Rob just shared a story with me that left me with my mouth open and speechless.
Three years ago, a teacher in Rob's school continued denying a student a hall pass for the bathroom. The student indicated that it was not an emergency, and that he could wait.
Later in the class, something smelled weird. I must remind you that I have no additional details, only what Rob is able to remember at the moment. After investigating, the teacher found that the student had pooped in the sink in the classroom.
Disappointingly, Rob cannot remember what happened next in the classroom, why no one saw this happen, what punishment was doled out, or if this teacher has changed his bathroom policy.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
School Story
I thought I would reward my patient readers with some adventures from my professional life. Few have experienced this excitement (Amy, you remember the plethora of nose-pickers.), and only a few live it each and every day. If anyone would ever like to experience some of this joy with me one day, just let me know. I can't guarantee anything truly exciting will happen, but events, dialogue, and observations of the tween in his or her natural habitat are sure to entertain and enlighten.
Alicia (I may or may not be using real names here.) would complain most days about a headache or stomachache and call her mom or dad to come pick her up. One normal day, Alicia complained in the morning to me about a stomachache. Now, spring conferences were just under my belt. Her parents and I discussed her need to leave school, and her mom, an RN, told me that unless she was running a fever and near death, keep her in school. Well, Alicia was not running a fever and was still talking just as much as usual (a lot), so back to her seat she went.
Alicia persisted. After lunch, she went to the office again to have her temperature taken. Normal. She called home anyway, and her mom told her that she could stick it out for the rest of the day. I reitterated that with an hour left to go of school, suggesting she put her head down on her desktop in the back of the room if she needed to.
In the midst of one of my fascinating science lessons, I heard a pop can open. So help me, there better not be a kid poppin' a top in my classroom! I looked around for the parched culprit, but instead found a gagging cluster of students. After telling them to back off, I saw Alicia, pale and hunched over a small puddle of lunch. Oops. My bad.
As it turns out, Alicia had appendicitis, which her mom caught later that evening when Alicia was moaning and twisting while trying to soak in the bathtub. Alicia recovered quickly from her surgery, and was back to school in a week. Her science book, however, was not so lucky.
Alicia (I may or may not be using real names here.) would complain most days about a headache or stomachache and call her mom or dad to come pick her up. One normal day, Alicia complained in the morning to me about a stomachache. Now, spring conferences were just under my belt. Her parents and I discussed her need to leave school, and her mom, an RN, told me that unless she was running a fever and near death, keep her in school. Well, Alicia was not running a fever and was still talking just as much as usual (a lot), so back to her seat she went.
Alicia persisted. After lunch, she went to the office again to have her temperature taken. Normal. She called home anyway, and her mom told her that she could stick it out for the rest of the day. I reitterated that with an hour left to go of school, suggesting she put her head down on her desktop in the back of the room if she needed to.
In the midst of one of my fascinating science lessons, I heard a pop can open. So help me, there better not be a kid poppin' a top in my classroom! I looked around for the parched culprit, but instead found a gagging cluster of students. After telling them to back off, I saw Alicia, pale and hunched over a small puddle of lunch. Oops. My bad.
As it turns out, Alicia had appendicitis, which her mom caught later that evening when Alicia was moaning and twisting while trying to soak in the bathtub. Alicia recovered quickly from her surgery, and was back to school in a week. Her science book, however, was not so lucky.
PBA?
How bad is it that my 4-year-old son continuously beat me and his grandpa in bowling this weekend? He was so on top of his game that he could tell you how many spares and strikes he had going in each game. Lucky for all involved, we were playing on the Wii. If we had been playing with a real bowling ball, I'm pretty sure Robby would have killed himself or someone else with his very unorthodox throwing style. I'm now off to find a Wii to practice so I can beat my 4-year-old. Wish me luck!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Memory Monday Update
Grace came home today with her Memory Monday.
"I MAD BLUE BAREE MUFINS"
It seems the babysitter beat out all family. Good to know.
"I MAD BLUE BAREE MUFINS"
It seems the babysitter beat out all family. Good to know.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Memory Monday
Every Monday, Grace's kindergarten class has their Memory Monday writing workshop. Grace loves Memory Monday and puts a lot of thought in throughout the week as to what she will write about.
