Could You Put Teachergirl on That Account?

Music to my ears, people. Because right now, I am the proud owner of some HBO and I am a fixin' (yes, you heard that correctly) to watch me some John Adams tonight.

LawyerBoy came home in the nick of time last night and told those crazies to turn it on quick, because the history major in the house was about to have a fit of apoplexy. And within two seconds, HBO was streaming into the house. Of course, it was the last two seconds of the John Adams I was trying to see, but who cares? It is on TONIGHT, too. And he, of course, told them that I was to be on the account. Because I can't do LawyerBoy, no matter how hard I try.

Clear the deck, Braves. My home opener is on another channel.

Where's the Justice?

Last weekend, being the history junkie that I am, I stumbled upon the free HBO weekend and landed face first in the John Adams mini-series.

Personally, I landed in heaven.

Here they all were: Tom, Ben, George, John and a cast of thousands, including Abigail. The Boston Massacre and John defending those British soldiers. Abigail reading that summation (as the wife of a lawyer, I can't tell you how many times I have listened to summations and watched LawyerBoy pace back and forth being, well....LawyerBoy. The Boston Tea Party, the Continental Congress, the Declaration of Independence... John Adams in Paris, trying desparately to get the French on board and not knowing how to be diplomatic; John sending John Quincy off to Russia; I mean I looked around here and said something about getting a summer job or I'd have to pack the lot of you off, too.

Anyway, I digress.

I thought that I would be able to do without the rest of Johnny and the gang but as the time has inched closer and closer to that bewitching hour - tonight, they put the government into place, for heaven's sake - I have become a fanatic.

So, I called the cable company. In the past, I have always dealt with the fools at the cable company. Fought over the bill, ordered up some wireless: you get the drill. Tonight, Heather told me she'd be happy to help, but was LawyerBoy available.

Nope. LawyerBoy is at the lawyerboy office doing something suitably lawyerboyish.

So sad, too bad. Heather told me that if I could just have him confirm that I had his approval - because you know, in the past, so many bad people have just messed around with other people's cable services- she could push the HBO button for me and I'd be all set. BUT, and that's a big but, without my man, well, there wasn't anything she could do for me.

I guess I'll have to go get my copy of John Adams and read what I'm missing. It is hardly Paul Giamatti and Laura Linley, though. Because they are acting their revolutionary butts off. And as soon as I contact my attorney, I'm going to see what I've been missing.

While I'm Not a Physician, This Does Explain Many Things

Found this test at Poppy's and I've got to tell you, my score, a 29, just confirms things I've been finding out about myself and BrownBear. I do things that many of you might consider weird - count my steps, don't do well if my routine is messed up (ask the school secretaries!), read encyclopedias, don't handle new situations well, and if completely nervous, I have been known to type what I am saying behind my back. BrownBear had (has) an issue with certain food textures (peanut butter, for example) and the way certain things touched her (her socks couldn't have a ridge across the toes and if they did, she twisted them so they didn't touch her feet). She doesn't like new social situations, either. (I was afraid sixth grade would do her in.) Just recently, I found out that she, too, is a counter - steps and what not. She has managed to make her counting work for her, though, because she is a math whiz.

Why am I a teacher? Because I usually don't have to talk to adults. I am a comedian. Masks my fear of new situations.

Five Days and Counting

The mom who wants her son retained... didn't scare me as badly as I thought. she was calm, rational, and made sense. Praise be. We have placed the paperwork in his file and all is well. Retaining this kid makes perfect sense. He is not where he should be academically, emotionally, ...you guys fill in the blanks. He reminds me of the book, Leo, the Late Bloomer. I just hope he blooms.

Tora, Tora, Tora is rated G. And that works out well for the World War II unit we planned. I love that movie. And the attack scenes are amazing... and the movie takes up a lot of time. Is it a little over their heads? Probably. But, it was over everybody's head, remember? Most of them got it, though.

Next week is Teacher Appreciation Week.


We'll just see about that.

The Movie Meme

Stolen from Poppy and Joke; nothing left to do today, except wash the returned princesses clothes and watch the John Adams HBO miniseries.

The idea is to bold the ones you saw and italicize the ones you've seen partially. Comments are optional.

(I've seen a whole lot more movies - just where are they?)

