Blame Anna

Something.
Something else.
Something else entirely.
Something related to the previous something, elaborating on that something.
Something loosely related via train-of-thought to the previous something.
Something about a four-legged being.
Something else about a four-legged being.
Something sports related.
Something about bodily functions.
Something made up based on stereotypes of people from a certain geographical location.

Anna here.

So, as it turns out, for a number of really icky reasons, the subbing stuff completely fell apart leaving one very, very sad Anna. I was actually really getting to like those guys. But such is life. I had two great weeks with them, anyway. :)

Seeing as how the subbing thing doesn't appear to be working out, I think I'm going to write children's stories. The first one is about the terrifying things they do to you at the dentist when the doors are closed and your mommy can't come in and save you. All the art will be drawn by my left hand. Just kidding.

Heavy Metal

Bobbie asked for $30 in quarters yesterday.
Daisy had diarrhea for several days last week. She's pooping normal now though.
I have internet in the office now. That's nice.
Anna substituted for two weeks at the middle school. Her last day was yesterday.
I helped her come up with a unit on the history of metal for one of her classes. The last day of the unit was today, meaning the substitute that started today had to play several music videos of varying metal bands to the class in order to illustrate the different sub-genres of modern metal. The thought of this classically trained sub presenting death, thrash, and metalcore to a bunch of middle schoolers makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
Coming up with a unit on metal with Anna made me both happy and sad. I was happy that we were corrupting these kids, but I realized as we did it just how much we were having to skip over. Metal should at the very least be an entire semester course, not a week long unit of study.
Troy Tulowitzki homered again tonight. It would seem that he is finally coming around.
A lady who applied for an apartment a few months ago but was rejected because she told me she was 58 (you have to be 62), came back in today. Now she is telling me that she is really 62, and she was just lying to me before because she thought you had to be under 62 to live here. She told me she lost her drivers license so she couldn't prove her age. I let her fill out an application, but I told her that she would need to bring me a drivers license to be able to get the apartment. I even explained that all her information would have to be verified. She didn't seem phased.
Alice came by yesterday to tell me that her garbage disposal wasn't working. I messed with it and got it to start, but it made a horrible noise. So I stopped it and got a flashlight to look inside. There's a penny stuck in it. I'm going to have to take the whole thing apart to get the penny out.
Someone from church gave Anna's parents some liver. Anna's mom won't touch the stuff, so I fixed it tonight for her father. I'd never cooked liver before (I'd never actually tasted it before), but I guess it turned out edible. I wasn't bothered by the taste, but it just seemed really mealy.
Anna's sister graduated from college this month. We had a graduation party at her parent's house. I grilled burgers. Sarah thinks she is a vegetarian so I grilled bean patties for her.
Noah was baptized after church on Sunday. I hope he really understood it.
Bobbie came by the other day hopping mad. Someone had given her a Canadian quarter. She tried to use it to do laundry, but the machine wouldn't accept it. Naturally, this led Bobbie to conclude that everything that ever went wrong with the washers was due to Canadian quarters.
People who read this blog: Perverts
There are still people coming to this blog because of the GGW in NV. I feel weird about this.

Anna.

Hoffer is a beast at blogging. I, on the other hand, am not. I am, however, a beast at being tall, so you can still feel free to be jealous.

JANA- I like your pictures on your blog. Lots. That is all.

So I took what I thought was going to be a 2 week position at a middle school where I've been filling in for a friend who is on maternity leave. As it turns out, I'll be staying until the end of school which is pretty cool. I'll be getting teacher's pay for 1 1/2 weeks which is significantly better than substitute pay. Looks like the Explorer will be able to get completely fixed now.

Subbing at the middle school is pretty tough, actually. There's so much drama. Sooo many girls crying who want to sit in the office to cool off. There are 3 girls in the building who are pregnant. Two are 7th graders and one is an 8th grader. It's very different from the elementary schools I've been subbing at, but it can be a lot of fun, too. They started naming random objects in the room. The wall is Wallace, the floor is Floorace, the door is Doorace, etc. They named me "Lois" because I'm low. Ha. So I started giving them old people names. I hope I don't die in the next 2 1/2 weeks.

