to communicate with her loved ones her hopes, fears, joys and funny student stories.  

It will be grand.