Dear Terps,
I have officially filed for divorce. 61 days, and it will all be over.
Love, Confusia

And Time Stood Still

Dear Confusia,
I can't figure out which is worse, that this is only Wednesday (and Monday was a holiday) or that it's only 9:45. Either way, time is DRAGGING. I guess I should be happy that there are only 6 days of school left (5 if we don't count today), but when the clock seems to be stuck, it doesn't really matter, right?
Actually, if I think about everything I have to accomplish between now and next Wednesday, I might start to cry. We have the following to get through: college research presentations, diversity workshops, Shakespearean dress rehearsals and performances, mythology projects, film viewing of Speak, talent show, Fiest Texas field trip, kayaking field trip, year book signing, teachers vs. students dodgeball tournament, advisory kickball tournament, curriculum binders for ALL THREE PREPS! ARGH!!!!!
How is it going over there?
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
Remind me never to work there. Why have they packed so much into so few days? They couldn't have spread it out a little? That doesn't make much sense.
Nothing much happening here. Several months ago I sent all the paperwork off to the divorce attorney, but I still hadn't heard back from him. I'm tired of waiting on him, so I just finished all the paperwork myself and am filing all on my own! That's how you get a free divorce! Good thinking, huh? So all I have to do now is turn that stuff in downtown (tomorrow! bright and early!!!!) , and wait 61 days or less, and then I will no longer be a separatee...I will be a divorcee. Couldn't happen too soon. Shall we plan a party, perhaps? A little karaoke madness? Actually, I don't care if I'm the only one there, and the party involves me relaxing on the couch with a good book, it will still be considered a party! ha ha
So as far as Rachel's wedding goes...Do you think it would be in bad taste to get her a divorce gift certificate? Honestly, I can give her my card with one free divorce included because I'm practically an expert now. I think it would be a very practical gift. If she doesn't need it, that's great, but she'll have the protection of knowing it's there. ha ha
No, no, no. I'm kidding. Despite it all, I still think marriage can be a really wonderful thing, but you just have to be really careful about who you do it with...ha ha
Love, Confusia
Dear Confusia,
Why have they packed so much in the last week? Well, that's probably because we've been preparing for TAKS and finals up until now. We haven't had any free time. When you have kids taking 5 different TAKS tests and no teachers want to give up a second of class time because of that, you find yourself with a shit ton of activities to do in the last week of school. Oh, when I was giving my list of everything that has to be done, I forgot to mention the cotillion this weekend. Oh goodie!
So, as for your divorce, congratulations! I remember mine well. I remember it was scheduled at 9:00 (first thing on the court docket). I left from there to go get him off my insurance at work. I then went to get a new social security card without THAT last name on it. And I rounded out the day by getting a new driver's license. It was the best day of my life! I'm all for a party, but would need to know when and where and hope that I can be around for it!
Oh God! They're back...
Love, Terps

