Movers and Shakers

Isn't it amazing what simple things like "picnik" can do?

paradise is coming

Nick made me realize that all of my friends will know one another and live and laugh with one another for eternity. Now that's a thought.

Oculus Reparo

Anne is eating hair

Mr. Van Dop and I had students relay competitive post-it notes -- the kids loved it. I secured our names for the Harmon house off campus. Rachel and Kayla picked me up from school and we had a laugh fest. Kayla had an animal knot in her back and insulted Rachel's massaging abilities. Rachel realized her mistake was that she was not just poking Kayla gruffly in her shoulder bone. THAT is the way of a true masseuse. (Rachel mocking Kayla: "OH I'm a princess and you're a professional masseuse so you should know what you're doing.") Kayla almost killed us trying to freak out Joe on the road. Life is good.

valentine

Last night, Mike took me to Paynes. He made fun of everything he thought was "hipster" and talked for hours about funny swim team stories. It was great. Our waitress was HIGH ON LIFE. The cheque was in a basket. Our menus were in books about Greece and Spain. It was just a good time.

Jon and Jess named their fish funny names. Zach had music in his bones. Mike and I sat and read and talked for hours. He explained the history of personhood to me. I love him.

Happy Valentines!

I was never against Valentine's day as a single: I got to make crafts and I got chocolate. Lots of chocolate. Totally fair trade.

I made a pop-up card for Michael and he brought Starbucks and a card when he picked me up this morning. :] 

Kids came up to me throughout the day with suckers and candies and timidly asked if they could eat their treats. Without blinking, I'd happily reply, "Of course you can! Happy Valentine's day!" I printed off our worksheets on pink paper. GUYS. Our lesson tied so perfectly together! We talked about Saint Valentine and tied it to saints' days from Catherine, Called Birdy. We made skits and analyzed how people show what they think by what they say and do. It was so, so great. In both classes, I had a skit that made me laugh out loud -- normally my laughter is in good humor, not because I'm truly tickled.

At one point, one of my students shouted the beginning of his line, but never finished because he thought he saw a period: "THE UMPS!" He bellowed. It didn't make any sense. He was supposed to say "The ump's totally unfair!"

When I was being observed, a boy told his two "girlfriends" that there was plenty of him to "go around." I rang my "end of skit" bell a billion times as we all laughed -- including Dr. Seaborn, who was observing me.

texting like we're in a book

"soo beth"
"Soooo ben"
"I have a bad memory. Lets start with that. I need you to tell me the end of a story."

Hindsight

I would not recommend Chronicle unless you're prepared for a dark commentary on the abuse of power... with very little redemption.

I would recommend the Chuck Wagon as a pizza place. I would recommend Michael Conner as a boyfriend. But I won't. Not for you, leastways. He's happily taken. :]