11.29.07
Posted at 9:07 pm by Becky
Tonight we had a yummy dinner. Here is the recipe.
- 4 boneless pork chops (I like leftovers for lunch and I can’t handle food with bones)
- as many baby carrots as you think y’all will eat
- apple juice
- as many yams as you have people
Wake up late. Check computer to see if it miraculously snowed in school service area. Sigh. Take shower, get dressed. Put pork chops and carrot in crock pot. Cover with apple juice. Wrap yams in foil. Contemplate double wrapping them, then decide against it. Put in crock pot. Set to high since you forgot to defrost pork chops. Leave mushy note for hubby to switch to low when he leaves for work (ah, romance). Go to work. Come home to yummy smell. Call hubby so he will come home early to eat. Take food out of crock pot (and realize you should have gone with instinct to double wrap yams). Enjoy!
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11.27.07
Posted at 9:36 pm by Becky
However, I don’t have much about which to post. My neurotic need to rearrange the last sentence so it didn’t end with a preposition, perhaps?
Report cards and conferences have come and gone. Our report card is over 50 grades per kid. Sheesh. Does any parent really want that much information, or is it just a blur by grade #30? I miss letter grades computed by my grading software and transfered to the cards. Sigh. On conferences–Jamie now has a list of things I’m not allowed to say to our precious treasures’ teachers. Enough said.
Thanksgiving Break was good. We had dinner with my family, made dinner for Jamie’s family, went shopping (Jamie survived both fabric store and attempted shoe shopping on the day after Thanksgiving–he’s a keeper!), ate breakfast with long-lost Kerry (aka one of our matchmakers), and in general putzed around. I like to putz. Jeni, please don’t tell me what that means in Yiddish. It’s probably something wrong.
Now I’m back at school. Things are going okay, but I like good schools in urban districts. I feel more like I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing. According to gentle, 80 year-old coworker at last school, those kids need me more. I think I might agree.
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11.08.07
Posted at 11:38 pm by Becky
This week I’ve done many things.
I taught my kids for 2.5 days. There were 4 days of school this week. I had to take an entire day to test kids’ reading in Spanish. Ug. Any of you who know what a running record is will feel my pain.
I got to school one day to discover a teacher who had just broken her nose falling on a curb. Just a hint: if you see someone walking towards you covered in blood, “Are you okay?” is an unnecessary question. Real smooth, Becky.
I learned more about teaching math and teaching reading–now I just need the time to put it into practice. We’ll see about that.
I’m sure I did lots of stuff in order to put off doing report cards, leaving me with two plastic crates and a big teacher bag full of stuff to do, but right now I can’t remember what it was. Bummer.
Finally, I discovered that the people who bargained for our teachers’ union are geniuses. They worked in 3 grading days, during which you can work from home as long as you get your stuff done on time. I’ve always wanted to be a teacher who could work from home. I get to be one tomorrow.
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