Rough Weekend: Thankful for the Extra Recovery Day

Dear Confusia,
Here's hoping this finds you well. I hope you had a smashingly good Memorial Day and enjoyed your long weekend. I did not.
Christina's birthday was last Tuesday. Well, as we all had to work on Wednesday, we decided that we would just wait until Saturday to celebrate. And celebrate we did. We celebrated SO much that I spent most of Sunday promising that I would NEVER celebrate anything ever again. I have no idea what exactly happened, but I was sicker than a dog. I know I had a few shots, but really, it did not seem like anything out of the ordinary. However, once I got home Saturday night/Sunday morning, my bathroom became a vomitorium. I threw up so much that I thought I HAD to be puking up internal organs (my OLD diet plan, getting rid of pesky internal organs). If that wasn't enough, when I was finally able to drag my miserably sore and unwell body out of bed later Sunday morning, it became RetchFest 2009. At this point, there was no substance coming out, just a constant gagging (great for the abs, by the way). At about 1:00, I managed to eat about half of a Luna Bar. At 1:20, I (remarkably) managed to throw up an entire Luna Bar (who knows how???). After that I decided the only thing I could do was go back to bed. I literally crawled to my bed, trailed by Rhoda and Bowie (they thought this was the best game ever). I had no sooner hoisted myself into bed before the metalic taste of upcoming upchuck flooded my mouth. I threw myself toward the bathroom door just in time to splatter bile all over my closed toilet lid. (Why oh why had I closed it? How silly was I to have thought the whole ordeal could be over???) I then continued to vomit up bile for what seemed like hours but was maybe ten minutes. I do not know if you have much experience in the bile puking department, but it is unpleasant. As I don't have a gall bladder to store my bile, I have had the bile vomitting experience numerous times, and it never gets better. After that, I crawled back to bed where I simply asked the powers that be to kindly kill me. Clearly they did not. After a two-hour nap, I woke up somewhat better but not good by any stretch. It was not until Monday morning that I actually did feel on the verge of death. Thankfully, I had Monday to recover. So, all in all, my weekend sucked nuts. Do tell me all about yours!
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
Um, well...mine wasn't as bad as yours, nope. What on earth did you drink that caused all of this? did you drink on an empty stomach, because that's what usually makes me end up over the toilet after drinking. That hasn't happened to me in over a year, though, so that's good. Maybe you had a stomach virus simultaneously. what you are describing sounds like my experience last March. Bad stomach virus, night of endless vomiting, ER visit complete with IV full of liquids, anti-vomit medicine, and morphine, on a plane with three kids three hours later on my way to New Jersey to be Bridesmaid for sister. I will never forget that because it was one of the most difficult, strenuous things I've had to do, ever. There have been a few times in my life when I've been amazed to discover the amount of strength I possess. This was one of those occasions. It doesn't sound all that big a deal, but navigating an airport with three kids when you feel like complete death? I just wanted to cry and give up. It started on a Wed. night, and I didn't wake up feeling human until Saturday morning. I bet that's what happened. Virus. I'm glad you're feeling better now, though.
I didn't do much Saturday or Sunday. I worked on my garden, did a million loads of laundry, cleaned house, read some books, played with the baby. Monday, my friend invited me out to lunch and a movie. So we played grand theft auto two, and he killed me about a million times. Then, we went to see Terminator Salvation. He's so wonderful. There are so many things about him that I respect and admire. Sigh... :)
After I left his apartment, I picked up the kids, and took them swimming for a short while. We got to the pool, and had been there for five minutes when Isaac tells me he has to go to the bathroom. So that kind of cut the swim time short. The water was quite cold, but I managed to get in the pool anyway. The baby was in heaven. I had to keep lifting her up because she was trying to stick her whole head in the water. she's ready to go!
Anyway, now back at work. Terrific. I can't believe first period just ended. ????????? that only took five hours. Why is time passing so slowly???
Love, Confusia

So?????

