I would imagine that getting sleep would be a better habit than not sleeping, in the long run... But I'm not a doctor.

And yes, this is my feeling too!

Hat trick?:

In happier news, my parents are getting into town tonight, and I'm super excited to see them. Plus, they're bringing our wedding gifts! Woo!

Prezzies are always nice.

So, the Giants actually had the balls to sit Zito from the ALDS. I think it is a good decision, but am kinda shocked the Giants actually did it. He can be an AMAZING pitcher but, even before he moved from the A's to the Giants, he is SO inconsistant. When he is on, it is lights out, but when he is off, it is ugly. There is nothing in the middle.

No prob, Kate. I'm glad my obsessive researching can pay off for someone else.

If he finds something that works, let me know.

The good news: I had my annual review today. Everyone loves me and thinks I rock.

The bad news: my favorite coworker was laid off this morning due to a budget crunch. He's awesome and now he's not here. Damn it.

I was substituting today in a classroom set aside for 9th graders with severe behavioral problems. I had to sit in the time out classroom with one student for a while (their other teacher was left with them, I did not abandon children!) and the following conversation occured:

Kid: Miss, can I go to the bathroom?
Me: Nope.
Kid: I'm gonna go in my seat, do you want that?
Me: I think you'll be fine.
Kid: I have a bladder control problem.
Me: I don't think you do.
Kid: Are you calling me a liar?
Me: I guess so.
Kid: I'm being disrespected by a teacher. You are mean, miss sassypants.

I feel like anyone who uses the word 'sassypants' in an actual sentence gets their entire argument invalidated.

This was also Day Three of my being a substitute teacher. I have nooooo idea how to deal with these kids. :/

although, I kinda like the name "Miss Sassypants"

De-lurking

The 6-yr-old diva is addressed as "Miss Sassypants" at least once a week.

Matt, I live in beef country and some great friends grilled for us this past Saturday. I was introduced to a new kind of rare called blue. I'm a med rare girl myself, but it was interesting to learn people eat meat that raw. Not rare, raw.

I feel like anyone who uses the word 'sassypants' in an actual sentence gets their entire argument invalidated.

See, I feel the opposite. (In general, not in this particular situation maybe.)

::waves at vroom. politely refuses blue meat::

Oh flea. That's it, no advice, just pure empathy. And wishes for betterment, and soon.