Get your leather fix here!!!!
This man. Tied up and SMIRKING about it….
yaaaaaaaaaaaaas. My work here is done.
Get your leather fix here!!!!
This man. Tied up and SMIRKING about it….
yaaaaaaaaaaaaas. My work here is done.
in a music classroom somewhere on the southern coast of the US.
Classroom of 6 year olds (1st grade) are lining up at the end of class.
Little Boy: *slides up next to teacher and starts petting her arm. “You are so soft!”
2nd Little Boy: *grabs other arm* – Yes you are! You are so soft! *looks at a little girl* “Come see. She’s soft!”
Little girl grabs teacher around the waist and leans in. “You’re my pillow! I love you!”
Which of course made up for the next 2 classes that were largely made up of short Hell’s Angels.
Isn’t due for a few more weeks, but there are things… I have such a to do list.
I see me spending more time than I thought at the parents over the holidays. The original plan was 5 days. I might stay 7 to 10 now. For reasons.
When we come home, the Christmas decorations are going to take a hit seriously. I have BLUE tinsel garland. This stuff is soooo 70’s. I suspect that’s how long it’s been hanging around. I know it has. I have pictures of it on our family Christmas tree in the mid- 70’s. Remember me whining about how things come my way when my mother no longer has use for it??? I have the white, rose and burgundy satin ornaments from my first adult tree. That would be the tree I put up in my first apartment. They are not doing well – the satin hair is loose. I also have the red and white striped ones my mom put on our flocked tree in the EARLY 70’s. Like when I was in elementary school. Bye b bye. Buh-bye. Really. I have stuff that just needs to go.
The plan is to purchase three large rubbermaid containers and all of my stuff will go in it. The ornament box is shot. It’s got to be 30 years old and it’s coming apart. I decided I was done decorating and I’ll be danged if I didn’t find MORE stuff. I have FIVE Christmas toppers. That’s just too many! It means I should decorate more trees. My mother will put up 14 trees in her house! Yes, most are of the short variety and she gathers them so they look like a tiny forest, but I’m not my mother.
I decorated a TABLE this year. i’ve never decorated a table.
Please! I need Richard Therapy!
I finished one book in my challenge for this month. I have 2 I’m reading and I’m having a VERY difficult time with the 2nd one. Bad to the point, I’m ready to go to the last chapter and read it so I know he’s okay and healthy and just move on. I’ll discuss that later.
And considering my week this week and the next few weeks coming up, I’m going to finish this little challenge right this minute.
Today is my quiet day. Meaning, today is the day I get in the floor with the pillows with my Reading Warrior Princesses. I do my lesson planning. I’ll do grades. They need to be done before we leave in 9 days and i’m not grading after next week, so I’m just going to go for it. I need to do my data graphs baneofmyexistence. Such is.
So maybe it isn’t my quiet day. But it’s my quieter day. After warm temps the last few days – it got to 78 yesterday – Friday’s high will be 51 and the low will be 31. I’m declaring a pajama day on Saturday where I will utilize my comfy chair and read.
Oh, and just cuz…
I don’t SET a table…
The trim on the plates matches the trim on the glassware. Funny that I got the dishes at Winn Dixie and the glasses over the years at Long John Silvers. (One year they did water glasses, the next sherbet cups, the next year it was long stems and then long stems with handles…)
I take shitty pictures. My hands shake.
Yes, I finally found a light to shove up her tookus!!! I’ve added some blue star garland, decided the gold star garland was too much. The train is up and running and my niece says I have enough ornaments. Final pictures forthcoming!
I have enough stuff for another tree.
Behind on beefcake, behind on reading… sheesh.
I turn 55 tomorrow and I celebrated my last FIRST breakfast at 54 with cold pizza. The niece is here and she thinks I need pizza, cake, and desserts all weekend, along with a marathon of Harry Potter. I’d like a marathon of Hobbit/LOTR, but waaaaay hey. Whatever floats my boat, kwim?
I’m counting down 2 weeks (and 2 days) left of school before the slightly over 2 week holiday. I am reminded of the last year I taught at my previous school where I spent the year living for weekend and long breaks. I’m not burnt out, I’m simply at a loss of what to do or how to deal with my rugmuffins. Defiant. Rude. Oppositional. And I’m just talking about my kinders. And my heart breaks for them.
The grade level I look forward to is off the chain. Completely. My sister texts me in the middle of class – Got a class? We need to talk!
So she’s texted we NEED…. I text back…they’re doing a sing a long video. What up?
My parental units were in another car wreck early yesterday. She and the elder of my brothers were high-tailing it to the hospital. Some really old coot (like in the 90 range) ran a stop sign and turn left in front of them, taking off their front end. Air bags did not deploy as they weren’t going fast enough. Paramedic told my brother the car is totaled. Cop told my sister, no it’s not. We’ll see. Said Old Coot got out of the vehicle and immediately began to clean up the accident scene, removing the debris from the road. He then tells someone that this is his 3rd wreck in the last year, he’ll probably lose his license.