This week was no exception. Several out-of-the-ordinary events took place, including Papa being here all week, Addy's adoption (which included a visit to the ever-popular, toy-filled basement), a visit from Aunt Lorrie, Grandma, Aunt Erin and Chloe, Kristina coming to visit/babysit (which included cooking and crafts), and Uncle Dan's recital. This evening, while still at the restaurant after Uncle Dan's recital, I asked Grace what she might write about tomorrow.
Her response? When Uncle Dan and Jeff (his friend from Martin) taught her how to do "hard math". 9000 + 9000 = 18,000
This week was no exception. Several out-of-the-ordinary events took place, including Papa being here all week, Addy's adoption (which included a visit to the ever-popular, toy-filled basement), a visit from Aunt Lorrie, Grandma, Aunt Erin and Chloe, Kristina coming to visit/babysit (which included cooking and crafts), and Uncle Dan's recital. This evening, while still at the restaurant after Uncle Dan's recital, I asked Grace what she might write about tomorrow.
Her response? When Uncle Dan and Jeff (his friend from Martin) taught her how to do "hard math". 9000 + 9000 = 18,000
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
North Sashabaw Elementary's 7th Annual Talent Show
Rob and I work with tweens, as much as we hate that word, all day. (Look for more on that in a future post). So we were hoping to avoid the talent show at Grace's school. However, due to some manipulative mentionings of fame and glory by Grace's teacher, Grace had her heart set on attending and performing with the kindergarten class.
I don't know how to put the talent show into words. It's something you can really only experience. Part of me was so proud I could burst. Part of me couldn't believe I was sitting for two hours in the auditorium watching bad lip synching and unrehearsed choreography. Part of me used the time to check over these kids Grace would be attending school with for the next 12 years. Part of me wondered what I could have done with the $5 spent on admission (mmmmmm...Tim Horton's).
Grace was so proud of being in the talent show. I do have to admit, she was the most talented kindergartener up there, singing "When the Rain Comes Down" and signing like Marlee Matlin. She knew what to do and when to do it. She didn't even get distracted when Jennifer (her best friend) turned to her to say something in the middle of the song. She kept right on signing and singing.
Some other acts (besides the one my talented daughter was in) were pretty good. Two fifth grade boys did a well-timed "Who's on First?" skit. Grace's friend and classmate, Will, sang "Oh My Darlin' Clementine" alone. Grace's classmate Drew and his family and friends danced the evolution of dance.
Some acts were just hilarious. A first grader played an "original" song on his synthesizer, then grabbed his keyboard and ran offstage when done. Two second grade classes performed a reader's theater, which would have been fine if not for the three students getting into an argument about who got to speak into the microphone more (which is all you heard). A second grader played "Are You Sleeping?" on the piano, which was fine, but her dad jumped up at the end and clapped his heart out. Two tiny fifth grade boys with unnaturally spikey hair rocked out to Guitar Hero.
Unfortunately, the verdict is still out on poor, sick Cam and his human pretzel skit. One can only imagine.
I guess the talent show wasn't that bad. I would do it again. Chances are that I will, since I will have a child at North Sashabaw Elementary for the next 10 years, and Grace now loves all aspects of talent shows.
I don't know how to put the talent show into words. It's something you can really only experience. Part of me was so proud I could burst. Part of me couldn't believe I was sitting for two hours in the auditorium watching bad lip synching and unrehearsed choreography. Part of me used the time to check over these kids Grace would be attending school with for the next 12 years. Part of me wondered what I could have done with the $5 spent on admission (mmmmmm...Tim Horton's).
Grace was so proud of being in the talent show. I do have to admit, she was the most talented kindergartener up there, singing "When the Rain Comes Down" and signing like Marlee Matlin. She knew what to do and when to do it. She didn't even get distracted when Jennifer (her best friend) turned to her to say something in the middle of the song. She kept right on signing and singing.
Some other acts (besides the one my talented daughter was in) were pretty good. Two fifth grade boys did a well-timed "Who's on First?" skit. Grace's friend and classmate, Will, sang "Oh My Darlin' Clementine" alone. Grace's classmate Drew and his family and friends danced the evolution of dance.
Some acts were just hilarious. A first grader played an "original" song on his synthesizer, then grabbed his keyboard and ran offstage when done. Two second grade classes performed a reader's theater, which would have been fine if not for the three students getting into an argument about who got to speak into the microphone more (which is all you heard). A second grader played "Are You Sleeping?" on the piano, which was fine, but her dad jumped up at the end and clapped his heart out. Two tiny fifth grade boys with unnaturally spikey hair rocked out to Guitar Hero.
