Ha ha hahahaha! I can post pictures, too! er….with help. (thanks, CJ)
Every well-organized cart needs a fly swatter! (It’s a game- put up an overhead transparency of Spanish words, and whoever swats the correct word first gets a point for their team.)
Shock here too! great picture. How nice that a teacher gets to “float” it makes me think of Sound of Music when the kids were going to bed. Why does it all make me feel happy? when my recurring dream is not being able to find my locker at school?
September 16th, 2009 | AJ
Speaking of dreams (which has nothing to do with your picture besides its potential pleasant effect on AJ’s),
mine is realizing that I haven’t ever attended a class I needed for graduation. I’m passing the room, noticing it on my schedule, but never actually getting there.
Or, maybe having a test that I haven’t prepared for.
Or, my overslept-missed-the-bus flashback. I had one yesterday when I woke up at 8:15 (NONE of my five alarm clocks went off. Usually they start at 6:30-7-ish.) to get ready for the kids’ 8 o’clock dentist appointment.
September 17th, 2009 | tara
Y’know, AJ, that cart is pretty far from whiskers on kittens and crisp apple strudel.
September 17th, 2009 | tara
I don’t know…isn’t there something about a wild goose chase in that song?
*shocked* Didn’t expect to see a picture here!
A fly swatter?
Ha ha hahahaha! I can post pictures, too! er….with help. (thanks, CJ)
Every well-organized cart needs a fly swatter! (It’s a game- put up an overhead transparency of Spanish words, and whoever swats the correct word first gets a point for their team.)
Shock here too! great picture. How nice that a teacher gets to “float” it makes me think of Sound of Music when the kids were going to bed. Why does it all make me feel happy? when my recurring dream is not being able to find my locker at school?
Speaking of dreams (which has nothing to do with your picture besides its potential pleasant effect on AJ’s),
mine is realizing that I haven’t ever attended a class I needed for graduation. I’m passing the room, noticing it on my schedule, but never actually getting there.
Or, maybe having a test that I haven’t prepared for.
Or, my overslept-missed-the-bus flashback. I had one yesterday when I woke up at 8:15 (NONE of my five alarm clocks went off. Usually they start at 6:30-7-ish.) to get ready for the kids’ 8 o’clock dentist appointment.
Y’know, AJ, that cart is pretty far from whiskers on kittens and crisp apple strudel.
I don’t know…isn’t there something about a wild goose chase in that song?