Gmail puts ads up that they think are relevant based on your emails I guess. I find it sort of creepy. But I happened to glance up the ad tonight, and saw this:

http://www.whizproducts.co.uk/en/


Their logo is actually Whiz freedom for when nature calls, whiz midstream for when health calls.

Gross. Who thinks of this, and better yet, who actually goes through the plans and makes it?

One more time, come on guys, one more time

Last week Kate, Jeremy, and me (and Kirk, who didn't really help) became the new high score on photohunt at BHP. It was one of my proudest accomplishments of the past year, probably right after getting my masters. So this weekend, Kate, Caitlin, and I went back to BHP and were dismayed, downtrodden, and nearly in tears when we found out that we had been bumped down to third place. We spent an embarrassingly long time stooped over the photohunt machine on saturday night, and even took a break to go down the street for a refreshment at Uppercrust, but we weren't able to beat the new score.

I would've marked the weekend as a total loss, except that I ran my second 5k earlier that day. It wasn't as much fun as my first one in June, but I had convinced my mom to start running this spring and she ran it with me on Saturday. About 3/4 of a mile into it, she told me she hated me and we split up. But when we met up at the end and were relaxing as they gave out awards, we were pretty stunned when they read her name as the winner of her age division. She went up and got her medal, and we never told my dad later that day that she was one of two people in her age division.

Halloween is coming. Our apartment has its first installation of candy corn. It's how I reconcile with the fact that summer is leaving.

The Story of the Snozu

I've got this fleece I really like. It's white. It's soft. It zips up and keeps me warm if it's between 55 and 70 degrees. It costs 12 dollars. The lining of its left pocket is ripped to shreds. It's called SNOZU.


The Snozu accompanies me to most drinking events.


I didn't wear it at all between June and September, and recently I took it off it's hanger and have been sporting it around town for the cooler days and nights. Apparently I've worn it to work a little too often during this first week and a half of school. As I was leaving my classroom at the end of my day today, my little three year old buddy Moses (yes, Moses) said "Wait! You forgot your white sweatshirt!"

I didn't even bring it to school today. It's nice to know Mo has my back though.

Hot people that are doctors? Count me in.

The great thing about my job is that I only work until 2:30. I don't sit down between 8 and 1:00, but being able to leave at 2:30 makes up for it. Of course, the plan is to do some tutoring in the afternoons so that I don't have to stop drinking Miller Lite, but right now I sort of sit around from 3:45 until bed time. Don't think I'm just wasting my afternoons away though--I find some things to buy my time though. For example, last week was "Twin Week" on Family Feud, and it was really exciting to see if the older twins would beat the younger twins. But, the catch of all catches was this afternoon, when I discovered a special called "Getting Into Grey's Anatomy," which is basically the best thing I have going on right now. I've been whining for the past 6 months that I wanted to watch Grey's Anatomy, but I've tried a few times to watch an episode and couldn't get into it. I'm hoping this does the trick, because really what I need right now is another show that I need to watch on a daily basis.




Oh, and yesterday on my morning commute, I saw a blind man walk into the side of a building on Harvard Street.

I don't really want to eat a baby

I thought I'd blog more often once work started because I'd have lots of good stories. And I do have lots of good stories, but then I'm also tired. School is fun though. About 90 percent of my class is really cute, 5 percent are cute, and one kid isn't that cute, but he likes to wear tights to school, so that at least makes him interesting.

Today we had our first of many visits from the Israeli dancing teacher. Dancing with 18 preschoolers was easily the highlight of the week so far. There's something abou watching three year olds try to shuffle their feet while holding hands with another three year old that makes it pretty hard not to laugh.

And speaking of small people, check out these. They're marzipan babies, and as far as I'm concerned, they're sort of creepy and definitely weird. There were some babies with a remarkable amount of detail below the belt, but I left them out knowing the mature level of my friends.

Why does summer have to diiiiiiiiee????.

There's something about early September and back-to-school time that makes me feel nostalgic. I'm not sure exactly what I feel nostalgic about, maybe childhood. I liked seeing all of the kids heading to school today for the first day as I drove to work, but it makes me sad for them (and me) that summer is over. Where did summer go by the way?

Tomorrow's my first day of school. I'm oddly not that nervous, maybe because I have no idea what it's going to be like. I imagine there will be a lot of tears (hopefully just the kids', and not mine). We had a "Meet the Teachers" morning for a few hours today, and 15 of my kids came in to see the room. It looks like a lively bunch. Did you know that three year olds are little??

My parents handed off a bag of Robin Eggs candy to me this weekend...I have a feeling it's been sitting in the cabinet since the spring. Regardless, it didn't stop me from eating a third of the candy bowl after dinner tonight because the color ratio was off, and it looked funny with so many yellows and whites in the bowl. I have an odd pain in my chest now. If it's a heart attack, I'm calling in sick tomorrow.