Unfortunately, the verdict is still out on poor, sick Cam and his human pretzel skit. One can only imagine.
I guess the talent show wasn't that bad. I would do it again. Chances are that I will, since I will have a child at North Sashabaw Elementary for the next 10 years, and Grace now loves all aspects of talent shows.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Oh, How I Love Snow Days
Contrary to popular belief, I did not become a teacher because of the possibility of snow days. It is a nice perk, though.
In my years of trying to hide the glee of a potential snow day from my students, I have learned of many snow day rituals, told to me by my students. Some are as offbeat as preparing everything for the next day - backpack loaded, lunch packed, clothes laid out, alarm set, etc. Others are as ridiculous as standing in front of an open refrigerator with your pajamas on backwards and inside out, singing Frosty the Snowman. Hey, whatever works.
I have had two snow days already this week, and tomorrow is up in the air, although Chuck Gaidica now says that the heaviest snowfall is not supposed to come until morning rush hour, which is not nearly early enough.
In my early morning meteorology/prayer sessions, I have learned that several factors can contribute to a snow day. First, lots of snow is not mandatory. Sometimes ice is enough. Second, rain on top of snow is a guaranteed snow day because it makes the dirt roads horrendous. Third, high winds have the possibility of knocking out power to all of Ortonville, rendering our district helpless. Finally, and this has only happened once, if something happens to the entire fleet of Northern Oakland County's snow plows and salt trucks the night before a major snow storm, the roads cannot be cleared. :)
Snow days are the best things about winter. No other time could I get a 20-second phone call at 5am, go back to sleep with a smile on my face, and wake up to absolutely no obligations. The way I look at it, I should have been at school the whole day. Therefore, the laundry, dishes, and vacuum won't be expecting anything during the day. Snow days beg for me to stay in my pajamas and watch TV. Speaking of which, everybody sing along! "Frosty the Snowman was a jolly, happy soul. With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal..."
In my years of trying to hide the glee of a potential snow day from my students, I have learned of many snow day rituals, told to me by my students. Some are as offbeat as preparing everything for the next day - backpack loaded, lunch packed, clothes laid out, alarm set, etc. Others are as ridiculous as standing in front of an open refrigerator with your pajamas on backwards and inside out, singing Frosty the Snowman. Hey, whatever works.
I have had two snow days already this week, and tomorrow is up in the air, although Chuck Gaidica now says that the heaviest snowfall is not supposed to come until morning rush hour, which is not nearly early enough.
In my early morning meteorology/prayer sessions, I have learned that several factors can contribute to a snow day. First, lots of snow is not mandatory. Sometimes ice is enough. Second, rain on top of snow is a guaranteed snow day because it makes the dirt roads horrendous. Third, high winds have the possibility of knocking out power to all of Ortonville, rendering our district helpless. Finally, and this has only happened once, if something happens to the entire fleet of Northern Oakland County's snow plows and salt trucks the night before a major snow storm, the roads cannot be cleared. :)
Snow days are the best things about winter. No other time could I get a 20-second phone call at 5am, go back to sleep with a smile on my face, and wake up to absolutely no obligations. The way I look at it, I should have been at school the whole day. Therefore, the laundry, dishes, and vacuum won't be expecting anything during the day. Snow days beg for me to stay in my pajamas and watch TV. Speaking of which, everybody sing along! "Frosty the Snowman was a jolly, happy soul. With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal..."
Friday, January 25, 2008
Too Good for the Quote List
Robby: Mommy, I think I really need to lay down.
Sarah: Why?
Robby: Because my moose hurts.
Sarah: Why?
Robby: Because my moose hurts.
Snooze Button, Snooze Button. Where for art thou Snooze Button?
I was tired of losing my temper in the morning because Grace and Robby weren't doing the things we consistently reminded them to do. I don't know how many times I can tell Grace to brush her hair, only to hear, "Oh, I forgot." Grrrrr...
So I created two simple checklists on Word for Grace and Robby that list what each needs to do before Mommy says it is time to go. Next to some checkmarks, I typed out simple sentences and added a picture to help those little non-readers.
It's been two weeks since the lists were printed and shared, and I do have to say that both kids don't have to be reminded to do anything on them. There is still the occasional crying because it is too early to leave and they aren't done playing, but I am not battling with them about being ready to go.
