ll cool j detains burglar

I bet that guy feels like a real dumb ass now.  

Oprah's Next Chapter

I am so utterly disgusted with Oprah right now.  Normally, I have absolutely no gripes with the infamous TV mogul.  I happen to like her very much.  However, after watching Oprah's Next Chapter with Gabby Douglas, I am very upset with her interview.  Rather than spending her time honing in on the blood, sweat, and tears that went into winning an Olympic Gold medal, she spent basically whatever time was left after the 20 minutes worth of commercial breaks (it was a 30 minute episode) talking about....HER HAIR CONTROVERSY.  Honestly, I am offended.  The war against Gabby and her hair was horrible, yes.  But rather than spending their time on the negative media coverage Gabby endured after the Olympics, I wish Oprah had shed light on all of the positive things that happened to her.  Celebrate the girl!  Don't waste her time talking about hair, again.

Rant done.  

So, I got crafty

As the summer was winding down and the ants in my pants got ultra jittery, I spent some time crafting. One of the projects I worked on required me to actually use some tools.  EEEeekk!  I haven't really used tools since shop class in 7th grade when I made a napkin holder.  For some reason, though, I had this desire to create something from scratch (and wasn't available to buy in a store, unfortunately) and I wanted to do it myself (most of it).
After rearranging my Kindergarten classroom, I realized I had no shelf to hold a big book when reading to my kiddos.  I added a dry erase magnetic white board to my story time carpet and remembered a bookshelf that attached to the whiteboard from a classroom that I previously worked in. My easel had no shelf whatsoever.  After searching online for this shelf that has no name, I found that I couldn't purchase this thing without buying a $250 easel.  Well, I thought, screw that.  I'll make it myself.

This is what I am talking about.

So, with my 'can do' attitude that I adopted for the day, I took my boyfriend over to Home Depot to pick up some pieces of wood, dowels, and magnetic strips.  I selected some light colored wood and  dowel and started sawing away in the store.  Well, OK, I didn't do the sawing.  I have to admit, this was the only part of the project I did not complete myself.  Since I sliced off a pretty big chunk of skin on a glass cup a few years ago, I am deathly afraid of anything that is sharp.  Thankfully, Mike was there to do the cutting for me.

At home, I began sanding down my cut wood and dowels so I, or my students, would not get splinters.  The next thing I needed to do was to drill two holes into the wood so I could place the dowels in.  Womp womp.  We didn't have a drill.  Thankfully, one of our friends allowed us to go into his home and use his.  I was very excited, and a little nervous, to use such an apparatus.  I didn't know how hard to pull the trigger or how hard to push the bit into the wood without breaking it.  Mind you, I was performing this task and asking all of these questions about drilling holes into wood, and how hard to push it, with two boys in their 20s.   You can imagine the perverted jokes that were flying through the garage during this time.

After drilling, I stuck the dowels in the holes, super glued the magnetic strips (and my fingers) to the back, and WALAH!  Bookshelf created!

So far, no problems to report with my new shelf.  Now we'll just have to see if it lasts the year!

I was hungry...

...for something sweet tonight.  I was searching for my granola cereal to satisfy my craving but couldn't find it in my cabinet.  I looked on the counters, in the cabinets again...and then I had a thought.  Slowly, and in denial that I could have actually had such a gynormous brain fart, I opened the refrigerator.  Low and behold was my granola right next to my brita filter.  Oh.  My.  So thankful I can sleep in tomorrow.

Hi Ho Hi HO

Day 3 of a the new school year...

....And this is what I look like....already.

Kids are fantastic.  Even though I feel/look like this, getting told "I love you" by 15 kindergarten kiddos makes it worth it.  (Most of the time.)  (I wonder how long it will take a student to stop giving me compliments and start calling me names...like a poisonous frog.)

I  don't normally post things like this; however, I just can't help myself right now.
"If it's a legitimate rape, the female body has ways to try to shut that whole thing down," Akin continued. He did not provide an explanation for what constituted "legitimate rape."
What is that "thing" that "shuts down" exactly?  Too scary that people who are morons actually have a job....let alone a job that could potentially control my rights as a female.

This is for real...

The Dollar Store now sells chicken flavored crackers! Man, I can't believe I've been missing out on these. And, no, I wasn't in the dog food aisle.

Oh. Crap.

So upset that I missed one of the most amazing competitions of the Olympic games.

Why wasn't this aired during prime time with Bob Costas?  Damn you, NBC.  

if you want more of that, get it here.