Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I feel like poop...

I was poetic today.

At 6am. I was in the shower, trying to get warm because the MR had THE AIR CONDITIONER on last night!

I was also breathing in the steam and hoping it would clear my head....of the sicky kind of stuff- not the images of me doing something mean to him for making me freeze last night..

So anyway, remember this pic? It was part of my 12 on the 12th March post:
My classroom door is a little to the right of the large tree. It's placement will be significant in a moment.

So- I started singing-in my head- {remember, I am in the shower}.....OK ok, it WAS out loud- but the MR was gone and the Littles are asleep so no one can hear me...

And I start making up this song about how I HATE, LOATHE, DESPISE Bradford Pear Trees!

I actually put on my robe, ran to the front, and wrote this down:

Oh, Bradford Pear
Oh, Bradford Pear
You stand with such beauty
before our school.
When the buses arrive

 at 7:45,
Your "fluffiness" looks so cool.

The wind will catch
your blooms just right
And make it look as if it's snowing.
We all watch with a childish gaze,
Our eyes glassy and glowing.

And then your scent comes through my vent
and fills my room with "Spring"
(Watery eyes and itchy noses are some other things it brings.)

My throat is scratchy.
My voice is cracky.
And I'm tired of rubbing my eyes.
My nose is raw.
My skin I claw.
(And it's not making me very nice).

So Bradford Pear
Oh, Bradford Pear
Just let the wind carry your blooms far away.
I've already had too much going on this year,
And I can't take  another sick  day.



So I typed it, and then sent it to my Schoolio-s----because we ALL carry great disdain for this tree that brings so much trouble!

Needless to say,  {pun intended} 
I lost my voice today....gained it back....lost it again....
and now I feel like I have a grapefruit stuck in the back of my throat {that would probably kill me, right?}

Ok, so it is more like a grape...but grapes ARE fruit....you get the idea!

There is some sadness in my day.
My second favorite pair of WMDs have been banished to the porch! They aren't even allowed inside anymore.....don't they look sad out there in the cold?
What if someone steals them? What if the wind blows them away? What if a creature carries them off?
Who am I kidding.....they are like ADT out there....they are keeping folks at a distance!

I have embarked on a throw-out-the-crap-that-is-in-your-filing-cabinet endeavor. I am super excited about my solution to all the files.... I will post about that tomorrow..... too much to explain now- my sinus meds are kicking in:)

I am trying to get a good pic  of me to post.....so I was "schmoozing" for the camera....by myself...in my classroom the other day.
My oldest son was R.E.A.D.Y. to go home. I told him to wait until I got a good one....
He stomped off and told his brother that "we are never leaving!".....Can you feel the love?

And last
but DEFINITELY NOT least- my pal Staci {no, I have not begun talking about myself in third person....the Staci thinks that's weird}
anyhoo
Staci has some awesome  stuff that is DYING TO be given away! BUT she won't do it until she reaches 100!
She is 6 away!!!!! So quit reading this!
Go here:


YOUR NAME

and follow her!


And I am not just saying this because I want to win, I can't win....she has asked me to participate!!!!
So go....


now...


You'll be glad you did!
(and I only put poop in the title because the word makes me crack up and I love that I have a label for it in the sidebar!!!!!!)

11 comments:

  1. girl I think your meds have already kicked in but your tree poem/song is hysterical and I am glad to know I am not the only one that takes 742 pictures of myself hoping that I will find a good one while my kids stomp their feet in disapproval. Good times. Hope your sleep helps your allergies!!!!

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  2. Your song is fantastic! Much better than the freebie song I just posted. We have a plum tree at home that has an overpowering scent that sickens me while it is blooming. Glad it doesn't waft in my classroom through a vent like yours. Those WMD do look sad but I'm glad they are keeping your family safe from all the evils of the world. And don't get me started on the kids after school asking when we are leaving. Can't wait to see the picture. BTW, I missed what ended up being in the box for your birthday.

    2B Honey Bunch
    The Best Endings

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    1. The evils of the world better "bring it" if they dare to come on the porch:)

      I got a Miche purse with 3 shells for it....they are really neat! A Squirrel Nutcracker named Davy Crackit, and a recipe book....the are pics on the RIP BOX post:)

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  3. LOL! You are hysterical. I loved your comment about stop making appointments. Oh if only I could! I used to use post its but when my middle got sick the posts were getting to tall. I had to relocate them all but get this... I have stickies stuck to my ipad. It happens when I forget the ipad so I just write it down and stick it in the case when I get home. Drives hubby nuts!

    My boys would recommend a drive by chain-sawing to resolve the tree issue. Oh and they refuse to be around when I take photos. They claim it is worth even trying!

    Misty
    Think, Wonder, & Teach

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    1. My boys- 8 and almost 11- affectionately call me "Oldilocks"

      I am only 39!!!!

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  4. You are so funny! I can always count on a good laugh when I read your posts!

    I hope the Bradford Pear blossoms blow in the opposite direction for you today!
    -Megan

    First Grade Magic

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  5. Yes, my sense of humor is really adolescent, but I love the word poop, too. I'm going to have to find a way to work it into a blog title. I checked out Let's Teach Something and pulled a really good idea right away!

    Bummer about those trees and allergies. Does it let up after awhile?
    ~Heather
    www.peacocksandpenguins.blogspot.com

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  6. You are hilarious! I understand the pollen thing. We have cedar trees in Texas and they make me so miserable! I itch, my face turns all red, I can't breathe, I lose my voice....YUCK! Loved the title of this post!
    Rowdy in First Grade

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  7. awesome post!!!

    just found your blog through the linky and now I am a new follower

    I would love for you to join be in all the fun and follow my blog too!-Ms. Patterson


    Pocket Full of Kinders

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  8. I LOVE THAT WORD! I laughed for like five minutes straight when I read your comment......I REFUSE TO GROW UP!!!

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