The question on everyone's minds...how did the tiramisu turn out?
Oh and I wouldn't want to drive back to Ft. Worth from Henderson after the wedding if I were you. It's probably 3 or 4 hours and the wedding doesn't even start until 7. Maybe you could go in with us on our room? Just a thought. Let me know. And I can't believe the man in your life doesn't want to spend a romantic get-away weekend in exotic Henderson, Texas, watching two strangers get married. Pity. Oh, and what are you wearing to the wedding?
Dear Terps,
I think the Tiramisu turned out pretty well. There was a lot of it, too, because I didn't discover that the recipe served 15 until I got to the end of the recipe. :) I left the rest of it with him because he said he would have it finished by today. That's good, because the thought of how many calories it has tells me that I do NOT need to be the one to finish it off! It was an amazing meal, though! He is an unbelievably good cook. He made a curry that was completely perfect. Then there were these sauces that he made! An habanero pepper sauce, a mango jalapeno dressing, cucumber sticks...SO GOOD! It put my tiramisu to shame. Seriously, my toes curl when I think about that curry! To top it off, he had a large bottle of Capt. Morgan (he must be psychic...ha ha) and that mixed with blueberry and blackberry juice...Then the Irish Cream later, and on and on...I can't remember a better meal. It was a lovely evening. When I got there, we were working out how to run the fryer he purchased, and he said, "You've had a day that took a lot of patience, so I don't want you doing any of the work. I want you to relax." So wonderful. So opposite anything I've heard for....well, ever. It's pretty cool when, you've been through so much that you start to lose faith in humanity (mostly the male part) and then you meet someone who fails to fit into the stereotypes you want to start creating out of hurt and anger....That's a rambling sort of sentence, but the thing is...It's good to know that prohibiting yourself from building defensive walls can eventually be rewarded by meeting someone like him. Not that there's anyone like him but him, but you probably get what I'm saying. I think highly of him, have alot of respect for him. I appreciate that he doesn't demand constant waiting on him, or for me to entertain him. He's very self-sufficient, and that helps me remember how to be me...without always trying to be everything to everyone else. Okay, I think I'm done with my rambling now. :)
I ahve no idea what to wear to Rachel's wedding. Is it casual, semi-formal??? I'm thinking probably not overalls..ha ha I have a silver (or as I like to call it "light black") dress that I can wear. It's knee length, and a little fancy, but not formal or semi-f. Perhaps I'll wear that. I also have the dress I wore last night, which is black, and sort of reminds me of the Grecian style...It comes over one shoulder, and has sort of an empire waist...I don't know what the fashion terms are because I'm fashion challenged, but that one might work, too. What are you wearing? Youre lam-e skort set with matching tube top, or the lace gouchos with the word "Hottie" across the fanny in felt? ha ha I wouldn't dare to dream that you would put us all to shame with the infamous "thigh skirts"...bwahahahahah
Love, Confusia
Oh me...I guess I'll wear the bridesmaid dress I bought. It's kind of nice because I don't have to think about it. Of course, I've been struggling with the shoe thing. I bought a pair of sandals that I thought would be perfect, but now I realize that I can't wear hose with them and my legs are all bruised up from working out at the gym so much, so that's probably not going to work. Now, I'm at a loss. Of course, I realize that nobody will give a damn about me and the state of my legs, so maybe I should just wear them and be damned. And, the wedding is at 7, so it'll get dark shortly thereafter. Hell, maybe I'll get struck down with swine flu or chicken pox (which I've never had, by the way) right before the wedding and not have to deal with it at all. That'd be okey-dokey with me.
Did I tell you we're having a school Enviromental Carnival today? Yep, that's neat. That's one more thing to stack on top of the million others things we have going on around here. Oh and course it can't be during the school day...NNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!! It's after school until 7:30. Because let's ne honest. That's exactly how I want to spend my Friday night of Memorial Day Weekend. EXACTLY! I guess the upside is that it did keep me from having to work at the Warehouse tonight. Of course, now I have to work tomorrow instead, but... Which means I can't really drink tonight, because I have to get up early to do all the shit that I would normally do during the whole day. NEAT! I can't wait until June 3rd. Of course, I have to work summer camp throughout June. Let me rephrase. I can't wait until June 27th.
Love, Terps
P.S. As this day wears on, I hate it more and more.

How Much Longer?

