My Sweetest Downfall

Feeling Sick

I suppose that it was bound to happen some time during the first semester of school--after all, my daily companions are 233 junior high students. What happened you ask? I got sick. Yea!!! I came home from work yesterday at 6:15, collapsed on the bed, and told myself I would be awake by 6:30. I then awoke with a start at 7:15, remembered my 7:30 VT'ing appointment, grabbed a quick bite, ignored the intense feeling of nausea and dizziness, and headed out. ("Where was Nigel?" you ask. Taking a test on campus--the joy of being married to a student. As he lovingly reminded me today, by 2012 he might be done for good. And it's a good thing I love that boy.) Anyway, the woman wasn't there, and my companion asked me if I was feeling ok or if the day had been long. My response was a babble. I struggled to the car, somehow made it safely to the Wilk, and waited for Nigel. I forced my stomach to calm down. He came shortly after, opened the door, took one look at me, and said, "Do you want me to drive?" I said, "I don't feel so good" and slipped to the passenger side, praying that the spinning would stop. Off we went: me closing my eyes, and Nigel trying to get us home without a ticket (he naturally has a speeding tendency. Jo, you'd be proud). We made it home. I lunged for the door, threw my hair into a ponytail, and flew to the bathroom. You can guess the rest. I wanted to be bionic woman and pretend I had no illness, but when I woke up today, I was still dizzy and started dry heaving. So I stayed in bed and slept. I'm feeling better now, but we've decided to stay the night in. And that, my lovely mothers, is the latest update on my life. Other than that, I had to fail two ninth graders in my honors class. They now have to redo English to graduate. It made me feel awful but at the same time annoyed: how hard is it to get even a D?

JCrew Spring 08

I just saw JCrew's Spring 08 line of wedding and party dresses - so fun! What do you think of this one?

As Promised...

Mothers-

As promised, I am not letting the blog die. However, I didn't guarantee that I would have a lovely entry every time. :) The past week was full of excitement: parent-teacher conferences, late nights, and Conference weekend. The highlight of conferences actually occurred the week before when a mother informed me that it wasn't my job to take attendance. Excuse me? I guess I missed that when the state mandated that they know where children are or when a teacher in SLC didn't take attendance and her kids were found looting stores (they claimed they didn't do it because they were in school and there was no hard evidence--attendance--to prove otherwise) or when a truancy officer at the district has to look into cases of children missing school or when it was decided that funds would be allocated to schools in part depending on how much attendance they have. But, hey, what do I know? It was a lovely, ten-minute conversation that had me as the evil, punitive teacher who didn't love or care for her students. Since we all know that's true, I didn't take it too much to heart. Phew.

Other than that, I am bracing myself for another winter. I don't know if I'm ready for it yet. There's something about driving in the snow that makes me think I should have moved with Jo to California. As it is, I have at least another two winters ahead of me. Luckily, this winter I have a garage which means no scraping. However, I live in a house which means I get to shovel the walks. Who ever said growing up isn't fun?