Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
loud and large teasing personality
meep. same concerns as Robin, but then I read sara's explination. Also realize she would not tolerate visits if I pinged her like that (also that she lurves me enough to let me pinch her cheeks).
sara as neighborhood aunt is possibly the most wonderfully bestest adorablely thing possible for both her and the kids. Those kids are lucky to have you in their lives tangentially.
ION, I slept. A lot. like almost 10 hours. but considering work yesterday was from 4 to 4, it makes sense.
t Hopes that Perkins is fast asleep, with good temperatures all around
t Wishes Raq saw me waving back just now, and wondering how she - and Mal - are doing
t Good-morninging msbelle, on her yay-actual-morning
t Wondering why I start all my sentences with a "t"
t Having no answer
t Going back to grading
[Edit: (or is it
t Edit
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729=3³*3³ but it's written all mixed up on my post #, just like the answers of the students who don't keep the questions in order, don't bother to connect the answers-pages in order and even hide their names somewhere along the way, just to make me guess who they are. And that's even before getting to the actual stuff they write in their answers. Did I mention how much fun grading could be? Or what a whiner I become when I'm burried in that?]
Happy anniversaries, Fred & Hubs and amych & DH!
Reason #824 why I could never be a teacher: I would never assign any work, just so I wouldn't have to grade it.
Happy Anniversary to Fred and Hubs and Amych and DH.
I have to be all professional and sit on an interview panel this morning when I really just want to put my head on my desk and sleep.
Happy Anniversaries to Fred Pete & Hubs; and amych and stealth!hub
Reason #824 why I could never be a teacher: I would never assign any work, just so I wouldn't have to grade it.
I realized that thanks to Ben's assignments, this year. Fourth grade is a lot of hard work. I am amazed (in a good wow-she-taught-them-a-lot! sort of way) at all the work these kids did, this year. A lot of parents complained, but I think they might be the parents who do the work for their kids. At the beginning of the year, when Ben was having all sorts of medical tests, I was one of those parents. When I finally learned to let go, let him do everything on his own, and only checked his work, rather than hovering over him, and/or doing some of it (project related stuff), I didn't mind it at all, provided I was an actual parent about it, and made sure he got his work done before going out to play, or whatever. It was only on those days I was playing indulgent-auntie that I minded how much work he had. And I bless the teacher, because she hasn't given a drop of homework this week.
I would never assign any work, just so I wouldn't have to grade it.
The lecturer of the class assigned the work, not me.
(It rapidly seems like my task for the day is to find a whine about anything that anybody tells me. I really don't like myself when I'm like that, and there you go, I've already found a whine about the former sentence, told by my own self.)
[Edit: 3+2+3=8, but the digits don't work that nice when I try the 2³=8 because of the extra 3, and now I'm even whining about post #s.]
amych and stealth!hub
What are you talking about? We knew it was coming at least several days in advance!
I was like that the other day, Nilly. I don't like myself when I'm like that, either, and I'm not sure what brings it out, except fatigue and hunger (but sometimes, it happens when I'm neither tired nor hungry, so...).
Happy Anniversary, amych and DH!
And thank you for all the wishes.
I don't like myself when I'm like that, either
I guess it's so much harder when you have kids around, too.
sometimes, it happens when I'm neither tired nor hungry, so...
Sometimes, the amount of whines collected from all the very-little whines that are accumulated from all the everyday stuff that can whine a person - well, it just reaches critical mass, and is has to whine its way out. There's nothing specific that may cause it, because it's all a collection of tiny things, and yet, there you go. And then, you can't even have a specific out-loud whine to express, because it's nothing in particular, which makes everything even whiney-er, in a way.
Hmm, OK. I need something fun to think about. In honor of the Israeli summer vacation for high-schoolers that started yesterday, could you tell me about your summer vacations as kid? Or of your kids?
When I finish whining grading, I'll write about my owns, too (well, not kids, because I still don't have any, but that's a different whine altogether).