To demonstrate how effective these lists have been, Rob came home today with Grace to find her PJs still strewn across the living room floor. Grace gets dressed downstairs with Rob there after she eats breakfast (to avoid those nasty milk stains on school clothes). When he told her for the 813th time that she needs to take care of them in the morning, she argued that it wasn't on her list.
So I created two simple checklists on Word for Grace and Robby that list what each needs to do before Mommy says it is time to go. Next to some checkmarks, I typed out simple sentences and added a picture to help those little non-readers.
It's been two weeks since the lists were printed and shared, and I do have to say that both kids don't have to be reminded to do anything on them. There is still the occasional crying because it is too early to leave and they aren't done playing, but I am not battling with them about being ready to go.
To demonstrate how effective these lists have been, Rob came home today with Grace to find her PJs still strewn across the living room floor. Grace gets dressed downstairs with Rob there after she eats breakfast (to avoid those nasty milk stains on school clothes). When he told her for the 813th time that she needs to take care of them in the morning, she argued that it wasn't on her list.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Best "Car"-aoke Songs
In the 5 minutes I am in the car alone and able to belt out any tune, which includes adding a couple wiggly dance moves to defrost a bit, I have a wishlist for the radio. Note that some of these songs are not appropriate with children in the car.
Country:
- How Do You Like Me Now? - Toby Keith
- Flowers on the Wall - Eric Heatherly
- Boondocks - Little Big Town
- Prayin' for Daylight - Rascal Flatts
- Little Goodbyes - SHeDAISY
- If You Ever Stop Loving Me - Montgomery Gentry
- Then What - Clay Walker
- Sold (The Grundy County Auction Incident) - John Michael Montgomery
- Dance Ten, Looks Three - A Chorus Line
- We're All in This Together - High School Musical Cast
- Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee - Stockard Channing (Grease)
- We Go Together - John Travolta (Grease)
- Greased Lightning - John Travolta
- My Favorite Things - Sound of Music Cast
- Everybody Needs Somebody To Love - The Blues Brothers
- Friend Like Me - Aladdin
- The Time Warp - Rocky Horror Picture Show Cast
- Elevation - U2
- Long View - Green Day
- Grade 9 - BNL
- Army - Ben Folds
- She Hates Me - Puddle of Mudd
- Roll to Me - Del Amitri
- Just a Girl - No Doubt
- Mary Jane's Last Dance - Tom Petty & The Heart Breakers
- All For You - Sister Hazel
- Two Princes - Spin Doctors
- No Rain - Blind Melon
- Hurricane Party - Cowboy Mouth
- Jenny Says - Cowboy Mouth
- Love of My Life - Cowboy Mouth
- Blister in the Sun - Violent Femmes
- Bizarre Love Triangle - Frente!
Gotta Love These Oldies:
- Super Bowl Shuffle - Chicago Bears
- How Sweet It Is (To Be Loved By You) - James Taylor
- Faith - George Michael
- Wake Me Up Before You Go Go - Wham!
- Tell Her About It - Billy Joel
- The Longest Time - Billy Joel
- Cocktails For Two - Spike Jones
- Love Potion No. 9 - The Clovers
- Chantilly Lace - Big Bopper
- The Way You Make Me Feel - Michael Jackson
- We Are the World - Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie
- Billie Jean - Michael Jackson
- Do You Wanna Dance - The Beach Boys
- Footloose - Kenny Loggins
- R-E-S-P-E-C-T - Aretha Franklin
- Keep On Loving You - REO Speedwagon
- Don't Stop Believing - Journey
- Twist and Shout - Beatles
- Good Lovin' - Rascals
- Monkee's Theme - The Monkees
- Stuck With You - Huey Lewis & The News
- I Can't Dance - Genesis
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
5K, Anyone?
In trying to motivate myself into getting back into shape, one that's not round, I have decided to run my first 5K. I would like to invite any of you who would like to participate to join me at LMC on April 19th. I have found a very nice trainign program to help me get from the couch to the 5K (http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml). It has been very low stress and it has slowly eased me into running again. I've always found that physical activity and weight loss works best when you have people to lean on and I would be very happy if I could get some of you to join me in this endevauor. Just think, if we're successful with a 5K we can move onto a 10K, a half-marathon and possibly even a marathon. What else do you have to do for 5-6 hours on a Saturday? If you're interested I've also found some pretty good "healthy" recipes. Here's to setting a good example for our kids and making ourselves healthy in the process.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Is it just me?