Dear Confusia,
So I have a question for you. When's your last day of school? It seems to me that our last day is excessively far away. We're here until June 3rd. Granted, the last week of school is simply going to be "let's watch a movie" week, but still. Why bother?
Also, I have super good news. Turns out there WILL be booze at Rachel's wedding. Now the downside is it will be a cash bar, but after being stuck in Henderson, Texas, for two days, I'd pay any amount for a drink. By the way, I'm staying in Kilgore because it's cheaper. If you plan on staying the night on Saturday, I recommend you try Kilgore and not Henderson.
Ugh....must go work. More later!
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
I think our last day is June 9th. That's the work day. Unfortunately, plenty of kids act up even on the last day of school, so I will be busy for the rest of the year.
I've considered staying the night, but I don't know that I can. How far is Henderson from Ft. Worth? I invited my friend, and he made it pretty clear that he'd rather be waterboarded than go to a wedding. ha ha I tend to feel the same way, which is why my own wedding consisted of about 20 minutes of preparation time. Some weddings can be fun. You remember that wedding we went to the first year we met, where I enjoyed quite a nice amount of champaigne? Didn't we go to the hideous club at the Green Oaks Inn when it was over? I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but was that the evening of "Agron"? I remember he thought you were hot. That was when the infamous line of yours, "A-gron weary of him." was born, was it not? That might have been a different night. It's funny that while I have some good memories of the few times we went there, they are also bad memories, too. ha ha Like when you were the unwilling one woman USO...ha ha ha ha ha Maybe not bad so much as funny. There was that guy there who always danced with himself. Almost glued to the mirror while he danced. I always wanted to suggest that maybe he and himself should get a room.
Most weddings though, are not fun, including mine. Most of the time, it goes like this...
A. the boring part
B. dinner mints
C. another boring part
I remember once my family had to go to three weddings in three weekends. I think I was about 25. On the third weekend my mom asked me if I was excited to go to the next wedding, and I replied, "If given the choice, I wouldn't go to my OWN wedding at this point." I've never understood why more people don't just elope. Honestly, that way you can have the wedding and honeymoon all at the same time, you save alot of money, and spend less time being stressed out. Of course, you don't get the wedding haul of gifts, either, but seriously now, how many serving platters does one need?
So tonight I'm going to make (or attempt to make) a fabulous tiramisu. I got the kahlua, and a hazelnut liqeuer, and it better turn out alright. I have posted a pic above of said tiramisu. I only wish I had a way to post a photo of the finished product ala confusia so that we could make humorous and unflattering comparisons. Ah well. Have a good rest of the day!
Love, Confusia
PS Apparently, I am not being allowed to add the photo, but be aware that it was incredibly impressive! ha ha

Teacher Found Under Desk Rocking Back and Forth and Sucking Thumb

Dear Confusia,
I am about to lose it. I do not know how or why this happened, but my school scheduled two MAJOR events between now and the last day of school. This Friday we have a school carnival complete with everything you could imagine. However, unlike other schools, where the PTA puts on carnivals, WE put it on. It is student lead, which as we all know, is just another way of saying TEACHER lead. And as if that wasn't enough, Saturday, May 30, we have an 8th grade cotillion complete with red carpets and fancy dresses and all that nonsense. I guess it wouldn't be such a big deal, but we're trying to wrap up the school year, give final exams, finish major projects, etc, and then you want me collecting money for these events, along with cookies and frosting, and decorations for the booth that I am in charge of yet would never actually eat anything from. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???????
I think I'm about to be over the deep end.
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
With DaThug getting married and all, now, I think it's about that time...I'm talking about auditions for DaThug 2009. I will begin putting up signage in urban gang infested areas immediately. Should be easy since I work in one. Hell, I could probably just put a few posters in my classroom, and never have to leave the comfort of the AC. I am really, really glad that I don't have to deal with a carnival OR a cotillion, though as heinous as it sounds, I might suggest to principal that we have one next year. It might expose these kids to something other than Gangsta Rap and dance floor procreation. Just sayin'. We usually have a dance, but it would be kinda cool to have one where the kids have to dress up. The girls would go psycho about it!
You'll never guess what I saw on my way to work this morning. Seriously.
A kid on a bike, crossing an extremely busy road, while talking on a cell phone. I guess it will make it that much easier for the person on the other end to dial the ambulance when he/she hears the sound of crunching bones. WTF??? I need a bumper sticker that says, "Shut up, and bicycle!"
Love, Confusia

I Can See Clearly Now the Rain Has Gone!

