more random

my brain is too fried to focus on one topic, so i'm just going to sort of release the pressure.

1. school starts tomorrow and i have a small bitchy rant. i had the cutest outfit planned to wear for registration day--it's a short day for kids and i can change after they leave. i was going to wear my cute new skirt from target (susan knows the one) and a black tee and my favorite black wedges. very professional and cute and summery. on friday i found out that we are expected to wear a school t-shirt to make the faculty more visible. like i was going to get lost in a high school with less than 200 students? where i've taught for twelve years? where my homeroom students haven't changed from last year? where maaaaybe ten parents will show up in grades 9-12 and need to talk to a teacher? so, the cute outfit is scrapped and i get to wear a gray-tshirt with school crap on it (it's not even cute) and jeans. i don't have a clue what shoes to wear now--my tennies are brown, mywedges are too dressy, obviously, and old navy flip flops are almost too low and make me walk on my hem in the jeans. pisses me off.
2. our internet is so slow, i swear dial-up would smoke past it. charter said it was probably the modem, so we bought a new modem. still creeping along at the speed of molasses. neither of us will be home this week, so who knows when we'll be able to get a service call. pisses me off, too. more than the clothes thing.
3. some friends of ours are having marital problems--probably divorcing. i've never really understood how they ended up married in the first place. i've never known a couple that was so drastically and totally opposite. night/day and then some. do you think that opposites attract? i do, actually. i think there is something inherently interesting and exciting about connecting with someone for reasons other than the typical common interests or background, etc.; however, they are such an extreme that i can't even see where the common thread could have ever been.
4. i love pringles. they have no nutritional value and aren't even real chips, but i enjoy them tremendously.
5. i have spent entirely too much money and time on underwear lately. i am on a quest to find comfortable panties--i've tried several styles and i'm just NOT loving any of them: boy brief, hipster, low rise, low cut. i swear, what does it take to make a pair of underwear that doesn't hang out the top of my pants nor ride up my butt nor put seams in uncomfortable places? sheesh.
6. i'm eagerly awaiting the new matt damon movie, the bourne ultimatum. i have been watching the bourne supremecy on dvr. i have the bourne identity on dvd. love matt damon and love the series. it will be a nice back-to-school treat for me.
7. i do not have killer abs. i will never have killer abs. i go to a class called killer abs and i enjoy it muchly. it's futile, though, rather like banging one's head, or abs, against the wall, i suppose.
8. i'm watching shark and tonight's episode is about a madam. i find it utterly ridiculous that prostitution is illegal.
9. i need to color my hair. i have no idea what color i want to use--i'm sort of sick of the same old red. may do more blonde this time, just for the hell of it while i'm tan.
10. do you have one person that you use as your 'confessor'? a person that you can tell anything without any qualms? other than a spouse or s.o., of course. i think everyone needs a friend like that. i feel very lucky.
11. just to make it odd and get outside my comfort box, i'm going to add an 11. did you know that you can pre-order wheezy's book?

'tis the season...

back-to-school is upon me. i left home at 10 this morning and did not get back for good until 8.30--i did come home long enough to check on the boys and run to kroger for them something for dinner.

my classroom looked like a tornado had struck. it's unreal the mess--a combination of factors at play: 12 years of accumulated teacher crap, i'm a packrat, i didn't file stuff at the end of the year, the painters totally trashed my floors, all of my desks plus another teacher's were heaped in the middle of my room, of my 9 computers, only two were on their correct table/desk with nothing else on top of them, part of my furniture was pulled apart, literally, and i had to empty a cabinet and a bookshelf to deal with the damage, i had about eight boxes of other people's crap in my room, i threw stuff in piles when the rains came, so there is no rhyme or reason, i can't open my desk drawers...and so on.

but today, things are MUCH better. i could teach if i had to, albeit maneuvering around piles of things i can't really totally identify. i have a shitload of filing and sorting to do (the 'put it all in a box' method is NOT effective) and i have to hang up all of my posters, which in itself will take a couple of hours because i have dozens.

i shall post before and after pics to impress everyone with my teacherly devotion.

