My Life is Average

Just a few thoughts to make you laugh...

The other day, I had my wisdom teeth out, and I was on some pretty good drugs. I called my professor to tell him that I wasn't going to be in class, and I thought I left him a normal message. Today I came back, and he played it for the entire class. Apparently I'm secretly deathly afraid of buses, feeling rather like a blue monkey, and was also looking forward to going to the fair with him next week. Also, I offered to sell him one of my teeth. MLIA

Today, my fifth grade students were concerned because I wasn't feeling well. I get horrible cramps every month and need to sit down for them. One of my students comes up to me with a smiles and whispers to me 'Your secret is safe with me. I know you're a werewolf, like Remus Lupin, because you get mean every month and it's the full moon tonight too.' I growled a 'thank you' to my student who proceeded to run away smiling. Oh how I love my kids.

Today I went over to my boyfriends house to surprise him when I saw him digging a hole big enough for a human. When I asked him what was going on he told me his neighbnors had been peeping on him and he wanted to spook them. Then the grabed my shoulders and said'go along with it" then he pretend head butted me and threw me into the ditch and started to fillit up. The screams from next door? Priceless.MLIA

Progress

This little stinker said "Thank You" when I put him down for his nap this morning.

No really Ben, thank you!

Bumps In The Night

Last night at about 9:30 I was getting ready for bed. Kevin was still at work (it has been one of those weeks for him), Bennett had long since been asleep and all was quiet in the house. As I was getting ready for bed I heard a crash from somewhere inside the house. Of course, being home alone late at night, my first thought is that someone is breaking into the house. It was after all almost completely dark in the house and there was no car in the driveway.

I stopped for a minute and waited to see if there were any other noises. After what was probably only a minute Bennett started screaming. Not the "hey I just woke up and I am not too happy about it" type of cry, but rather the "someone is seriously hurting me and I am in major pain" type of cry. This forced the issue of having to actually leave my room to face the almost certain unwanted intruder who was now torturing my child.

I flipped on lights as I went through the house, but when I reached Ben it was just him in his crib and no one standing next to him with a knife. Bennett and I then went from room to room flipping on the lights to check for someone or something that could have made that noise. When we got to the kitchen we found the wreath from above the pantry door on the floor, having exploded into a sawdust mess when it hit the floor.

I guess next time before I assume someone is in the house and going to kill me, I should check for suicidal wreaths. (Similar thing happened two weeks ago during the day-the wreath on our front door tried to plunge to its untimely death, however I was able to piece it back together again). That is definitely the more likely and favorable option.

He's Official!

All sworn in now; he's an official lawyer.

A Happy Halloween

From one happy monkey to you.

This picture has wedding video written all over it.