Driving Me Insane

I had to go to traffic court yesterday because of my speeding/registration/new address ticket. So much fun. As a result I got up early this morning to go to driving school for the second time. I knew all the answers.

Actually, I didn't know the answers because of my previous experiences. I knew them because of Goofy's Motor Mania!! I think this dates me. I'm getting up there in years. *sigh*


I'm actually kind of at a loss as to what to do today? I'm usually not up on Saturday's until about eleven o'clock. I put in Final Fantasy XI to see if I could get through one of my "challenges" and spent about an hour and a half before I DIED. Without a save point anywhere nearby. I could just cry. So I'm doing the next best thing and ignoring the fact I own the game for another couple of months.

I'm excited that dad is coming over my way for a bit. I like where I'm at, but it would be nicer to be a little closer to the parents. And the puppy. AWW!! Part of me is glad I'm missing out on the nippy faze.

Thank God we got paid yesterday. I was about ready to resign myself to ramen noodles and chicken nuggets. Although, that's not too different from my normal fare...

Grinch

Someone STOLE my wreath. From my front door. They stole my WREATH!! Who does that?!?


...and yes, it was still out there even though it's February. I'm lazy.

Consider the Phone...

Karma is messing with me. I have proof.

My phone was stolen (I assume) this afternoon around the time school got out. I'm hoping some kid just picked it up accidentally and will return it later...but my naiveté doesn't really extend that far.

I feel as if I have lost my ability to communicate with the outside world. I think I'm suffering from phone withdrawal. I may begin convulsing soon. *sniff* My poor phone. I HAD JUST GOTTEN A NEW ONE!! And, AND!! My pictures of Binks and Toby were on it. I'm not happy.

Aside from that, it was a fairly good day. My concert choir got through a lot of Shenendoah without me playing their parts consistently. I'm having two of the guys from JazzCats sing with the guys in Concert Choir. It's amazing how much that helps. These guys are two of my best students, they're enthusiastic and willing to do just about anything.

We have teacher in-service tomorrow at Pickwick Inn. I've never been to Pickwick. Apparently it's about 20 minutes from here. Why we're having it there I don't know. There's also the final home game against Adamsville (the dreaded rival of the school) tomorrow. I have to stick around so the senior choir members can be recognized with their parents during halftime. Then I get to go home to Brentwood so I can play with the puppy. And figure out my phone situation. Sucky.

They introduced the senior choir members to the school during the sad excuse for a pep rally today. I don't know why they bother having pep rallys. Kids today have no pep in them. They have cynicism and mockery. The biggest reaction they get from them is when they have other students or teachers offer to humiliate themselves for their entertainment. All good fun. ...anyway. I had asked sent a student to ask the teacher in charge if they were going to introduce the seniors because I was going to give her a list of names. I was told no, they weren't. Which was a big fat lie because they introduced them anyway and managed to mangle at least three of their names. I don't know why they didn't just ask me to do it. I think it's because they have no consideration for choir AT ALL. Not that I'm bitter.

I had a puppy accost me at my house today. Cute and psycho. It wriggled around a lot and gnawed on me. It was kind of a cross between Lindy at her worst moments and Toby in all his puppy glory.

I think I'll make another quick trip up to the school to look around my room for my phone one more time. It won't accomplish much, but since my focus seems to be on that this evening, I might as well indulge in my obsessive behavior.

Dis-chords and Dat-chords

Gah! It's so COLD!! I think I've Tennessee has lowered my tolerance level when it comes to the weather. It's been a solid 35 to 40 degrees outside for the past couple of days. Yippee. We actually got out of school because of the "cold weather" a few Fridays past. Har. I really think it was an excuse to use up one of our accumulating snow days. We've had days just as cold this week and haven't gotten out. I think consistancy is what's needed here. As dumb as I think it is, I wouldn't complain if I got a call saying we were out due to sub-zero temperatures. Wusses.

Anyway, I had a fairly interesting day at school. My JazzCats keep whining about having to sing early in the morning, as usual. And, as usual, I ignore them and force them to sing anyway. I'd like to enjoy the fact that I'm torturing them, but I just find it annoying to deal with the same complaints every single day. Geez. No one should have to deal with teenagers that early in the morning.

My Concert Choir is second block and I spent a good deal of the time having them completely rearrange the seating. I have built-in, carpeted risers that barely curve inward. I hate them. I'd much rather have a flat floor so I could curve the chairs in more so they could hear each other as they sing. I decided to make an arch out of the chairs on the risers and angle them all in to each other. It's the best I can do and it actually seems to work. They sounded better once I told them to quit messing around and focus their sound. They're good kids, I just want to bash them over the heads sometimes. With love, of course.

And finally, my third block, Women's Choir. Oh the joys of having 25 plus women in the same choir room for an hour and a half. Don't you just wish you were me? The best part is that I have full length mirrors on my walls in the front of the classroom. Does anyone else have the phrase "I'm so pretty?" running through your head? Seriously, I covered up one of the mirrors with a rolling white board and I almost had a mutiny. Yeah, no joke.

We had choir practice at church tonight. I think my voice is about dead. I sing and shout all day in loud, sonorous tones so it's a wonder that I can even speak at night. *wheeze* I'm suppose to start learning how to do handbells on Wednesdays with the Forets (the band instructer and his wife) but they decided not to start up this week. It should be interesting. I've never played handbells before. We'll have to see if my hand-eye coordination is up to the task.