1. The Godfather (1972) That horse head scared the crap out of my young self. (And I liked Marlon Brando, even with cotton in his mouth.)
2. The Shawshank Redemption (1994) Not so bad. Tim Robbins -- I tend to like him.
3. The Godfather: Part II (1974)
4. The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly (1966)
5. Pulp Fiction (1994) Only the scenes with le Big Mac and John Travolta dancing. That's it.
6. Schindler’s List (1993) I usually do the Nazi movies, but this is an exception.
7. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975) On a date.
8.The Empire Strikes Back (1980) I believe I am a Jedi Knight. (and a freak).
9. Casablanca (1942) I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
10. Seven Samurai (1954) I think it was a college class requirement - can you tell it made an impression?
11. Star Wars (1977) See #8
12. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003) uh - no.
13. 12 Angry Men (1957)
14. Rear Window (1954) Jimmy Stewart and Grace Kelly being naughty.
15. Goodfellas (1990)
16. Cidade de Deus (2002)
17. Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981) Harrison Ford with a whip and a hat? Uh - yes!
18. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001) uh - no to the second.
19. Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)
20. The Usual Suspects (1995)
21. Psycho (1960) Managed to scare me spitless.
22. Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
23. Fight Club (1999) No, thanks.
24. Citizen Kane (1941) Required for journalism.
25. The Silence of the Lambs (1991) As I get older, the real world scares me enough.
26. North by Northwest (1959) I'd watch Cary Grant floss.
27. Memento (2000)
28. The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002) Uh - no for the third time.
29. Sunset Blvd. (1950)
30. It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) Every year.
31. The Matrix (1999) I still don't understand it. And I have had people try to explain it to me.
32. Lawrence of Arabia (1962) I'm easily bored by those long sandy scenes.
33. There Will Be Blood (2007)
34. Se7en (1995)
35. Apocalypse Now (1979) Just the helicopter scenes with the Cry of the Valkyries playing. Really.
36.Taxi Driver (1976)
37. American Beauty (1999)
38. Léon (1994)
39. Vertigo (1958) I have vertigo; I don't need to see a movie about it.
40. Amelie (2001)
41. American History X (1998)
42. No Country for Old Men (2007)
43. The Departed (2006)
44. Paths of Glory (1957)
45. M (1931)
46. To Kill a Mockingbird (1962) Absolutely.
47. Chinatown (1974)
48. The Third Man (1949)
49. Leben der Anderen, Das (2006)
50. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
51. A Clockwork Orange (1971)
52. Alien (1979)
53. The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)
54. Laberinto del fauno, El (2006)
55. The Shining (1980)
56. Sen to Chihiro no kamikakushi (2001)
57. The Pianist (2002)
58. Double Indemnity (1944)
59. Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975) And then there was Spamalot.
60. Forrest Gump (1994)
61. Saving Private Ryan (1998) I need to go to Normandy to see for myself.
62. The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957)
63. L.A. Confidential (1997)
64. Boot, Das (1981) Didn't do that Nazi movie
65. Requiem for a Dream (2000)
66. Reservoir Dogs (1992)
67. Untergang, Der (2004)
68. Aliens (1986)
69. The Maltese Falcon (1941)
70. Raging Bull (1980)
71. Metropolis (1927)
72. Rashômon (1950)
73. Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991)
74. Modern Times (1936)
75. Hotel Rwanda (2004) Real world scary isn't entertainment.
76. Singin’ in the Rain (1952)
77. Sin City (2005)
78. Rebecca (1940)
79. 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) Really, HAL, we're turning you off. Now.
80. Sjunde inseglet, Det (1957)
81. All About Eve (1950) One of the greatest movies I've ever seen
82. Some Like It Hot (1959)
83. City Lights (1931)
84. Amadeus (1984)
85. Vita è bella, La (1997)
86. On the Waterfront (1954) Senior HS English requirement
87. The Great Escape (1963) Nazis
88. Touch of Evil (1958)
89. The Prestige (2006)
90. The Elephant Man (1980)
91. Jaws (1975) One summer - all summer - at the beach. It took three times before I had seen the entire movie; my eyes were closed most of the time.
92. Full Metal Jacket (1987)
93. The Sting (1973)
94. Nuovo cinema Paradiso (1988)
95. Once Upon a Time in America (1984)
96. The Manchurian Candidate (1962)
97. The Apartment (1960)
98. Braveheart (1995) When the king threw that guy out the window...
99. Blade Runner (1982)
100. The Great Dictator (1940)
101. Strangers on a Train (1951)
102. Batman Begins (2005)
103. Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939)
104. Ladri di biciclette (1948) Bicycle Thieves
105. Salaire de la peur, Le (1953) Wages of Fear
106. High Noon (1952)
107. Ran (1985)
108. Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi (1983) See #8.
109. The Big Sleep (1946)
110. The Wizard of Oz (1939) Hasn't everyone seen this movie?
111. Notorious (1946)
112. Back to the Future (1985)
113. Fargo (1996) I know people from Fargo; they don't like it, either.
114. Oldboy (2003)
115. Unforgiven (1992)
116. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade - Harrison Ford with whip and a hat again.
117. Donnie Darko (2001)
