First, though, I must thank all of my Happy Hour homegirls and you dear, dear, dear, kind & lovely readers for the ultra-supportive vibes; they were most certainly helpful in maintaining my mental stability.
So I put on my favorite fancy pants & cardigan and began 2nd period with "I want to apologize for the unfortunate unraveling of class yesterday; clearly I didn't handle things well - everybody has an off-day or three and that was mine. Thank you for your input [I had given everyone a sticky note at the end of the period yesterday and had them write suggestions for how I could help them succeed in class] - I will be taking your ideas into consideration and I think things will go more smoothly." There were bemused faces all around, some appropriately sheepish, and we moved forward.
And now part 2 (Gentleman readers avert your eyes): I popped into Blockbuster after school to rent Season 2 of Six Feet Under and lo, Geeky Cute Video Expert Guy was back! He has been gone for months; I was pretty sure he had joined the Bad Mom Stalker Protection Program like my long-lost Grocery Boy. I carefully avoided meaningful eye contact because, you know,
The moral: Life is good. Thanks for coming along.
11 comments:
I see your Geeky Cute Video Expert Guy and raise you one Hot Toe Doctor. Oh. Yes. I. Do.
Oh how I love my cougars.
Mmmmmm. I have a guy who works at the Dollar General who keeps me coming back for cheap milk and castoff cereal that tastes like the laundry detergent it shares the deep discount shelf with.
You better not start going to Blockbuster as often as you went to Whole Foods when Checker Boy was there. I can't watch that many movies.
No wonder you were so giddy when you got home... Oh well, it worked out for me ;)
-Stu
Clearly, I have been using Netflix too long. I need me a GCVEG at Blockbuster. Or Tom Thumb. Or at least Walmart. But, i think there is an attractiveness quotient where, if you're above the limit, you're not allowed into Walmart. So what does that say about me?
Sorry. Back to you.
Glad to hear your class went better today. Trust me, they understand angst. They have it coursing through their veins. (Did I spell "coursing" appropriately for this usage? You tell ME!)
And, SQUEE! Thanks for the link... I got to be "lovely".
SQUEEE again.
Sorry I posted not one but TWO comments under my "other" blog name (Texas Lutherans).
But I'm sure you figured it out already.
Maybe I need to start going into Blockbuster myself instead of sending the kids.
Maybe he was just in Bad Mom Stalker Learn To Deal With It Therapy, as opposed to Bad Mom Stalker Protection Program. And maybe if you follow him home after work one night, he'll lead you to Grocery Boy, because maybe they are rooming together in some kind of Bad Mom Stalker Survivor House, akin to Dr. Drew'ish Sober House.
It could happen.
heh heh, its nice to have cute boys to talk to!
Things to do when I come to the States:
**go to Blockbuster and check out stuff (my life is so lacking in so many areas over here!!)
Sometimes you need days where everything falls apart to make you come back even stronger AND to prove to your kids that yes, you are human...and humans apologize when things get a little crazy. HOpefully, you taught the little buggers that!!
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