Dear Terps,
What a fantastic day, huh?! I have no kids with me this morning! That's because I've put in my two weeks of purgatory, and now they're all at AEP. Sweet Jesus, what a happy day!
So I have a dinner date Thursday, and I'm going to make the dessert. I'm going to attempt Tiramisu, because it is the food of the gods, and I'm really hoping it isn't a disaster. Of course, I don't know how you can really go wrong with liqueur, chocolate (and because I'm not a vegan...)copious amounts of whipped cream. As far as I'm concerned, just stick all that stuff in a bowl, and dig in. Who even cares about presentation at that point??? ha ha However, I'm going to try to make it really pretty, too. We'll see how it goes.
How is your Monday so far? I should probably apologize for my extremely aggressive diatribe last week, but seriously, I was showing alot of restraint under the circumstances.
Oh, I have a question for you. I don't know if you'll have a solution, but here goes.
Lately, when I wash clothes, they end up smelling strange, and not in a good way. They smell sort of like wet clothes that have been in a plastic bag for a few too many hours. I do not know why. It's got to stop, though. Do you think if I ran an empty load with just a bunch of bleach it would clear up this problem? It's so stupid, but not being what I would call the Domestic Goddess type, I have no idea how to solve this. I know you aren't exactly the Domestic Goddess type, either, but I figured two heads are better than one, right? Maybe your mom would know. That reminds me of that post you did about "your mom". ha ha I swear, I would rather solve global warming than try to figure out the mechanics of washing machine smells.
Sorry this is kind of rambling. I honestly think I'm just so giddy today that it's hard to focus!
Love, Confusia
Update: How did I get so lucky? First lunch happened, and I got sixteen kids like magic! I haven't enough desks in my room. Food fighting in the cafeteria is fun. If it were me, I would make them clean it up...with their tongues, but I guess there are laws about that kind of thing. Shame. Let's face it...my way, and they'd never throw a piece of food in the cafeteria again. This way, they will tomorrow. Which is more instructive?
Love, Confusia
Dear Confusia,
At this point, don't you think they should just suspend all of them to home? I mean I know that wouldn't be a punishment for most of them, but it wouldn't be a punishment for you either, right? Seriously! A food fight? Come the f on. You gotta be kidding me. Did they have to clean it up at all? Because maybe if they had to spend the rest of the day scrubbing spaghetti off the floors and walls that would make them think about it. I know haning out with you is pretty terrible, but not as much as cleaning a post-food fight cafeteria. Right?
As for your washing machine situation. I haven't a clue in the world what might cause that or how to fix it, but I think the bleach idea can't hurt. It's worth a try. It might not help, but it definitely won't hurt so...
I'm proud to say that I officially survived Rachel's shower, thanks to Kelli and her Aunt Eunie and a shitload of vodka. I must, however, tell you about this one thing that happened. Ok, so it's Rachel's bridal shower, right? Well, one of the guests sales jewelry from one of those "Jewelry Party" type of organizations much like Tupper Ware or Mary Kay. You know one of those things were they have a party and show you all this shit and try to get you to order it? Well, Rachel is opening her gifts, right, and she gets to the gift that this woman gives her. It turns out that it's a $50 gift certificate to buy some jewelry from her. The woman then procedes to take out all of her catalogs, throw them on the coffee table in the middle of the party and say, "And if anyone else wants to buy anything, feel free. Look at the books and let me know what you want." Can you believe that? Is that as tacky as it seemed to me???? Anyway, it's over and done with and I'll never have to do that again, so I guess all's well that ends well.
Ok, should go check on the kids. Though I think "Independent Research" should be treated as such...
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
Yeah, I'm thinking that was kind of rude to turn the shower into a sales party. I hope no one bought anything from her. I definitely think Miss Manners would frown on that, and would probably have said something like, "How thoughtful of you to consider everyone's shopping needs. I'm sure that after the shower, the other guests might enjoy looking at your catalogs." Then she would have picked up the catalogs and very gently handed them back to her. I' m not Miss Manners, though, so I probably would have just rolled my eyes behind her back and then written about her to you. ha ha Great minds think alike.
I wouldn't be sad if they suspended these kids. I think they should have had to clean up their mess. However, then you get parents who complain, "My kid didn't do nothin', and ya'll are up here tryin' to make him ya'lls slave or somethin'" Neato. God forbid anyone should try to hold a kid responsible for their actions. They wonder why the prison population is exploding. I could explain it to them.
Love, Confusia

If I Can Only Hold On Until 4...Will Confusia Be on the News?

