November 29, 2011
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wine and twizzlers
Tuesdays are kind of rough. They are busy, busy days for me. Looong days. Pretty much nonstop action for about 12 hours. People have expectations during those 12 hours. Crazy things like I should be productive, alert, intelligent, give a hoo hoo. Today is really a Monday Tuesday. We haven’t been in school since last Tuesday. And I’ve spent a good portion of the past three days writing this beast of a paper. I started the day frazzled, tired, not firing all the jets, not enthused to be out of bed, let alone ready to face a loooong day. So, my expectations for the day were low, really low. Like sewage low. I’m even wearing a gray sweater. Don’t even know why I bought a gray sweater, but I did, and I’m wearing it today because it was Monday Tuesday and raining and just all around poopy.
Imagine my surprise when the day just didn’t live down to my expectations.
I walked into the classroom today all full of holy crap these kids have been with their parents for a whole week living the unstructured life that is a holiday break- same kinda life my kids live during a week off of school with pie and tv and spoiling grandparents. And there was a riot. Because at least 300 arms and legs came at me with hugs and more hugs. Disruptive? You bet. But did I mind all these arms coming at me and wrapping around my legs and the joyous sound of kids who love me as much as I love them? Nope. I don’t. I may say “let’s go do our jobs” and “that’s enough, now”, but inside I’m lit up like fireworks. Yea, we eventually settled down. Yea, they were a little riled today. (This bunch is a little riled every day.) I’ve heard that I may not be supposed to hug ‘em (not from official people I’d have to listen to, thank goodness). I happen to think that sometimes the biggest thing that a 6 year old needs to learn in school is that someone loves them and is bright as sunshine glad they’re there. Even when they’re whining, not listening, not doing the work, saying wildly inappropriate things (what the heck are kids learning these days?), and wiggly. And it was a two love notes day.
So went the first part of my looooong day. Not too shabby.
Second gig was just fine too. Nothing to report.
I was dreading class tonight. You know, because of that there monstrous paper. That paper that is no fun, frustrating, annoying and ruining my life. Today was rough draft day with a side of classmates helping you revise. Yea. How great is that going to be. Well. It was great. Prof is smart. I dig her. She had the perfect plan for how 3 people can review each other’s papers and offer just the right advice. We were the last group done today. That’s how thorough we were with each other. I felt a little bad because my beast is 18 freaking pages (probably the reason we were the last group to finish). One paper was 3 pages. It was relaxing to read her paper, needless to say. In any case, it was interesting to read and talk about what we’d done. Surprisingly so. And they both thought the strongest part of mine was the part that I like the best. Gratifying to have someone agree.
Then I did my 2nd to last long walk home on a beautiful fall night because the rain stopped just for me and the air is fresh and it’s not cold so much and there was just the right amount of wind and it was perfect. Long. But perfect. And me and my very busy head were thinking melancholy thoughts but also thinking that maybe it didn’t need to be filled with melancholy thoughts anymore.
And there is wine and twizzlers and life is perfect.
Comments (29)
I’ve never tried wine and twizzlers but wine and pop rocks is an experience to remember.
@drawmafreezone - well, shoot. if i wasn’t currently drinking the wine, i could go get some pop rocks. maybe tomorrow. ’cause i do have an endless supply of boxed wine for purely medicinal reasons.
@promisesunshine - LOL wine in boxes? I don’t think I’ve ever had wine from a box.
Not a bad day at all. I love when that happens.
@songoftheheart - a nice surprise, for sure.
@drawmafreezone - i used to think it was a horrendous concept. i like it now. pretty darn much in fact.
God I love wine. Twizzlers, I can take it or leave them as long as they are not black or red flavor, uck!
@Smokin_SultrySally - i like the black best of all because then i don’t have to share them. hate to share my sugar. also hate to share my wine. ok. i just hate to share.
@promisesunshine - lol, you can have all my candy but come near my wine and I cut you! giggle.
@Smokin_SultrySally - let me write that down. need TWO bottles of wine.
@promisesunshine - two each! good job. A plus.
all in all your day and night sounds pretty damn nice. those kids and their love, and your paper meeting satisfaction. now, pass the wine.
@be_the_rain - yup. i need to get cut off. you’d be saving me.
I’m so glad that your day was a good day after all
I used to love using red licorice as a straw to drink pop. Maybe I’ll have to try that with wine.
I enjoyed reading about your day! So glad it was a good day!
I’d prefer Red Vines and Dr. Pepper!
HUGS!
I’d rather have an RC and Moon Pie, but I get the idea….
@godfatherofgreenbay - and another good suggestion! @xXxlovelylollipop - thanks. no one was more surprised than me. @AdamsWomanFell - thanks. @roscoes_farm - moon pie?
@promisesunshine - ya don’t know what a Moon Pie iz???
You poor deprived Yankee girl.
I didn’t even know it came in boxes. I’m still at the horrendous concept stage on that one.
@roscoes_farm - you said moon. it made me laugh.
@drawmafreezone - go to the box.
@promisesunshine - Noooooo. I need smooth cold glass and the feel of the cork as it slides from the bottle and that first scent of the wine drifting into the air. Wine isn’t a drink it’s an experience. It simply can’t come from a box. Nope uh uh no way not for me. I respect your boxed wine thing it’s just not for me.
@drawmafreezone - perhaps i should explain what happened the last time i had a bottle with a cork (because i have no idea if i own a bottle opener or where it is). i used some of meat skewer thing, which i broke. almost broke the darn bottle. bazillion little pieces of fake cork floating around my wine. the time before that i got the cork out, but it was fully loaded and i sprayed wine all over the kitchen. so. believe me, experience suggests that *I* am better off with a nice safe box. (or somebody needs to get me a bottle opener, thanks.) in further news, i ain’t really all that fancy.
@promisesunshine - LOL yeah, you might be better off without the box.
How long does the beast have to be? I had a twenty pager in high school, but that’s the longest I’ve written for a school assignment. Of course…my NaNoWriMo novel is like 60 pages right now. But that’s not school. And I’ve had all month. =P
@onestepcloserto_perfection - i have no idea. i can’t find the paper that told me that. i have 1 1/2 weeks to revise. thank goodness. need someone to find me brain.
it’s good to know your students light you up like that. they are wonderful, kids are, yes? wiggles and inappropriate words and all. ha.
I’m glad your paper is done, and your walk home sounds very nice. it would have been nice to walk along with you.
@plantinthewindow - thanks. they are wonderful kids. it’s been hard beginning to the year, so it’s pretty fab that i’m finally to this point with them. i love 1st graders. hilarious.
paper not done, unfortunately. but i have some time to finish. the other one is due first (next week)
company would be lovely. maybe i’ll join you in your dog walk tomorrow morning.