Is it just me, or does Brad and Helen's tag cloud on their blog bother anyone else? If not for the various font sizes, then at least for the first line, "Allan * Annoying".
Friday, January 11, 2008
Competition
I'm pretty busy. I have three kids, a full time job, a demanding television viewing schedule to adhere to, and this blog.
"Then why, Sarah, you haven't posted to this blog since October?" you (Amy) exclaim.
Sometimes, I have nothing to say. Sometimes I have too much. Sometimes, I am just too exhausted from telling Robby to stop talking, wiping off Lily's hands, telling Robby to stop singing, reading through the endless papers from Grace's school, telling Robby to stop humming, figuring out what to do with the high-energy artistic output of our two oldest, telling Robby to stop making monster sounds, trying to get Lily to open her mouth for peas, and telling Robby to stop yelling.
Now, however, all has changed. I must become more consistent. I must post interesting tidbits for all to read. I must outdo Amy's blog.
"Then why, Sarah, you haven't posted to this blog since October?" you (Amy) exclaim.
Sometimes, I have nothing to say. Sometimes I have too much. Sometimes, I am just too exhausted from telling Robby to stop talking, wiping off Lily's hands, telling Robby to stop singing, reading through the endless papers from Grace's school, telling Robby to stop humming, figuring out what to do with the high-energy artistic output of our two oldest, telling Robby to stop making monster sounds, trying to get Lily to open her mouth for peas, and telling Robby to stop yelling.
Now, however, all has changed. I must become more consistent. I must post interesting tidbits for all to read. I must outdo Amy's blog.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Discipline in December
As a parent I have come to enjoy disciplining in December. My favorite discipline statements, "Stop!", "Go sit at the table", and "Do you want a spanking?" have now been replaced by, "Santa's watching." and "Do you think Santa likes that?" The best thing is that there is no argument after the fact and the kids act ten times better. It's actually gotten to that point that Robby will now point out when he is doing something good. It's like "Scared Straight" for preschoolers. My vote is to implement Christmas as a year long holiday, we're close enough to it as it is. It makes parenting so much easier. Can I get a "Hell Yeah!"
Sunday, October 28, 2007
That "Sunday Evening" Feeling
My house is dusty. There is a basket of unfolded clean laundry in the middle of the living room. I just spotted some sort of toy-like thing stuck into the molding of our kitchen cabinets. The bathrooms are a bit more than grungy. This is the moment when that "Sunday Evening" feeling drifts in, like a low, dark storm cloud.
What on Earth did I do this weekend? Where did all my time go? Is it really true that I will have to go back to work tomorrow and start this whole rigmarole over again?
Let's see...We took turns sleeping in. That's always nice.
We battled the no-nap attitude and kind of won. Not really, but we'll say we did. Grace slept one of the days. That counts for something. Robby, though, not so cooperative.
Rob vacuumed and swept on Friday before I even got home. Does that count, though, since my weekend had not started yet? We'll give that a half point on the score sheet. :)
We did several loads of laundry and managed to put it (almost) all away. Damn that unfolded basket of lights and whites! On the bright side, though, the piles in the bedrooms are gone!
We got Grace some new tennis shoes and Lily some more formula and water. Robby got squat.
I checked two class sets of science tests, made up new seating charts for both classes, and typed up their brainstorming lists from last week. It helps that Monday morning blah by having something done that I was dreading doing in the first place.
I gathered the Halloween costumes for the kids' parties at school, got treats for their parties, packed all the bags for tomorrow, and picked out clothes for the week. It looks like we are moving out, what with all the bags and stuff at our door waiting anxiously for tomorrow.
All kids had a bath. If only Rob would shower. :)
Rob and the kids made molasses cookies on Saturday morning while I slept. Mmmmmm...sleep.
Rob and I watched a couple movies, Chocolat and Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny. One pretty good, the other makes me want to poke my eyes out. You decide.
All in all, a pretty good weekend. Sure, there's always something else to do on the neverending to-do list of parents/teachers/homeowners, but we were able to get a few things done while still enjoying our time at home with each other.
Only 5 more days until the next weekend!
