Ice Cream Social
Today there was no puking! Two kids in our room went home with fevers, but not one kid barfed!
There was an Ice Cream Social/Magic Show at 6:00pm tonight. I planned on staying Partially because some parents had said they hoped to see me there and partially to be a kiss-ass - to save my job - I was late one day last week and I was told before that if I was late again I'd have to be fired. So, I've made myself indispensable lately - volunteering for dirty jobs (like walking the halls with puking kids), working my butt off (moving furniture in and out of classrooms - for floor waxing), and scooping ice cream.
I got off work at 5:45, and went to my car to make a run to Arby's. My car wouldn't start, one of my co-workers was taking out trash and offered to give me a jump. We must not have done it correctly because it wouldn't start. Luckily, her husband was bringing their kids to the Ice Cream Social thing, she said 'he's really good at car things'. I ended up eating left-over fried chicken. I scooped probably 2.5 gallons of ice cream, refilled the spoon container and cleaned up (and tore down) after the magic show (the magician was extra cheesy, mostly sleight-of-hand stuff with foam balls and scarves. He had that dumb 'fill-in the coloring book pages' thing, and a puppet rabbit-in-a-hat, his assistant pretty much stood next to a boombox and hit the skip button. He was wearing khaki shorts, a white t-shirt and a top hat, and he had a mullet. His finale was not impressive, the rabbit puppet 'made' a wand disappear (by stuffing it back in the hat) and pulled a 'longer' wand out of the hat. That was it.
So, about ten minutes ago, there was this loud squeaking sound coming from our kitchen, and my cat was going crazy. I looked all over the place - on top of the refrigerator, behind the flour canister, by the potato bin, etc. and I couldn't figure out what it was. I started to think there was maybe a mouse in the ceiling or something when I turned around and saw something move on the edge of the ironing board. It was a giant cricket! This thing was at least an inch long and it was waving its antennae at me. I am not afraid of bugs, normally, but that thing was gross! I wanted to kill it, but my sister grabbed the ironing board and took it outside. She knocked the cricket off the ironing board with a leaf. Ewww!
Tomorrow, I plan on hitting the secretary of state - to renew my license plate - last year I forgot until after my birthday and had to pay that late fee. I don't want to shell out any more money than I have to.
There was an Ice Cream Social/Magic Show at 6:00pm tonight. I planned on staying Partially because some parents had said they hoped to see me there and partially to be a kiss-ass - to save my job - I was late one day last week and I was told before that if I was late again I'd have to be fired. So, I've made myself indispensable lately - volunteering for dirty jobs (like walking the halls with puking kids), working my butt off (moving furniture in and out of classrooms - for floor waxing), and scooping ice cream.
I got off work at 5:45, and went to my car to make a run to Arby's. My car wouldn't start, one of my co-workers was taking out trash and offered to give me a jump. We must not have done it correctly because it wouldn't start. Luckily, her husband was bringing their kids to the Ice Cream Social thing, she said 'he's really good at car things'. I ended up eating left-over fried chicken. I scooped probably 2.5 gallons of ice cream, refilled the spoon container and cleaned up (and tore down) after the magic show (the magician was extra cheesy, mostly sleight-of-hand stuff with foam balls and scarves. He had that dumb 'fill-in the coloring book pages' thing, and a puppet rabbit-in-a-hat, his assistant pretty much stood next to a boombox and hit the skip button. He was wearing khaki shorts, a white t-shirt and a top hat, and he had a mullet. His finale was not impressive, the rabbit puppet 'made' a wand disappear (by stuffing it back in the hat) and pulled a 'longer' wand out of the hat. That was it.
So, about ten minutes ago, there was this loud squeaking sound coming from our kitchen, and my cat was going crazy. I looked all over the place - on top of the refrigerator, behind the flour canister, by the potato bin, etc. and I couldn't figure out what it was. I started to think there was maybe a mouse in the ceiling or something when I turned around and saw something move on the edge of the ironing board. It was a giant cricket! This thing was at least an inch long and it was waving its antennae at me. I am not afraid of bugs, normally, but that thing was gross! I wanted to kill it, but my sister grabbed the ironing board and took it outside. She knocked the cricket off the ironing board with a leaf. Ewww!
Tomorrow, I plan on hitting the secretary of state - to renew my license plate - last year I forgot until after my birthday and had to pay that late fee. I don't want to shell out any more money than I have to.