Golly!

When was the last time I posted on this thing?  Seems like the kind of question that can be answered by looking slightly to the right on the side bar, but ain't no body got time for that.  Anywhose, quite a bit has happened since then; including but not limited to the following: I got a job, the United States remembered the 71st anniversary of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, a tourist t-boned me, Taco Bell introduced the Doritos Taco Loco (I imagine 15 year olds, and people who smoke a lot of marijuana love those things), and very recently McDonalds brought back the McRib.  

Did I say job?  Yes I did.  I have real life job!  I teach 5th grade at a Catholic school.  And let me just tell you, it is awesome!!!! I've never been more confident that I am exactly where I'm supposed to be, doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing.  At first I was just waiting for someone to discover I was a fake, who had no idea what they're doing.  But shoots I've got a Master's Degree in this thing, and I'm like 85% sure my student will be ready for 6th grade by the end of the year.  Speaking of my students, there are 25 little angels, and they only very rarely become demonically possessed (jk, jk, jk, but every now and again they get a little something in 'um).  I absolutely LOVE their unique/quirky personalities, and I am so honored to be able to join them, for this short time, on their educational journey.  I just know each and every one of them is going to impact the world in amazing ways (I know it's hard to tell when I'm being sarcastic, but I assure you I am NOT being sarcastic right now).  

Please don't get me wrong, there are times when I want to work something out with their parents, so I can sell them on Ebay.  And I've thought/said things I never thought I'd think/say.  If certain students could read my expression during Mass they would know I was thinking "Our Lord and Savior was crucified under Pontius Pilate, suffered died and was buried, for our sins, and I KNOW it's not asking too much for you to kneel quietly during the consecration".  However, they can't usually read my expression.  So if I happen to catch their eye, rather than changing their behavior, they use the opportunity to asking me burning questions: "Ms. Sandbo, how big do iguanas get?"  "Ms. Sandbo, how long do you think it would take me to put my foot on every single surface in this church?" "Ms. Sandbo, what does water taste like to you?".  Then I remember that they're usually sweet and weird, and I can sort of excuse their naughty behavior. 

I'm just so thankful for everything about my job...EXCEPT.... it starts so dern early.  School starts at 7:45, but I just have no idea what I'm doing from day to day, so I have to get there quite a bit before that.  This makes for some long days, and one exhausted woman in the morning.  The kind of exhausted where, as soon as you shut the front door you can't remember if you brushed your teeth, and by the time you're in your car you can't remember if you washed the shampoo out or your hair.  And when you get home in the evening, and finally get a chance to use the restroom, you realize you have on two pairs of underpants.  But any day you keep your underpants UNDER your pants, is a win, am I right ladies?  I know I'm probably not as tired as say, a mother (shout out to my under 4 month old readers, Baby Bean, Annabelle, and their moms), so I don't want to talk too much about that. 

With that, I guess I should go fold some laundry and grade some spelling tests.  Or, I'll just wait to have the kids correct their own spelling tests.  Yeah, I think I'll do that.

Love and kisses,

Ms. Sandbo