118. Ratatouille (2007) Don't laugh, but I got lost. I think I was bored.
119. Mononoke-hime (1997)
120. Cool Hand Luke (1967)
121. Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003)
122. Yojimbo (1961)
123. Per qualche dollaro in più (1965)
124. The Green Mile (1999)
125. Million Dollar Baby (2004)
126. The Bourne Ultimatum (2007)
127. Notti di Cabiria, Le (1957)
128. Gladiator (2000)
129. Battaglia di Algeri, La (1966) The Battle of Algiers.
130. Annie Hall (1977)
131. Die Hard (1988)
132. Into the Wild (2007) The book was bad enough.
133. Ben-Hur (1959)
134. The Deer Hunter (1978)
135. The Sixth Sense (1999) "I see dead people. " And I did all night long.
136. It Happened One Night (1934)
137. The General (1927)
138. Platoon (1986)
139. Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949)
140. Life of Brian (1979) Always look on the bright side of life..
141. The Killing (1956)
142. Smultronstället (1957)
143. Amores perros (2000)
144. Finding Nemo (2003)
145. Diaboliques, Les (1955)
146. The Incredibles (2004) "If we're going to make this work, you're going to have to be more than Mr. Incredible." Words for every relationship.
147. V for Vendetta (2005)
148. The Wild Bunch (1969) I don't need a movie for my family life.
149. Heat (1995)
150. Children of Men (2006)
151. Brief Encounter (1945)
152. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969) What's not to love about Paul Newman and Robert Redford?
153. Juno (2007)
154. The Princess Bride (1987)
155. 8½ (1963)
156. The Graduate (1967)
157. Judgment at Nuremberg (1961) Spencer Tracy gets to punish Nazis and Captain Kirk has a bit part.
158. Letters from Iwo Jima (2006) I thought I could just listen to it as I graded papers and caught up on my reading: until I realized they were all speaking in Japanese.
159. The Night of the Hunter (1955)
160. The Big Lebowski (1998)
161. Crash (2004/I)
162. Dog Day Afternoon (1975)
163. Stand by Me (1986)
164. Gandhi (1982)
165. Shadow of a Doubt (1943)
166. The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938)
167. Snatch. (2000)
168. Harvey (1950)
169. Kill Bill: Vol. 2 (2004)
170. The African Queen (1951) I had nightmares about the leeches.
171. Witness for the Prosecution (1957)
172. The Thing (1982)
173. Trainspotting (1996) No drug addicts.
174. Gone with the Wind (1939) Now, I love me some GWTW. But consider where I am from and who I am married to and his fraternal organization and where we went to college and how many hoop skirts I have worn... I can quote this movie as I drift off to sleep.
175. The Grapes of Wrath (1940) This movie (and novel) is amazing.
176. Wo hu cang long (2000)
177. Belle et la bête, La (1946)
178. The Gold Rush (1925)
179. Little Miss Sunshine (2006) I laughed out loud. Really.
180. Groundhog Day (1993) Bill Murray knocks me out.
181. The Conversation (1974)
182. American Gangster (2007)
183. Scarface (1983)
184. Patton (1970) What's not to love about this movie? Yeah, war is hell, but we do beat the Nazis.
185. Duck Soup (1933)
186. Toy Story (1995)
187. Nosferatu, eine Symphonie des Grauens (1922)
188. The Best Years of Our Lives (1946)
189. Twelve Monkeys (1995)
190. The Terminator (1984)
191. Cabinet des Dr. Caligari., Das (1920)
192. Sleuth (1972)
193. The Hustler (1961)
194. Umberto D. (1952)
195. The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
196. Stalker (1979)
197. Glory (1989)
198. Ed Wood (1994) 199. King Kong (1933)
200. Grindhouse (2007)
201. Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (1998)
202. The Exorcist (1973)
203. The Lion King (1994)
204. Hotaru no haka (1988)
205. Bride of Frankenstein (1935)
206. Spartacus (1960)
207. All Quiet on the Western Front (1930)
208. The Ox-Bow Incident (1943)
209. The Lost Weekend (1945)
210. Stalag 17 (1953)
211. Magnolia (1999)
212. The Lady Vanishes (1938)
213. Lola rennt (1998) Run Lola Run
214. In the Heat of the Night (1967)
215. The Philadelphia Story (1940) Jimmy Stewart, Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn: what's not to love?
216. Frankenstein (1931)
217. Out of the Past (1947)
218. Big Fish (2003)
219. Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927)
220. Anatomy of a Murder (1959)
221. Casino (1995)
222. Rosemary’s Baby (1968)
223. Toy Story 2 (1999)
224. Mystic River (2003)
225. Du rififi chez les hommes (1955)
226. Bonnie and Clyde (1967)
227. 3:10 to Yuma (2007)
228. Hot Fuzz (2007)
229. A Christmas Story (1983) Once might be enough.
230. Ikiru (1952)
231. Mou gaan dou (2002)
232. Manhattan (1979)
233. A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
234. Young Frankenstein (1974) Three different dates with three different guys; I just wanted to see the movie again and again and again.
235. Dial M for Murder (1954)
236. The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962)2
37. Rope (1948)
238. Once (2006)
239. Roman Holiday (1953)
240. Quatre cents coups, Les (1959) The 400 Blows
241. The Searchers (1956)
242. In Cold Blood (1967) Required reading Senior year; that scared the shit out of me. Didn't need to see a movie about it, too.
243. Ying xiong (2002)
244. His Girl Friday (1940)
245. Shaun of the Dead (2004)
246. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (2003)
247. Samouraï, Le (1967)
248. Strada, La (1954)
249. Harold and Maude (1971)
250. Aguirre, der Zorn Gottes (1972) Aguire, The Wrath of God

