Pathetic

On Friday morning, I went to the library and looked for a book for my Friday Free Read. I picked up The City of Ember. I finished reading it 6th hour and a student in my 7th hour class went to the library and picked up the sequel, The People of Sparks. On Saturday morning I finished that, so I went and keyed into the library and took The Prophet of Yonwood and The Diamond of Darkhold. Don't worry. I have successfully read FOUR books this weekend.

On the first day of school...

I conducted a survey in my classes, asking students which teacher they had last year. I knew that one student was new to the school, and I said, "And where did you come from?" (fully knowing that I ought to say "And from where did you come?" but unwilling to say it because the sophomores will panic if I say it that way).

The boy replied, "My mother."

I thought he was being a smart aleck and I said, "Well. Good. That makes sense. But where did you last attend school?"

He looked at me like I was a moron and said, "Um, I was home schooled."

Oh. I am so jaded.

What Do I Want Out of Life?

In the long run?

A home.

A family.

A friday night out.

Someone who loves me more

Than I have ever loved.

A goodnight kiss.

Hot chocolate at midnight.

A miracle.

Early morning breezes

And bike rides.

Pumpkin cake and

Cream cheese frosting.

Little wiggly toes to tickle.

Laughter at bedtime.

A tiny someone who has my eyes.

Peace.

Proof that I Should Be a Beautician

I spent yesterday at the Lyman's. We walked to the garden and post office. We played "Dead Woman" on the trampoline during which time I realized that I am related to cheaters. The girls helped me punch out letters for my new bulletin board. We ate Otter Pops on the front porch. We listened to music and watched the visualizer in my iTunes. While Angie made Lasagna for dinner, my nieces and I played with each other's hair. Anya's hair got a stylish knot, Haven got a lovely loose braid, and my hair... There are no words to describe the beauty. Thanks for a fun day, cute ladies! You should come play at my house soon! :)

a Penny for your Thoughts

<--- Pocket portfolios at Office Max = 1 cent, limit 6.

Gas to Orem = $6.

Lunch at Chadders =$14

Deciding that we need at least 175 folders and doing what it takes to get them? PRICELESS.

My good friend Diane is an elementary school teacher in Payson. She is a little CRAZY about her folder usage. She wants each student to have 5 folders apiece. These are color-coordinated, as in RED MATH FOLDER, etc. Last year we purchased these folders for a penny each at Office Max. There was a limit of 9, so we asked the kind checker if we could perhaps purchase them in separate transactions. LAST year, checker said yes.

Fast forward to Monday. Diane talked her boyfriend into purchasing folders with her. SHE can purchase 12 (twice the limit) because she is a teacher. Two stores later, Diane is the proud owner of 36 folders.

Fast forward to Tuesday. I offer to go to Office Max and use my double limit teacher magic. We left the Office Max in Provo with 24 folders (60 total, for those of you who are mathematically inclined).

We then travelled to the Orem Office Max. Before we walked into the store, I said, "Okay, Diane. We are NOT leaving without all of the folders we need."

We both sadly purchased our limits, (ONLY 78 folders, as I was sans school ID) and then began mulling through the store considering options. As Diane wandered, I walked up to a stranger. With all the courage and charisma I could muster, I said, "Hey. I have a strange question. If I give you money, will you purchase 6 folders for me? I have reached my limit." He looked at me, said, "Sure," and Diane walked with him to the register. I found a second "helper" and our grand plan was born. We left a stack of purchased folders up near the register and kept sneak-attacking strangers, asking them to help us out. We would hand them change and the 6 folders, and they would happily go through the line.

At this point, the Office Max workers became wise to what we were doing. And they let us. And they laughed at us. And one of them started pointing out where in the store we could find more customers! This lasted for a while until finally, VICTORY, the manager said that we could, WAIT FOR IT . . .

purchase the last 8 folders on our own.

<---Each receipt also came with a Save $5 on a $25 dollar purchase from Payless. Do we seem like people who would ever spend that much money in one place?!