It Really Is All About Me!
I am a smarmy, energetic teacher. I think that I am brilliant and funny. I will soon be divorced -- after 2 years and several pounds heavier. I live with my 2 dogs, Samson (little guy in front) and Panda (cutie on the couch). I LOVE my Dr. Martens.
Most of my family is in Michigan. I moved out to California over 10 years ago. And I ain't going back!
My dad and his girlfriend are afraid of computers. He still isn't too sure how to use his cell phone, and I occasionally get butt called.
Most of my family is in Michigan. I moved out to California over 10 years ago. And I ain't going back!
My dad and his girlfriend are afraid of computers. He still isn't too sure how to use his cell phone, and I occasionally get butt called.
I am a middle aged, sarcastic, soon to be divorced woman! I've been going through this divorce thing for 2 years now...Oh, the stress, the weight gain, the hair loss (and I didn't have that much before I lost it -- Oh, thankfully, it's growing back in), the trips to the shrink -- Ah, good times! So what was the first thing I did when I decided that marriage was not for me? Get stinking drunk every night and have a series of one night stands? No, I got a dog, then another. Yea, I'm pretty fucked up!
I also teach. Scary thought. I teach third graders. They can be a crack up, sadly, not all of them get my humor. Like the time we were going on a field trip to somewhere in town. One asked if we were taking a bus. My reply? Yes, yes we are taking the district bus. (Note: We have not had bus service in out district for over 2 years). One actually went home and excitedly told his mom that we were taking a bus. Okay, I'm sort of sadistic too.
My hope is to one day be able to make a butt-load of money from writing this and quit my job, or at least teach part time. Stop laughing at me! It could happen. If you're still laughing, your just the person that should read my shit!
I also teach. Scary thought. I teach third graders. They can be a crack up, sadly, not all of them get my humor. Like the time we were going on a field trip to somewhere in town. One asked if we were taking a bus. My reply? Yes, yes we are taking the district bus. (Note: We have not had bus service in out district for over 2 years). One actually went home and excitedly told his mom that we were taking a bus. Okay, I'm sort of sadistic too.
My hope is to one day be able to make a butt-load of money from writing this and quit my job, or at least teach part time. Stop laughing at me! It could happen. If you're still laughing, your just the person that should read my shit!