What on Earth did I do this weekend? Where did all my time go? Is it really true that I will have to go back to work tomorrow and start this whole rigmarole over again?
Let's see...We took turns sleeping in. That's always nice.
We battled the no-nap attitude and kind of won. Not really, but we'll say we did. Grace slept one of the days. That counts for something. Robby, though, not so cooperative.
Rob vacuumed and swept on Friday before I even got home. Does that count, though, since my weekend had not started yet? We'll give that a half point on the score sheet. :)
We did several loads of laundry and managed to put it (almost) all away. Damn that unfolded basket of lights and whites! On the bright side, though, the piles in the bedrooms are gone!
We got Grace some new tennis shoes and Lily some more formula and water. Robby got squat.
I checked two class sets of science tests, made up new seating charts for both classes, and typed up their brainstorming lists from last week. It helps that Monday morning blah by having something done that I was dreading doing in the first place.
I gathered the Halloween costumes for the kids' parties at school, got treats for their parties, packed all the bags for tomorrow, and picked out clothes for the week. It looks like we are moving out, what with all the bags and stuff at our door waiting anxiously for tomorrow.
All kids had a bath. If only Rob would shower. :)
Rob and the kids made molasses cookies on Saturday morning while I slept. Mmmmmm...sleep.
Rob and I watched a couple movies, Chocolat and Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny. One pretty good, the other makes me want to poke my eyes out. You decide.
All in all, a pretty good weekend. Sure, there's always something else to do on the neverending to-do list of parents/teachers/homeowners, but we were able to get a few things done while still enjoying our time at home with each other.
Only 5 more days until the next weekend!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Transformers Ramble
Okay. So I am watching the final fight sequence in Transformers the movie. It is actually not bad. They just fell off an overpass, and somehow the Optimus Prime guy beheaded one of the gazillions of bad guys. What are these silver gremlin things? How are they bad? Are they part of the Decepticons? I feel like I am missing a lot, here. How do they know the F22 is not a bad guy? Rob just said it is not the Air Force. I am so confused as to who is good and who is bad. They just blew someone up, and I don't know who. How on Earth can they formuate a love story in this? I think that is just too much. How can some of these people survive the drops they take? Here comes a giant tank. What is she running for? Oh, God, now the kid has the cube from Bumblebee. RUN!!!! Seriously! There's missles and everything. I just have to mention that surround sound and base is pretty cool. No, the coolest thing ever. This is kind of like watching Matrix with robots. Ooooooh. There's Megatron! Fall back, dummies! Poor Bumblebee and all those people. Who just got killed from the good guys? Who's Jazz? I think he was the one who talked all the slang. I'm not sure. I don't understand. He's a soldier now? She's pretty stubborn. How do they know that the people they are talking to are good guys? Hurry up, Sam! With thousands of people's lives at stake, why would she stop him to tell him some sentimental crap? Here comes Optimus Prime. He's very shiny compared to the other Transformers. That one guy is like King Kong. That would be a lot of cleanup in in that city. Optimus Prime is no match for MegaTron. Ooh. He just flew into a building and fell a long way down. Sam needs to run faster. How can he outrun Megatron? Megatron has like three city blocks on Sam's measley step! Megatron is not very cute. That is a lot of frickin' stairs to climb. Climb, Sam, climb. I am kind of glad that they have not killed any of the main characters. She would be really good at backing up a camper by the way. I'm going to use that line. "I'll drive, you shoot." I like that. There is a wake of destruction in the city. What city? Okay, this is the first part that I have thought was unrealistic. He climbs all those stairs and still has breath to yell? No way. Here comes Megatron! This is King Kong! Where is the cube? How can he cling to the edge while holding the cube? What is the name of it? Soft spark? Optimus Prime does rule, by the way. Good catch! That is a big fall. What the goodness are all those people still doing outside? Get the hell inside! How do Optimus Prime and Sam still have time to talk? Where is Megatron? There's a lot of one-liners and sentimental crap in this. Aim low. Armor is weak under the chest. Good rule of thumb if you want to hurt someone. Uh oh. He saw them! I do like the main guy. Who is that actor? Yeah, right. Total rug/road burn. How can he still walk? That's ridiculous. Second wave? Why did they only send one plane earlier? Optimus Prime is down! NO!!!!!! Megatron is not pretty. Put the cube in his chest. That's Megatron! Why is he choking/dying? How did that happen? Brother? A whole new story line? How did he die? Is Megatron really dead? How can that tow truck still live? Jazz. Which one was he? This is just too sappy at the end. How did he learn to speak? How did that happen? I want a car to tak to me. How did Megatron die? What did Optimus Prime take out of the bad guy? Well, this is just a love fest at the end. Isn't it weird to make out on you alive car? Sequel time, with all the love and stuff!