Dearest Confusia,

I am sitting in my classroom right now imagining things like wild dogs running in and ripping me into pieces and a tornado coming through and taking me to sweet oblivion. I finally decided yesterday that if I didn't take Friday off I might do something crazy. Here's the situation I find myself in...
Of course, I have to work at the Warehouse on Friday night. That's the norm. However, they put me on the schedule to work Saturday during the day. That normally wouldn't be a problem, but Sunday is the day of Rachel's shower. My plan was to use Saturday to get all the preparation for her shower finished, but now I have NO time on Saturday because I'll be working from 10 to 8. Good times! So I just decided that I would take off Friday from school and try to get it all done then. It calmed me down considerably. Before that, I seriously thought that I would hurt myself or someone else if I had to be here on Friday. The stress of all of this shit, end of the school year, showers, weddings, etc. is just getting to me.
So how are you doing?
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
I may end up on the news by the end of the day. That's how I'm doing. My Principal decided that he wanted to move my classroom before the end of the year so that it wouldn't be waiting when we got back. The teacher in the class who I was told to switch with is a long-term sub. I didn't know the move was happening this week until some men showed up yesterday to take out cabinets. Guess who had to get all her stuff packed up right then? Oh yea! Today was the big moving day. The ten alternative kids I've got are my little movers. So the principal was working in my old room. the VP and I were working in the room I'm moving to...In between, all the kids with behavioral problems are running amok with beakers, chairs, desks, books, paper, etc. The other teachers are glaring at me. All of my stuff is in buckets, plastic bags, and boxes being shuttled by juvenile fucking delinquents while some of the kids are finishing their TAKS tests. To say that I'm a little worn out and homicidal right now is an understatement...If one of these kids asks me the same damn question I've already answered 6 times ONE MORE TIME!!! I am going to go ape shit, for real!!! I have these kids one more day, and if I can get through tomorrow without getting fired, it will be a testament to my patience and self-control. I also want to put a sign on the door to my room that says the following: IF YOU KNOCK ON MY DOOR ONE MORE TIME, I WILL BREAK YOUR GODDAMN FINGERS OFF AND RUN THEM THROUGH THE SHREDDER WHILE YOU CRY AND BLEED. Do you think that would be clear enough? Seriously, today is shitty. I'm looking around at all my stuff stuck on cabinets, everything out of order, and I'm like, "Why now? Why today? "
Love, Confusia
THat's IT! I just marched a kid down to the office. I walked into the principal's office, and said, "Please don't let this kid come back tomorrow. I cannot vouch for my actions. I'm about to lose it. I will PAY you to send that kid home!!! For the love of GOD, do NOT let him come back tomorrow!!"
I think they understood because they're about to call home. I will call in sick or go home sick, I swear ! I cannot deal with that little bastard one more day! Seriously.
Love, Confusia who is about to drop kick that little shit.

Wow!