Breaking News

My passport file has been breached. I am outraged. The State Department is investigating. I am still waiting for my phone call from Condoleeza Rice.

Film at 11.

Puppy Love

Me, too, Cupcake!!!! And Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis? My all time favorite.

I Guess You Thought I Was on Vacation, Too!!

If it's not one thing, here in the deep south, it's another. Today, it's raining glass. Yep. You heard right. The mess downtown isn't quite picked up and many office buildings and hotels have broken glass hanging out. Another large storm blew through today and suddenly, those loose shards started falling from the sky. Duck. Or better yet, don't go downtown.

Here's another juicy tidbit: our county plans for summer school way early - so we send registration forms for all those kids we think just might be in danger of failing the Big State Test. I sent one home with Bob Marley for many, many reasons. Reasons I discussed with his mother during conference week in January. He finally brought the form to me this morning and said that his mother wanted a conference. Okay...to discuss what? The failing grades on his report card, his below grade level reading, his below average ITBS scores from the fall, his inability to stay organized with a buddy, his inability to articulate where he has been and what he has been doing, his amazing 20 AR points for the entire year to date, his inability to read fluently after a year of me trying to get him to, OR.... the fact that he failed the 3rd grade Big State Test and 3rd grade itself and Mama never mentioned to us. No, she was too busy convincing herself that he is GIFTED. So, please. Let's have that conference.

And another one took that letter home and hid it. I forgot that he is one of my "story-tellers." He kept telling me that his mother had the form. I finally e-mailed his mother this morning and she promptly told me that she had never seen this summer school letter and to safety pin it to him like a first grader. And so, I did. Because this woman scares me.

