What about Bob?

So on Saturday I went to a tounament at Algoma. On our way back after winning only 2 of 10 games my fellow coach Mark, who has been raving about how good he is at setting people up and how he has several people lined up to set me up with, called Jeremy an alum of NEW (which is where I work). Here's a little of how the conversation went:

Mark: Hey Jeremy it's Coach.
Jeremy: Hey coach.
Mark: What are you doing tonight?
Jeremy: Going to a little get together to watch the badgers game.
Mark: Do you want a date for that?
Jeremy: I guess.
Mark: Where is the get together at?
Jeremy: A girls house.
Mark: Oh are you dating someone?
Jeremy: No. She just has a large screen tv.
Mark: Where does she live.
Jeremy: Off of University Ave.
Mark: Oh that's perfect this girl lives right near there.
Jeremy: Ok. How do I get to her apartment?
Mark: Let me hand the phone over to her.

Needless to say I had a 'date' ready to go. When Jeremy showed up to pick me up, he informed me that it was guys night that they were having and he gave me the option to go or to just hang out at my apartment and watch the game.

I of course opted for Guys night. What better way to spend my evening than with several men that i had never met before.

It was fun. The game was awesome! Badgers beat Michigan for the first time in 11 years or so, so that was exciting. After the game we watched some monty python and just to make me feel a part of the group they called me Bob instead of Lisa. Which was a really sweet gesture.

The girl who's house it was informed me that it had been girls night the night before and that next time she would make sure that i got an invite to that. she was only there for about 20 minutes of guys night, and the rest of the time I was on my own. I had a blast though and i'm excited to be part of a group of people my own age again.

don't wake me i planned on sleeping

i think we all need one day a week where we can sleep in, til we can't sleep anymore, especially for those of us who are talented at marathons of this sort. my father would probably be up at 5AM whether or not he had to be, but i have been trained in the art of sleeping and can mosie along for hours and hours without birds chirping or alarm clocks really getting in my way. we just need a day where it's ok to say, sorry i can't help with that volleyball tournament today because i'll be sleeping. i'm sorry i can't walk the dog and make you breakfast because i'll be sleeping in. i'm sorry i can't go to school and teach classes because i'll be sleeping in.

don't get me wrong, i'm not sleep deprived... i'm sleep-in deprived. i've been without one for several weeks and it is difficult to see the bed at the end of the tunnel. my solution, a national sleep-in holiday, once a week. who's with me.


all we want for christmas is a day to sleep in

one of those days

have you ever had one of those mornings where you just didn't want to get out of bed? you're not sick, but you're so warm and comfortable and everything outside of that warmth is a chance not worth taking...

this has been my day thus far. i'm just hoping that my students will be mellow so that i don't have to do to much in the way of discipline today.

tonight my girls have a volleyball game, which translates into lisa misses the gilmore girls and is given no chance to tape it, since she can't figure out her vcr. what a downer. those girls had better win to make it at least a little bit worth my time.

on another note... i coached my first volleyball game on saturday. we won. there's an outside chance that i may yell too much, but those girls have quite a bit of trouble waking up most times in the morning.

This last week has been insanely busy for me with a 4 day school week and the beginning of numerous projects and subject matters. i start the morning off right with a class of 6 keyboarders, quiet bunch mostly because they are still asleep. 2nd hour i have about 11 art students mostly beginners. they are a little coo-ky but that is to be expected from art students. 3rd hour is probably my most difficult class to deal with, having 24 juniors in peer ministry. they just can't stop talking. whenever i show another teacher my class list for third hour they practically kneel down and start praying for my sanity right then and there. we'll see how things go with them, they are quite lous and difficult at times. fourth hour i have off, and fifth hour is keyboarding again, but this time i have 15 students (it used to be 22, but i only have 15 computers in that room). 6th and 8th hours are my other two art classes filled with your usual artsy crowd, along with those that are simply in it for the easy 'a' or because they don't like choir or band. i know most of my students names, there are a few i am just picking up. so i am pretty proud of that, but this being my first year teaching all of these different classes i think i go home every night with way more work than any of my kids have to do. (not to mention staying after school for volleyball practice til 7 every night) ah... the life of a first year teacher(i.e. initial educator), i will be overjoyed to see May and June's smiling faces.