Just saw your photo on LOTD. Nice Glamour Shot. Why have I never seen that before? Only 2 more Mondays...but four more weeks.
Dear Terps,
The "Glamour Shot" is something I try to keep under wraps as much as possible. I sent it to Cary awhile back for the book he was putting together as I am clutching my collar in the picture while wearing silver serving platters for earrings. I told him he could use it in the Mother's Day post because I don't have a scanner, and it would have taken too long to mail another pic. Also, I figured everyone could use a good laugh. I had those taken several years ago. I think I was 24. If you think that one's something, you should see the one with the shiny pink cloth wrapped around me to look like a strapless formal. SPECIAL! So yep, twelve years ago I guess I looked like that. Not so much anymore. I should have a new "glamour photo" done to see how different it would be. Or not. If you desire to view the other fabulous glamour shots from the same session, I would be happy to show them to you at some point. However, since you're not bulimic, I don't see how they would have any value for you...lol
Hope you are well. I'm back at work on a lovely, rainy Monday. Yippee.
Love, Confusia
Dear Confusia,
Glamour shots. That's just so funny. I had some done too, when I was probably 20. My mom had some kind of coupon. I don't remember much about it except that I really DID NOT want to do it, and that the pictures creeped me out when they came in. I wonder if my mom still has them. Perhaps, we could get together, make a suicide pact, and then die of humiliation as we looked at each other's photos? Something to think about.
I can't believe we have 16 days of school left. I know that seems like nothing when you consider that we've already had 170 days this semester, but each day gets harder than the one before, yes?
Yes, so Rachel's wedding. I doubt there will be karaoke as there won't be booze. Or at least that was the last thing I heard. Granted, I'm going to find a way to make sure I have booze in my system, but... As for her moving out, she moved out back in March. And though I find your offer generous, I have another roommate (and have for almost 2 years), so I'm good. Rachel's shower is this Sunday. I'm most looking forward to it being over. That whole affair has seriously stressed me out. I sent out 30+ invitations and only got RSVPs from 13. It's kind of hard to know how to plan when over half of the guests don't tell you one way or the other if they are attending. Also, it doesn't help that they put me on the schedule at the WH for Saturday during the day. So, there goes my whole flippin' weekend. Good times!
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
What? No booze??? Guess I'll make other plans then...ha ha
What will go on during the reception? Dinner...dancing? Eating of mints? I plan to be there, so I guess I'll find out then.
As for the sharing of Glamour Shot photos...I'll tell you right now, there WILL be booze involved in that! :)
Love, Confusia

Ugh! What Was I Thinking?????

Dear Confusia,

So...I might have told you that we were going to take the 8th grade girls on a field trip to Dallas today and tomorrow to visit our sister school up there. Well, with swine flu and all, we had to cancel it. Well, Austin lifted the ban on Tuesday night so we all scrambled like mad people to get the buses, hotel rooms, restaurants, museums, etc. rescheduled. Turns out that we have 13 girls who can't go on the trip for various reasons (failing grades, suspensions, didn't want to, etc.) Well, they determined yesterday that one of the teachers would have to stay behind to monitor those girls. So, guess who volunteered. At the time it seemed great. The thought of being on a bus for so long, the thought of being in charge of all those girls, having to leave the dogs, etc. But now, as I sit here watching them do busy work, I find myself bored out of my mind. What do you mean I still have two hours of this left to do today and a whole 8 hours again tomorrow??????? ARGH!!!!!!

How's it going there? I see you guys are reopening sooner than was anticipated. At least you got a little break. LUCKY!

Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
That sounds like my life every day. Fun, n'est pas?
We were out from last Thursday, and we were just called back in yesterday. We missed five school days total. Thank you, Swine Flu. Unfortunately, I found out today that all the kids I had for the week before TAKS who were supposed to be safely at alternative school are coming back here for another week of effing good times with me. So I will have ten or eleven kids in here every day next week. Brrringggg. Yes? Hello? Swine Flu? Do you wanna come over and hang out this weekend? My place at eight? Sounds great! See you then! Yeah, I'm joking about that. I do think that a week with these kids is preferable to catching swine flu, but only just barely.
For what it's worth, I think you chose wisely. Field trips are an agonizing slow death, basically. At least this way, you can surf the net if you get bored, probably.
So what's the story on PsycHo Ray's wedding? I plan on being there, and I thought about asking my Friend if he'd like to attend with me. Will there be karaoke at the reception? That's the important question. Will the Beastlie Girls be the wedding singers? Is she really excited or nervous? I guess she'll be moving in with her new husband. Are you going to feel partially naked without your longtime roomie? If so, let me know. I can send Confusia, Jr. down there as a replacement. That would be lots of fun! (For me, mainly.) Still, let me know.
Love, Confusia