weird day. weird blog post.

Today is a weird day.

I didn't sleep well last night because I have been having terrible nightmares which I've never had before so I am guessing it's a pregnancy thing, and then Nathan had to stay awake to do home work and I had to go to bed before him for the first time ever. It was strange. I also got some crazy news yesterday that my brain is still wrapping around. Plus today I have two big meetings, I got into an argument with a co-worker who has continually tried to push me around and I stood my ground this time, and all my grades are due in a few hours. I just feel weird. And I have puffy eyes. And sore calves.

I always teach my students to not begin sentences with the word and. I do it all the time on my blog. I don't even feel bad. No one is grading my blog for correct sentence structure! Unless.. are you grading my blog for correct sentence structure?

Yesterday I was so productive. Both at work and at home. I have a feeling that is not going to happen today. I get to grab dinner with bff JennaG and then my 4 day weekend starts. That's right, FOUR DAY WEEKEND. If you want to claim it's unfair, I challenge you to work one day at my job. Then we can talk. We can talk even if you don't want to work at my job; just become better friends or something.

If you enjoy American history combined with popular pop jams from a few years ago, check out this video asap. I co-teach a US history class every day. I have learned so much doing it the past 2 years and I have seriously become a lover of all things history. Which sounds weird but it feels warm on the inside. My co-teacher, Brady, showed this video today and I died. Stupid King George. He should have known.

Speaking of co-teaching, I also co-teach an 8th grade science class if you didn't know. This was hard for me when I started out last year because Science was never a huge interest of mine. But now half way through my second year of it, I love it! Yesterday I took my struggling kids and did a whole lesson on Chemistry. I felt like a genius. Guys, I barely passed Chemistry in high school. This was a big deal for me.

I get hungry for lunch at 10am. It's a problem. Then I'm hungry for dinner at 3. Then ready for second dinner at 8.

How come every time I turn on Netflix to find a new show or movie to watch, I always end up re-watching One Tree Hill. Why does that show make me so happy? Why did I dream the other night that I had to protect Nathan Scott from being shout outside the church building where I used to go to seminary? Can you even answer any of these questions?

I feel uncomfortable if someone else pours my milk and cereal. Luckily Nathan has learned that it's something I need to do myself. I like a very specific amount of milk and cereal. Mostly way too much cereal and even more milk.

I love watching my kids be "sneaky." They think I don't notice them eating and it cracks me up. They make all this noise with the wrapper then bend all awkwardly then shove it super fast in their mouths. Haha it's awesome. Most of the time I just stare at them while they try so hard not to chew and blow their cover. Homeboy, your cover was already blown.

I call my male students homeboy all the time. Is that unprofessional? Eh.. I don't care. I also call them slim shady sometimes too.

Is it lunch time yet?

Yesterday a student accused me of child abuse because I was eating a banana and "the last thing a hungry baby wants is a terrible banana." He apparently remembers a time in his mother's womb when she ate a banana and he hated it.

Hey I took a break and now I am back. I had one of my meetings. The dad was kinda a jerk to me. Oh well. It's a weird day anyways.

Continuing on with the weird theme, here are some weird pictures.


We went to Zupas last night because we are obsessed. TSA panini and a chicken chop salad. I diiieeeed.

Here are some freaking awesome pacifiers my mom sent us. I love them.

I played with my sewing machine this weekend. It is awesome.

This is the snow on the del taco benches 2 days after the storm. I hate snow.

Does it make me a bad person that sometimes I make Nathan strategically wait after Sacrament meeting so certain people don't find us and sit by us in Sunday School. They are nice people. But they are kinda obsessed with us. I need breathing room guys.

I haven't been drinking enough water today.

Gulp, gulp, gulp! That was the sound of me drinking more water.

Today someone called me, "Mrs. Dude Teacher Lady" and everyone was laughing so hard. I don't think it's offensive (some teachers are way too uptight) but I just legitimately thought it was dumb so I said, "Guys, that's not even funny." And everyone stopped laughing. It was so weird. It's like the felt compelled to laugh until I let them know they don't have to laugh at dumb jokes.

And.. that's really all I have to say.