I hope so.
They are alright. They were sent to the nice new shiny hospital 15 minutes away, where they were separated and treated. This upset both of them. But both are okay and were sent home with pain killers and muscle relaxers. Baby sister fed them and will be over to check on them this morning. Insurance has been called and the rental agency will come to the house sometime today with a vehicle. Someone needs to find where the car is at and take pictures.
I’m not there. This bothers me immensely. Dear Former Suitor, if you’re keeping up. This is why I was REALLY loathe to uproot and move. Imagine me down there, 10 hours away and this happening. I wouldn’t wish this on you…
Now granted I COULD go home, but there isn’t a need right now and I will be home in 2 weeks and 3 days. Mom is bruised up pretty bad. You can stare at my mom and she bruises.
Sigh. This has made for a long day and long night. And while this is going on, my normally wonderful class, decides it’s time to have a hootinanny. Their teacher walks in while I’m trying to text and get them to settle down. SHE gets them quiet and tells me – call. Now. And they all sit there and listen.
My last class found out and said – we’re staying in our room to read. you deal. At the time, we didn’t know WHAT hospital, nada. So I’m carrying on between my sister and my brother and the phone and facebook messenger.
But they are okay. For now.
I did some reading last month. A little. I have 2 books left in my 50 book challenge. I wanted to return and read the series I started last year and didn’t. Guess what my REAL challenge is for next year? I’ll post that next month.
This month, I only read 3 books. Between holidays, performances, digging out the garage to get the Christmas stuff… I fall into bed exhausted and sleepy. I read before I go to bed, so having my reading time cut into by something as mundane as sleep is irritating.
I picked up the first back in March as a freebie. The author contacted me in October and sai that if I promised to give an honest review, she would give me the 2nd – for free.
Now, 2 free books in a series? I’m all for that.
So we have 2 very sweet, Christian romances, that are really over the top. They take place in bakeries and i’m miffed because there were no recipes included. The suspense isn’t suspenseful, you know who is giving our little baker a hard time from the get go and the protagonist’s enemies are SOOOOOO LOUD and over the top – and wear too much make up Trust me. If the woman next to you is wearing too much make up, by golly she’s after your man. Easy reads, enjoyable just…. nice after a rough day. Does not hurt the brain. Freebies are good.
And then I read…
Mimi has been after me – nicely – to read ANYTHING of this author for ages. So I did. This is the review I left at GoodReads.
Marjorie’s books have been on my To Read list for a while. I have a friend who thinks the world of her and has been rather nicely insistent – Zee, girl, you gotta read her.
Urban Fantasy. Character Development the likes I’ve not seen in ages and ages. (with the exception of Jeri Westerson, and she’s a completely different genre.) The plot is hyper-developed, engaging, suck you in by your soul. It will lure you in, grab you by the throat and take you on a ride you don’t want to watch but must. It cranks along like an unoiled engine – which it should and does perfectly.
Have you ever unraveled a piece of cloth, with explicit designs? The one thread makes no sense, but when you put it with the rest, the pattern is exquisite. That’s what this book is. Threads of a cloth that don’t come together until the end. And the threads are shades of grey and black and white and ink and jet and smog and coal and fog. I never knew there were so many shades of iron.
The fantasy elements are well thought out, thoroughly developed, well written and completely believable. That it’s been dropped in our modern time and day is nothing short of astounding.
My only niggle – and this is simply personal and has NOTHING to do with the book – it’s hard to read about a nasty , vicious, but lovable little demon with your name. Zee.
There are more of these, right? Right? There are more? This isn’t the end of the story, is it????
I have 2 books to read for the rest of my yearly challenge. I plan to read the two most recent Masters and Mercenaries. One is a recipe book filled with short stories. And then I’m going back and gathering the multiple series I began last year and next year, I will finish them. OR catch up.
I need to call my parents. My mom should be up by now.
Yas! Yas it is!!!! It’s also my birthday weekend! Niece is coming over for hte weekend and I expect pizza, brownies, maybe a cake and a Hobbit/LOTR marathon to commence.
Also for my bloodsugar to skyrocket massively.
Have you seen the new Richard pics????
That man is F I N E FINE! I love him in black and I love the turtleneck and I love the longer, wavy hair up top and and and…
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas. The video is lovely. All of it is…. lovely.
I’m trying to get Gary laid and it’s not working. It might have to do with the fact I’ve been sick and nothing is jelling, so I might go over to William and write his next chapter. It’s a rough one. His world gets turned upside down. I think the chapter itself spans 10 years.
Speaking of William… get ‘cher Guy on.
but happy, nonetheless.
My tree is finally up. It has taken days to decorate it. Really. It went up Sunday. Things started going on it Monday. I should have had it done in an hour.
Sadly, a stomach bug has laid me low. So it’s been put together a few ornaments at a time.
It is NOT the prettiest tree I’ve had. It is not the thematically correct. There isn’t a story behind most of the ornaments. What it is, is what I love.