I also found out I may be babysitting for my favorite 5 year old all summer. I won't know for sure for awhile, but I hope this works out. He's gonna wear me out, but I think we'll have tons of fun. I plan on going on tons of fun trips with my little pal, Cade. He says things like, "Anna, I believe I should go hunt an elephant," and "I'm a real cowboy!" Awesome.

Well, I really should start grading more tests so I don't have a freakout Monday morning when I don't have them to pass out. No wonder my friend (and their teacher) gave them so many free points. All of them would fail with the exception of 2 or 3 people. Someone got a 5%. That's with them having the study guide knowing that it contains the test questions. Oh well.

Hope the weekend is treating you all amazingly.

Mother's Day

I made a breakfast for the residents yesterday. I made pancakes, bacon, and a fruit salad. Someone complained that there wasn't any sausage. They can bite me.
Bobbie is craaaazy.
I'm getting internet in the office. The modem should arrive tomorrow.
The kids sang a song this morning for the mothers. The mothers cried. The kids gave the mothers "roses" composed of Hershey Kisses, cellophane, and wire. The mothers cried. Anna and I handmade the "roses." We cried.
We ate dinner with Anna's parents. Then we tried to go see Anna's grandmother, but she wasn't home. That made it the best Mother's Day that Anna and her mom ever had.
People at church keep telling us we need to have kids. People aren't even asking anymore. They are just telling. Some are even telling us they are praying for it.
Anna will be substituting for a maternity leave for the next two weeks. The school apparently didn't know this until a half hour ago. Anna had to tell them.
Chief is sitting on the floor watching me, but his body is facing the other way. That just seems uncomfortable.
How can the Rockies let Jimenez get his first loss in a game where he gave up only one run on two hits in seven innings?
Anna's grandmother Carol (the final wife of Anna's maternal grandfather) came up from Tennessee yesterday. Anna's mother, aunt, cousin, and I all had lunch with her at Texas Roadhouse. I ate a country fried steak.
I still need to call my mother and wish her a happy greeting card holiday.

Never Again

I will never post again, or maybe I will.
Some of the kids at church made us a card and had the other kids sign it. It was nice.
I grilled chicken thighs tonight. Half of them I seasoned Mexican style and the other half I marinated in teriyaki sauce and basted in a sweet chili sauce while they grilled.
It has been raining quite a bit.
Our rose bush is in bloom. It has at least four full blooms at the moment and another fifteen or so coming.
The Rockies are somewhat of a mess right now.
I never did comment on the Broncos' draft, did I? Well this is my comment. Time will tell about Tebow. My problem with the pick is the timing. Everyone in the universe, except apparently Josh McDaniels, thought that Clausen and McCoy were better prospects than Tebow. So why on earth was it necessary to trade back into the first round to select him? And forget the fact that we can look back and see how far Clausen and McCoy dropped. If Tebow really had to be McDaniels' pick then all he had to do was wait until at least Clausen was drafted before he needed to be nervous about another team taking Tebow. AND WHY IN THE WORLD DID WE TRADE FOR BRADY QUINN?
As far as the rest of the draft goes, did McDaniels watch his team play last year? If so, why did it take him something like five picks before he selected a defensive player?
For the first time since we moved into this apartment, I am washing our dishes in the Community Room's dishwasher. It just seemed a waste that it never got used.
Anna is preparing the children for Mothers' Day by teaching them a song to sing on Sunday morning. She also had them plant some flowers a couple weeks ago, and today, they painted flower pots that they will transplant their flowers into for Sunday as well.
Chief Moses Puddington Chestertonfieldville won't leave me alone (I've decided that I should always refer to him by his full name because to not do so would be an injustice to his awesomeness).
I shaved my beard. Anna thinks I look like my dad now.
Speaking of my father, he managed to get another turkey a couple weeks ago. He's thinking about going back out and trying to get a second one before the season ends. I'd like to shoot one myself, and I know exactly where to find them. Unfortunately, I can't get permission on either piece of property.
I think I shall go have some chocolate milk.
People who read this blog: a bunch of perverts
I'm pretty sure that at least ten different people have found this blog by googling the GGW incident. Most visitors have been from NV, but there have been others from various parts of Indiana. They probably aren't really perverts. I'm guessing most of them are curious to figure out if anyone they know ended up on the bus. Or maybe they are just verifying that it actually happened. In same ways, the GGW bus going to NV is like AOL naming Columbus one of the ten must see places in the U.S. It's all just mind-boggling.