Wednesday, January 30, 2008

I love my job.

This is the flier for the unit I designed for this next science rotation:

I love being a teacher and I am so grateful for those of you who have helped shaped my beliefs and practices:
Amanda, Aunt Dianne, Bethany, Jenni, Pam, Patric, Colleen, Ruth, Kim
and many, many more...

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Haircut 2.0: or Diana is Genius, pt. 2

K, so I know that there are more important things in the world besides my haircut. But this is the updated version that Diana did today. I feared that the long layers kinda made me look like Uncle Jesse from Full House. So Diana did her magic again by cutting off the mullet-y bottom. She is awesome.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Thank you to the three of you who participated in the official Spur of the Moment 24 Hour Haircut Election. I went with #1, but kept it a little longer on the bottom and had the bangs a bit shorter. Amanda, I am glad you found a possible winner for yourself.

Here are the results:

If anyone is looking for a hair stylist, I can wholeheartedly recommend Diana, who will not only wash your hair with delightfully minty products, she is a sparkling conversationalist and a talented stylist.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Heather needs a haircut...
votes are welcome...






Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Don't Cry For Me, John Krasinksi

Despite my love for The Office, I'm not afraid to say that License to Wed royally sucked. I'm not even all the way through the movie, and I'm thinking about just popping it out of the DVD player and sticking it back in it's little red envelope so it can begin its journey back to the Netflix warehouse.

Pretty much, John (or "Jim" as I prefer to call him) gets into awkward situation after awkward situation, to which he consistently responds by making his trademark "Jim" face... a shrug, raised eyebrows, etc...

At less than an hour into the movie, it is very clear that our friend Jim is about to get trapped into a marriage with a controlling shrew purely because he finds her HOT. Uh oh! Lesson learned.

Also, those mechanical babies were super creepy. We had those in Anatomy class in high school, and they weren't nearly as horrifying. That "mini me" version of Robin Williams was also super creepy. I wanted to call CPS on that kid's parents for allowing him to be in this movie. The ending- don't worry, I won't ruin it- was possibly the tackiest and worst movie ending I've ever seen. And that's bad.

No amount of cameos from the cast of The Office could cure this horrid movie.

One last thing. I think I'm entirely cured of my crush on Jim. Perhaps it was just his shaggy haircut that I've loved all this time. It's interesting to note that Ellen Degeneres also has this same haircut. My hypothesis is that this particular haircut is a magnet for women. After all, Ellen is dating Portia De Rossi.

Oh Jim, if you're reading this: the side part is just not a good look for you. It is unnatural for a man at that age to have the same haircut as a 19-year-old Mormon missionary.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Gotta Love Office Space
some unfortunate last names

Samir: No one in this country can ever pronounce my name right. It's not that hard: Samir Na-gheen-an-a-jar. Nagheenanajar.
Michael Bolton: Yeah, well at least your name isn't Michael Bolton.
Samir: You know there's nothing wrong with that name.
Michael Bolton: There was nothing wrong with it... until I was about 12 years old and that no-talent clown became famous and started winning Grammys.
Samir: Hmm... well why don't you just go by Mike instead of Michael?
Michael Bolton: No way. Why should I change? He's the one who sucks.

There really are some unfortunate last names out there. As a teacher and former Mormon missionary, I sympathize with unfortunately surnamed people. What's the most unfortunate name you've encountered?

Wise Words #5

This is from my beloved Paul Rudd's character in the movie 200 Cigarettes.

It's inevitable, you know? You make all these little compromises to smooth things along, and the next thing you know, you're on some macrobiotic diet and you're listening to Joni Mitchell... and you know what they say? They tell you, "you've changed," and "you're not the same person I fell in love with." And then they dump you!

and a special bonus:

PAUL RUDD: Look, I'm just going to go home and kill myself. Do you want to share a cab?
COURTNEY LOVE: So I can pass out and wake up alone on New Year's Day? No way, man.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Wise Words #4
This was submitted by Deanna. This is one of the many reasons I love her so.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Major Life Decisions
(or: If You Hold Hands with Mentally Retarded Children, They'll Never Learn to Make Their Own Decisions)

I have a M.R. (mentally retarded) kid in my class. At the beginning of the year, he would always try to hold my hand whenever we were going anywhere. Then, the special ed teacher told me not to hold the kid's hand anymore because then the kid wasn't thinking about where to go for himself. He was just coasting along without thinking.

Once in awhile I wish I could just coast along with someone else making my decisions for me. Driving is one of those times. Its so much easier to just follow someone else, whether it's a friend driving ahead of me or a friend navigating in the passenger seat. If I had a newfangled GPS, I could totally see myself accidentally driving off a bridge or something (it said "turn left NOW!").

It would also be much easier if someone else could make financial decisions for me. Buying a house has my head spinning; it blows my mind that I could feasibly be a homeowner... to own something so big and expensive and to have THAT much debt... wow. I'm also contemplating what to do about retirement. These two cute reps from some union-approved retirement agency keep coming around our school every couple weeks, and I have to keep turning them away because I don't want to accidentally sign up for something I don't understand just because the salesmen are hot.

I wonder sometimes if marriage appealed to me partly because it would have been sooo easy to allow someone else to make a major life decision once in awhile. But then I remember to have faith in myself and my ability to make intelligent choices. After all, I haven't signed up for a retirement plan... yet.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Heather loves Cocoa.
Seriously. Is anything cuter?

Monday, January 07, 2008

Man, facebook is running slowly right now. Don't they know I need to upload like, infinity number of photos from our super fun post-New Year's travels? That's okay, I'll post some here.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Wise Words #3

"We would have brought you some peanut brittle, except we didn't know if you had any food allergies... because YOU NEVER CALLED ME BACK!"

- Tyree

The moral of this story: Always call people back.

Friday, January 04, 2008

"Landed," by Ben Folds.
best. song. ever.

Here are the lyrics, provided for your enjoyment.

We'd hit the bottom,
I thought it was my fault
And in a way I guess it was
I'm just now finding out
What it was all about

Moved to the west coast away from everyone
She never told me that you called
Back when I was still, I was still in love

Till I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye, I tried
And I twisted it wrong just to make it right
Had to leave myself behind
I've been flying high all night
So come pick me up...I've landed

The daily dramas she made from nothing
So nothing ever made them right
She liked to push me and talk me back down
Until I believed I was the crazy one,
and in a way
I guess I was...

But I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's bye-bye, goodbye I tried
Treading a sea of a troubled mind
Had to leave myself behind
Singing bye-bye, goodbye I tried

If you wrote me off I'd understand it
Because I've been on some other planet
So come pick me up...
I've landed

And you will be so
happy to know
I've come alone,
it's over

But I opened my eyes and walked out the door
And the clouds came tumbling down
And it's by my goodbye I tried
Down comes the reign of the telephone czar
It's OK to call
Now I'll answer for myself

Come pick me up,...I've landed

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Wise Words #2

"Um, just so you know, next time a homeless person asks for a handout, it's not a good idea to say, 'I only carry large bills.' And don't ask them if they have change for a twenty."