tomorrow, wednesday, is our last full day to hang out at the pool, so we're heading over there around 11 and may not return until they close at 7 if we're so inclined and not sunburned or too cranky. thursday, i return to work for teacherish meetings and the whole 'get ready to start the school year' deal. i've already planned to work late that night, so i'm hoping that i won't have to spend the entire weekend getting things ready. i have vowed that i will not start the year off with things crammed in corners or shoved under tables--i'm sooooo sick of the chaos. i need calm and order as i face the 33 seniors in my brit lit class this year. yes, 33. last year? i had 12. talk about a drastic change. oy.

random

1. i have one of THOSE zits that hurts like a mofo and is just sitting there, taunting me as it causes most of the left side of my face to throb. i'm 38. i should not be having zits still. it's not fair, dammit.

2. i've started running on the treadmill at the Y. i am so NOT graceful that it is ridiculous. these wee, lithe women sprint effortlessly and silently along on their treadmills while i give the impression that a herd of small african animals are charging toward the watering hole. maybe i need new shoes??? yes, that must be it.

3. my kids have a puking virus. sam started it and passed it to jay and then five. and of the three kids--sam is the super puker. he woke from a dead sleep and went straight to the bathroom, puked, got a drink, and went back to sleep. no huge drama, no vomit onthe floor. just did his thing. he's 6. jay? puked all over the sunroom carpet, which required us to rent a carpet cleaner. he's 8. five? he threw up in a bucket and then proceeded to bring the bucket outside to show me and w. while we were at the neighbors. and then, later, after he'd thrown up again and made such a ruckus i was sure an internal organ had been regurgitated, begged me to take him to the doctor because he 'obviously' had a life-threatening illness. yeah, whatever buddy. he's 14.

4. if i get the puke virus, i'm going to be pissed off if for no other reason because i ate a protein bar today (EAS Advant Edge carb control chocolate creme) which was 1.79 and i'll be pissed off if i throw it up without getting the 21g of protein.

5. today is five's birthday. i am simply not old enough to have a 14-year-old child. i have acne, for god's sake. where did the time go?

6. i wanted some sugar-free ice cream last night and my kroger didn't have any. wtf? i can get edy's sf butter pecan at walgreen's--everyone's source for ice cream products-- but KROGER doesn't carry it? so now i get to pay walgreen's prices if i want to eat it.

7. my classroom is the biggest wreck you can imagine. it is going to take days to straighten thanks to blind, illiterate prisoners who put our stuff back in our rooms after the floors were cleaned.

8. where are all of my socks? where, where, where.

9. i have yet another skort with hidden, mystery shorts. it's very comfy--goodwill, thank you, a liz claiborne. this one has a much more complicated entry, but it looks like a cute wrap around skirt when on. i need a tan t-shirt. i've been wearing white, but tan would look better.

10. jay is the whiniest child in the western hemisphere--8-year-olds annoy me.

here's a rant for you

why the fucking fuck will fucking blogroller not fucking update my fucking blogroll like it is fucking supposed to so i don't fucking have to fucking check the fucking blogs individually and infuckingvariably skip someone's fucking blog or miss some fucking important bit of news or a useless fucking meme that i might have fucking wanted to fuck around with.

from the mouths of babes...

soooooo, i got my hair cut. and when i say cut, i mean serious, no-holds-barred, shorter than my sons' in the back, cut. i was just ready for a change and i decided to embrace my inner posh and go long in front, short in back. i wanted it more like hers but my bangs aren't long enough to pull that off yet, so we did it shorter on the sides and in the back--this way it should grow out fairly smoothly.

anyway, when i got home, i had some serious roots and higlight gaps because she cut a lot off the top and we sort of changed the part. no problem-i always have highlights and/or color around, so i just whipped out the highlights and fixed the problem. or so i thought. i didn't look at the back in the full light and it never even dawned on me that the majority of the color on the back of my head ended up on the floor of the shop (i'm not always brilliantly logical irl). today, sam was checking out my hair and he got very excited.

how cool! your hair is brown like mine in the back!