Spring Break, All Around

I put the princesses on an airplane just a few hours ago; Spring Break began in earnest. I assume you saw CNN and the tornado that tore up downtown in the Deep South? After that last night, it did nothing but storm all night long. (Does anyone remember that we are in a drought?)

I prayed hard (and I mean hard) because I am a bad flier, but I was putting my babies on a jet plane, people. As we got closer to the airport, BrownBear began to babble. PrepGirl looked over at her and said, "You're beginning to sound like Mom. Quit." I freely admit it. I was a basket case. But BrownBear was looking and sounding a little like a basket case, too. However, flying in stormy weather isn't anybody's idea of a good time. LawyerBoy and I got to escort them through security to the gate to hand them off to my sister, PrincipalGirl.

Once they got to the beach, BrownBear gave me a call. They had lined up and were 12th to take off. But they got up and got there.

Now, there's nothing but blue skies and sandy beaches.

Unless you're me; then it's nothing but quiet, putting things away and them staying that way and nobody home in the afternoon. I guess that's what it will be like when college comes along.

Fabulous Friday, Also Known as Pi Day

I bet you thought that I hadn't posted because birthday debauchery had kept me from my computer. Nothing of the sort; I have moved my computer from the ever so convenient spot in the den, to the none so convenient spot of computer/craft/guest room.

My birthday weekend was so fantastic that I am planning on a repeat; Spring Break started for the princesses today, so they are off tomorrow on a fun-filled week at the beach with their aunt and grandfather. I am left here to labor and whine. (And whine and whine and whine.)

Today was Pi Day; for all you not so geeky math teachers, it was 3-14 (also Albert Einstein's birthday: how freaky is that?) so we had pie for math today. But not until I had worked this process through for an entire week. Circles, circumference, diameter, radius, how to calculate pi: by golly, the whole nine yards. My plans for this week were the best I have written this year. (FYI: My plans for next week - not so good). And today, we did circle graphs and percents to show pie preferences and we ate the hell out of some pies. I had 12 pies (okay, 11 pies and 1 cookie cake) in math today and we had a ball. Okay, I was sick just cutting them up, but my kids kept on eating. I had to stop one kid who had turned green.

Do you know what you get after you let kids eat pie for breakfast? Rowdy kids for lunch. So, after lunch, I played "Let's Make a Deal," better known as "The Quiet Game." For prizes. And, I actually had eight kids who won.

I also lost one of my geniuses today. He told me he was going to the bathroom, but didn't come back with the other kid he had gone with. I couldn't find him. I finally had to call the office. Apparently, he had taken it upon himself to go to the library, but, shhhhhh, don't tell Mrs. Teachergirl. I was so damned mad and scared at the same time, I turned his card to red (that's the worst thing that can happen to you) and wrote one hell of a note home. Nothing personal, little man, but don't disappear on me. I am pretty laid back, but if someone had stolen you, there would have been a huge problem. And that's what I told him. He was pretty mad about the note home, but by the quiet game, I think he understood where I was coming from. This is also the same genius who wouldn't get started on the writing test a few weeks ago. A little spoiled is what I think.

Spring Break can't come soon enough for me.

Stop Me Before I Sin Again

Dudes. I don't have to pick up the girls until 12:30. I just realized that "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" is on AMC. The car attendants have just taken off in Cameron's Dad's car. I should be in the shower - let's face it, I should already be out of the shower - and heading toward the choir loft. And next Sunday, when Prep and BrownBear are out of town, I am seriously thinking of heading to another house of worship to celebrate Palm Sunday. One where, you know, they give you palms. That's not my reason, though. My choir, the one that did Brahms so impressively a few weeks ago, is scheduled to do a spiritual on Palm Sunday. "Ride On, King Jesus." I can't type it without laughing, so you should see how I sing it.

So, I guess the party is over. And what a party it was. I hit the gym yesterday, the Chinese massage guy in the mall, got my hair cut, manicure, pedicure, movie and dinner. I saw "Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day" and it was charming; I was the youngest person at the matinee, but I still had to pay $10 to see the show.

But, wait. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. Happy Sick Day, Birthday Girl!!!

All Quiet on the Southern Front

It's finally happened. Teachergirl weekend and hell hath frozen over. It is snowing. Snowing. They said it would and now it is. And tomorrow? It's supposed to be sunny and 59. Amazing.

