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.

I was introduced to a new kind of rare called blue.

I've heard of black and blue, which seems to basically be burned on the outside, raw on the inside. I didn't know that there was just "blue"

I've heard references in fic to blue meat, and it sounds, well, not to my taste.

I didn't know that there was just "blue"

It was barely browned on the exterior and looked difficult to chew. I didn't try it for fear of a digestive issue.

For me...raw is associated with sushi and veggies.

Yikes!! My mother and I do enjoy our beef on the rare side of things (we don't eat it often, because we know it's bad for us, but.... it's so good!) but that "blue" version sounds horrifying.