yeah, sam, really cool. and now i've got to color--but i just did highlights, so if i color over them, i'll lose them and have to do them again--and i really like them right now. damn, damn, damn.


photo--not particularly flattering, but you can see how short the hair is.

pardon the brief interruption

shitty, terrible, horrible, no-good, very-bad mood lately and i have nothing even remotely positive or constructive to post or bitch about, so i'm going to take the weekend to just pull my head out of my ass and get my act together. or get really drunk and forget anything unpleasant. not sure which yet.

i call bullshit

tonight we ate chinese and at the end of the meal, the highlight was, of course, the fortune cookie. even though i don't actually eat the cookie anymore, i still read the fortune because you never know when they might stick in a coupon for a free buffet or something. so, my little scrap of paper contained this view of my future:

a friend is a present which you give yourself

that is NOT a fucking fortune--it's a cheesy, proverby, homily, so WHY was it in my fortune cookie? i guess on an amusing note, i could use my friend kelly's trick of adding 'in bed' at the end of my so-called fortune and it would at least be interesting...assuming the friend had batteries, of course, and not like a real person because that would be, well weird.

a friend is a present which you give yourself in bed

sam has been updated

we made a video.

i'm going to change the whole site around when i get some gumption--the pictures are over a year old. he's getting irritated with me.

i think i need a FAQ

my friend mamakohl has one and, well, if she can, then i can. so now i just need some questions. you can ask them in the comments or you can email me at kim at kimmah.net. and don't go asking me dumb questions--i have to try to look all smart and pithy and witty.

the hell?

nothing infuriates me more than being talked to as if i am stupid child in need of enlightenment. ESPECIALLY on matters of teaching.

back the fuck off.

misc. thing spewing from my brain

the percocet haze--it's an interesting thing.

• my recovery from this surgery has been ridiculously easy--i feel sort of stupid even saying i've had surgery because there is really not that much pain or swelling. i've used crutches only once so far and that was after PT. i'm still bruised, the teeniest bit swollen, and stiff, but really, nothing bad. i took a pain pill tonight because for some reason i thought it made sense to wear 3+inch wedge heels to dinner (probably would have been okay) and then to wal mart. achey, but still not horrible. and the meds dull the pain, yes they do.




• wtf is the point of a skort exactly? i bought one tonight because it was cute and almost knee-length (i have thigh issues) and i thought it was a good alternative to wearing shorts for inservice and the like, but i'm really confused. why the shorts-under-a-skirt? you can't even see the shorts part (i wouldn't have bought it if you could). the front and the back look like a skirt..see here: see? no visible skort markings on the front and none on the back, either. just random shorts underneath. WHY? i guess i can climb a ladder when at work without fear of flashing.


• i'm going to meet with a trainer at the Y tomorrow (was supposed to go friday, but rescheduled it) and i'm determined to take what he says and turn it into my july-obsession.


• i find that i enjoy britain's next top model much more than i do the american version...and i just realized that the presenter (i have no clue what her name is) sounds just like my one of my favorite chicks from the bbc's version of trading spaces--changing rooms. i can't remember her name either--the blonde one who also does home invaders or what every that show is.


• i really like lush's aqua marine face cleanser. a lot. i'm almost done with my sample and i shudder to think how much that's going to set me back when i get ready to purchase a full-sized portion. *shakes imaginary fist at frisque and other lushies for piquing my interest*.


• getting and maintaining a tan takes far more effort than i really ever want to put into my appearance. ditto with getting defined arm muscles, come to think of it.


• i wore a white headband swimming yesterday and when i came home and took it off, it had red blotches on it from my hair color. that is troublesome, to say the least. guess i'll be coloring on a more regular basis during chlorine season, eh?


• o'charley's has the best damn fried mozzerella that i've had. it's expensive, yet worth it. the rest of their menu? not so much.


• i'm going to spearhead 'family yardwork day' in the morning. it should be a real sight to behold. oy.


• blogger offers up 'scooters' as a sample label title--are there really THAT many people who would use a "scooter' category?


• lucy, the blonde chick, just won bntm on my dvr. in case you care. she beat edwina. i'm so glad that my name is not edwina. or lucy for that matter.