Trip to Helen GA

The Friday after Thanksgiving We took an overnight trip to Helen. It is a small "Bavarian" town that decorates for Christmas and is cute and touristy. We stayed in an awesome hotel with a suite. It was funny though what happened when we checked in. One guy started the process and then someone who he had been helping previously came back so he handed me over to another clerk. Well he told her the room number and she made us the keys and we went up to the room. ( on the second floor) We went into the room and the couch bed in the living room was unmade and we could see that the bed in the bedroom was all messy. We had walked about half way into the room when we realized this room was occupied. Now I am not sure if the people were in there hiding in the bathroom or behind the wall in the bedroom or if they were gone. We hightailed it out of there. When we went back down to the desk, the man realized that he had told her the number for the room on the second floor instead of the third floor, which is where we ended up. It was pretty funny!

We walked around a lot and saw the sites and just happened to find a quaint little store at the edge of town.

Me and my honey at the park.

Not For the Faint of Heart (or Easily Bruised)

Ready to take on the world.
When school got out on Friday at noon most of my class, a few Fathers, Matthew and I went paint balling. The place is huge and had many playing fields : junk yard, a western city with small buildings, three story buildings, an Indian fort... It was a lot of fun but I might add it is not for crybabies or whiners. It is also not for those who bruise easily as you can see from below. This picture was taken about 3 hours after I was "shot".

A Lovingly Bestowed Gift

Cry Baby brought us a very special treat last week. She sat at the window and meowed with it in her mouth as if to say-"open up I have a treat for you." Needless to say I did NOT open the window until she had put it down on the ledge. She then began to grab it in her mouth and toss it up into the air like a toy. Gross but very funny!

I am Ridiculous!

I am ridiculous. I know it and I know you know it but as Dr. Phil says "you can't change what you won't acknowledge." A couple of weeks ago I was in a hurry and went by the post office to get a stamp and mail my mortgage payment. Well, Matt went in for me to get the stamp out of the machine and came back with a bunch of change and a 1cent stamp. I must admit I got irritated at him and went in myself to "do it right." When I got in there I found that the overpaid government workers (who at this post office are condescending and a bit rude.) had not filled the machine and I did not have time to go in and wait in the super long line. So I bought 41 of those stamps and put them on my envelope. The back was completely cover and the front nearly covered as you will see below. I know, I am ridiculous! But it sure felt good!

ARG Mateys!

Matt's class just finished reading Treasure Island and so they had pirate day. They had a treasure hunt and went to Long John Silver's for lunch. When I told my husband why they were eating there he said about Treasure Island "Why, is the book about fish?" I guess he never had to read it!

The kids loved it-especially getting out of their uniforms! Matthew did complain that I made the earring to tight though!

Important Information Concerning Children & Husbands

I just today received this important information concerning children and husbands. While this phenomenon generally affect these two groups it may also affect others such friends and coworkers. I hope that this expert in his field (I mean woods) will improve your interpersonal communication.
"If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient.It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear." Pooh's Little Instruction Book

So That's How it Works?

"The one with the most school supplies does not win. It is how we use what we have that makes the difference." Fly Lady

So that's how it works? Here I have been thinking all the junk on and in my desk was setting me up for Teacher of the Year. Boy, is that a let down! I guess I need to clean it off before I win the infamous Messiest Teacher of the Universe award.