Let's Start the Celebration Now

It is amazingly silent; well, not exactly silent, but quieter than normal. The only noise is the noise that I am generating. History Channel, washing machine, keyboard. You see, it is finally March Mission Madness/No Wives 16 converging at the same time. And when that convergence occurs....Teachergirl has a weekend alone. Just in time for birthday weekend!!!

Has this ever happened before? Uh, no. BrownBear just got into the Youth Group, so this is the first time she has gotten to go on the big March trip.

I've already had a lovely girls' night out and have purchased Sophie Kinsella's newest novel, Remember Me? If only Jen Lancaster knew and loved me, I'd have a copy of her newest book. And what a time I'd be having with that.

The only thing that sucks the ass out of this whole weekend is Daylight Saving Time. Are you kidding me? It is way too early for this crap. You all spring forward; I'm quite happy where I am. And, by the way; my evaluation was held today - kind of a surprise, but whatever -- and I hit the exemplary mark on every category. My AP wanted to know if I had anything to say or add and I was like - uh, no. Exemplary is just fine by me. I'll take it, thankyouverymuch. What gets me is that when I was teaching middle school, I couldn't get an Exemplary/Exceeds Standards evaluation to save my lily white behind. In some ways, just going inside that building should have qualified teachers for an exceeds standards. Do I get a medal or a raise or anything else? No. But I get to hang my evaluation on the refrigerator along with report cards and dance invitations and pictures of my kids.

To Take a Title from Cupcake...

That's over and probably my teaching career.....

Writing assessments for fifth graders are meaningless. I still don't know exactly what it is the State wishes to understand about our ten year olds. And remember, they are just ten. Or eleven.

They are given a writing prompt - narrative, persuasive or informational - and 120 minutes to produce a finished piece. They are not allowed to use any kind of reference materials at all. They have written for the entire year; they shouldn't be surprised because they have done this before.

Well, guess what? I only had one student fall completely apart. He got the prompt that I handed out blind and immediately asked for a different one. Since I hadn't seen them, I handed them out the way I got them. I didn't know who would get what. He became extremely unhappy and shut down. He cried. He pouted. He laid his head down. And I was his cheerleader, but I had another student with the very same prompt who was having the same trouble. This other child didn't cry, but I could see he was panicked. We were 45 minutes into the test before he picked up his pencil and started. By then, I was e-mailing the teachers next door and the principals for instructions. And their instructions were: you've done all you could.

I refused to read what they wrote. Just like the big state tests coming up, I can't stand to see if they make mistakes. I know they are going to, so I just don't want to know what they are.

Oh, and how seriously was I taking today? I didn't turn on my alarm. I woke up 30 minutes before I was supposed to be behind my desk. Can you say "Super Big State Testing Jean Day?"

Because What's Saint Patrick's Day Without Guinness?

Your Leprechaun Name Is:

Twindle O'Guinness

What's Your Leprechaun Name?

It has a certain, I don't know, Lucky Charms about it, don't you think?

Monday, Monday

Monday. Two days before the writing assessment.

No one knows how to write, yet.

Worse, however, was how bad I felt this weekend. I was so knocked out with a migraine, I was in bed most of Saturday. Yes, I slept until 4:30 Saturday afternoon.

My nutritionist wanted me to go on a no carb diet. After spending a large amount of money, I realized that no carbs is no fun and no way to live. I was dreaming about toast. And milk and fruit. I hadn't even gotten to missing potatoes and spaghetti, yet. There has to be a better way to get rid of the muffin-top. Like exercising and eating right? That's my goal.

And my principal, in a state of do goodery, realized that some of us had been left out of Cupid fun, put gift bags in our mailboxes. She's one of the good ones.

Should This Surprise Me?

You Are Cilantro

The bad news is that there are some people who can't stand you. The good news is that most people love you more than anything else in the world. You are distinct, unusual, fresh, and very controversial. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

What Spice Are You?

Thanks, Cupcake. I think we really are soul sisters. Because we sure are spicy.

But listen to this:

During the month of February, we had a form of secret Cupid at school. You got "shot" with a cutesey present and then you shoot someone else. I'm still waiting. And now, it's March. My birthday month. I can't wait.