There's more to me than meets the eye.
There's more to me than meets the eye.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Super Chicken
While watching the best TV show ever, The Office, I saw a promotion with Jerry Seinfeld for his new movie, A Bee Movie. This particular commercial had Jerry singing the first verse of the theme song for Super Chicken. I laughed and laughed.
After some research online, I found that Super Chicken had a limited run as a short cartoon within the 60s cartoon, George of the Jungle. You can find the cartoons on YouTube, but I thoroughly enjoyed the theme song.
Here is the link to the Seinfeld clip of him singing Super Chicken. Here is a free, high quality iTunes download of the theme song, for those of you, like me, that want to learn the words. If you have difficulty understanding the words on the song, here are the typed lyrics.
You know, Lily has Amy & Lisa's chicken costume to wear for Halloween. With a cape, some baby goggles, and an invincible attitude...
After some research online, I found that Super Chicken had a limited run as a short cartoon within the 60s cartoon, George of the Jungle. You can find the cartoons on YouTube, but I thoroughly enjoyed the theme song.
Here is the link to the Seinfeld clip of him singing Super Chicken. Here is a free, high quality iTunes download of the theme song, for those of you, like me, that want to learn the words. If you have difficulty understanding the words on the song, here are the typed lyrics.
You know, Lily has Amy & Lisa's chicken costume to wear for Halloween. With a cape, some baby goggles, and an invincible attitude...
Sunday, October 7, 2007
It's Still Really Hot
I hate hot weather. Man, oh man. It's hard enough to drag myself into school some mornings, but when it is supposed to be mid-80s outside, meaning mid-90s in my classroom, it is torture. How on Earth am I supposed to teach anything to students when I can't focus or maintain a sane thought? Ugh.
Speaking of hot weather, when shopping for Halloween costumes for the kids, I never anticipate temperatures in the mid-80s. I always look for costumes that can be layered underneath to keep the kids warm. Needless to say, Grace was quite glittery when the glitter stuck to her sweaty arms, and Robby was a sweaty, sticky mess with his pirate hat, long pants, and long sleeves. But they were cute. Damp, red-faced, and panting, but cute.
I love cool weather. Bring it on.
Speaking of hot weather, when shopping for Halloween costumes for the kids, I never anticipate temperatures in the mid-80s. I always look for costumes that can be layered underneath to keep the kids warm. Needless to say, Grace was quite glittery when the glitter stuck to her sweaty arms, and Robby was a sweaty, sticky mess with his pirate hat, long pants, and long sleeves. But they were cute. Damp, red-faced, and panting, but cute.
I love cool weather. Bring it on.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
The Daily Spencer??
Okay, I know we call it The Daily Spencer, and it hasn't been very daily. We're going to try and remedy that situation. Some days it will be information on the kids or the family, added pictures, reviews, or my wonderful ramblings. Let's start today with some ramblings. :)
I know it's October and Halloween is just around the corner, but I'm really surprised that the Disney Channel has started all of their Halloween programming already. Do they have enough to fill a whole month, or are we in for a whole lot of repeats? Let's hope not the latter.
DirecTV is really beginning to upset me. They finally get around to adding their HD channels, and my dish isn't pointed correctly to get the best reception. I called to have them send someone out to adjust it, and they want to charge me $70. Going to cable and not having to worry about pixelation and bad reception is starting to sound better and better.
Until Tomorrow . . . One family, five members, zero sanity.
I know it's October and Halloween is just around the corner, but I'm really surprised that the Disney Channel has started all of their Halloween programming already. Do they have enough to fill a whole month, or are we in for a whole lot of repeats? Let's hope not the latter.
DirecTV is really beginning to upset me. They finally get around to adding their HD channels, and my dish isn't pointed correctly to get the best reception. I called to have them send someone out to adjust it, and they want to charge me $70. Going to cable and not having to worry about pixelation and bad reception is starting to sound better and better.
Until Tomorrow . . . One family, five members, zero sanity.
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