our house.
Miami.
Day 1 was the bunny hill. Day 5 was the black diamond.
Okay - I'm exhaused now.
Yesterday I went to Target. Really, I had no business being out in public shopping. The frontal lobe of my brain feels like mush. I mix up words all the time. Yes and no. Up and down. Positive and Negative. Add and subtract. Imagine how stressful it is for the kids. Anyways back to MY story. I put an ironing board in my cart. And you know those are HUGE. Well I absent mindedly decided i HAD TO GO CHECK out the C9 atheletic section. I walked my cart over to that side of the store. Since it was so bulky I left it in the aisle. Everything was completely normal. Then I hurriedly decided it was time to go to the kitchenware section back on the other side of the store. I got my cart, and went. I was picking up a cutting board when I realized I had the wrong cart. I pushed/ran back to the other side of the store pretty quickly. HOW STUPID. How could I not realize that the cart I had was holding socks, and not a big ass ironing board.
I'm an idiot. I think my job is getting to me.
On the other hand I get to stay funny things all the time. Some of the ones I like are:
*MacKenzie, your conversation right now is leading me to beleive that you aren't doing the right thing." (<-- my favorite)
"Samantha, your behavior is not very becoming of you." (This silenced the whole class today)
"Angelique, this is high school not the fifth grade. We don't hit here."
"I don't enable you to be lazy by providing prewritten notes."