earpugs?

They block noise by snoring.

earpugs? Cause they'd be cute.

But they'd wiggle a lot and you'd have to walk them.

I just took too much joy in telling a librarian she can't go to a free lunch downtown.

Also, we seem to have a mouse in our kitchen (I refuse to speak in the plural about this). With regard to the crickets I happily called the exterminator and told him to KILL KILL KILL! However, I am weepy over what is going to happen to poor Stuart Little.

However, I am weepy over what is going to happen to poor Stuart Little.

Oy, Sparky, don't name the little beast! Especially not Templeton. (Okay, he was technically a rat, but still...)

Too late!

::sniffle::

I did suggest to my DH that I go away for a couple of weeks so that he could deal with the problem but he seemed to think I was kidding.

The mouse is not Stuart Little. The mouse is a ravenous filthy beast from hell that will put holes in your cereal boxes, chew on your wiring and leave tiny brown "presents" everywhere. If the mouse starts talking and wearing clothes, then you can get weepy.

"I'm pooping in the rainforest!"

No more nature shows for you, Owen.

No more nature shows for you, Owen.

He could grow up to be like Bear Grylls.

He and Liv have switched to playing in some water in one of the beer coolers from the weekend. I should really get these guys a water table.

after much head bashing, PDF reading, and inserting a hub, it looks like my laptop and the mixer are slowly talking to eachother. It is currently syncing the two. Apparently the 'mac doesn't need a crossover cable' is a software thing that Bootcamp or Parallels can't access. What does that mean? It means things are slowly getting better.

{{{{{ND}}}}} and much ~ma to you.

Today was a half day because of TS Fay. Of course, there has been very little rain. DD called a faculty meeting for 7 this morning to micromanage our day. As classes were starting DD came over the intercom to tell everyone that teachers had to work a full day regardless of what happened with the students. Later he came over the intercom to let teachers know we could leave for lunch after the kids were gone; however, we were required to attend a faculty meeting at 2 pm. We get into the faculty meeting and, after listening to him ramble for 10 minutes he told us we could leave for the day because we had "earned it". Gosh he is a micromanaging jerk!

The school is insane, too. I was doing 'warm body counts' for my classes today. First block: 23 kids, Second block: 12 kids, Third block: 34 kids, Fourth block: 16 kids. Yeah, my 3rd block has all my Drama students in it; yet, they tell me there aren't enough kids in that class to make 2 classes. Is it me or are they on crack?

Is the week over, yet? I'm exhausted and my feet are killing me. Gronk.

You and your family are in my thoughts, Drew.

OK, now I have to ask what DD stands for, because I missed the origin story. I am making up some fun things, though...

Dense Dork, Damned Dickwad, Deplorable Douchenozzle.

edit: I thought someone else would come up with the real thing- Draconian Dictator