Another Tuesday?

1. My kids have their own language. I am slowly learning it. I know not to "mean mug" someone. Last week we were making a poster to advertise a side of the civil war. The students had to come up with a slogan for the side they chose. One girl's was "Fight against slavery because the south is just janky." She came up and asked me with that was okay. I said yes, but then had to catch myself. I couldn't really say yes without knowing what janky was. But it fits, it means to be messed up.

2. On Friday one of my boys asked me if the Egyptians were still building the pyramids when I was born.

3. Want to tell someone to stay out of your business? Instead of saying "This is an A and B conversation" say "Stay out of the Kool-Aid." Which is short for "Stay out of the Kool Aid because you don't know what flavor it is"

4. I ran my face into a large plastic eye today.

5. And I am undecided about a purse. I went shopping yesterday and they are so expensive! I think I will just borrow one from my mother/sister in law. They have dozens each.

What scares me

When I went to my interview last week, I was really nervous the days leading up to it. By the time the interview arrived, I had mostly calmed myself down. I had told myself that if I didn't know how to answer a question now, there was nothing I could do about it.

So I went into the school and introduced myself to the secretary. She had me take a seat while the panel prepared for me.

I was fine for about a minute, and then I realized where I was sitting. Right next to the nurse's office.

I started freaking out a little bit.

You see, I am afraid of any doctor's or nurses office. And blood and pain. Go here if you need a reminder. I am pretty sure I have only been to the nurse's office a handful of times in my school career. And never voluntarily.

I remember in kindergarten I refused to go to the office. All the time Mrs. Gibson would ask students to go to the office for various tasks and these kids agreed and even volunteered! If I was asked, I would say no.

Why? Because to me The Office=Doctor. And I was scared of it. I eventually realized that wasn't the case, but my fear of the doctor has not gone away.

And that was the most nerve-wracking thing about my interview. Sitting next to the nurse's office.