This is one of those weeks that I just want to be done with. The kids are needy and naughty this week. Gross. It makes me tired. Also, I've been having abdominal pain throughout the day both today and yesterday, and I could hardly walk into the building today. It's a hard thing to explain to people, so it just made life awkward again.
Last night I helped out one of my co-workers and went with her to a Mary Kay meeting. She just recently became a consultant, and I've always wanted to use Mary Kay, I just have never had a consultant...or a steady income. They gave me a make-over and it was fun. Also, a few people from the credit union were there, so it was nice to see them again. But I'm reminded every day how much I like my new job.
Let's see...what has happened to me in the last few weeks? I don't even remember...I'm just tired right now. This abdominal thing is exhausting; I took a two hour nap today. It did make me feel a lot better---I went for a nice long run afterward, and that was nice.

Crap. There's only a few weeks left until Miami and I'm very fearful of wearing a swimsuit.

wha..?

Tell me this: how did Vin Diesel become famous? He's relatively unattractive and not a great actor and he kind of looks like Sphynx cat. Yeah I get the whole thing about him being ripped and everything. I get that: he has muscles. So do attractive men. Maybe he's just too fast and too furious for me.

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I'm kind of stunned that my last blog had so many spelling and grammar errors. SO WEIRD. I'm usually pretty reliable when it comes to that kind of thing.

I think I'm going to start teaching art tomorrow. Not just coloring book projects or making posters with Sharpies. Art. Art history. Technique. YES. I've compiled a number of images...ok, a TON of images to start talking about art history. I'm so excited. I feel like when I'm in the class, I need to be doing something instructive.

I don't take crap from these kids. I want them to be excited, but if they can't handle themselves during class, I'll have them stay after and go over the material again. Yeah, that's right: I'm a hard-ass.

I need some sleep. 6:45 is really early, especially when I haven't had to be anywhere at any particular time in the last two months. My body likes to stay up late, but after work I just crash. I need to reset my internal schedule.

WOoooooooooo I got a paycheck last Saturday. Hadn't had one of those in a while.

I think that's all.

so long, cable

Our cable went out on Wednesday afternoon. It's ok; we've been meaning to upgrade, since we were paying for the wrong thing for almost a year. It's just very boring, since I had a schedule down: Cold Case Files on A&E pretty much all day. I guess it's ok since I know now that I can stream MPR The Current radio station, and I can also find it on the radio on a good day. So now I can finally get back into music...after 5 years of ignoring anything new. Plus, it has a nice blend of old and new, so I won't have to be shocked into a new music scene. I realize that I had been looking forward to living in Minnesota in order to take advantage of Minnesota Public Radio for a long time, and I never did, until yesterday. One of my college friends actually volunteers at the Current right now, so that's something fun to think about.
Yesterday I went to Rochester for no particular reason. Since we've got an anniversary on Easter this year, I have no idea what Jacob and I are going to do as far a celebrate. So I bought him some cologne as a gift and just gave it to him yesterday. I wanted to get him cologne for a long time, since he really doesn't wear any and I prefer it when men where cologne, as smell is your strongest sense when it comes to memory. Wouldn't you want to be remembered as smelling good? Anyway, it's Dolce and Gabana Light Blue----I chose it because it smells like sophistication (and not farts). Jacob likes it because Light Blue is the color of Blanket. So we all win.
I'm going through another phase of pure Jacob infatuation. This happens every so often. It must be spring or something. I suppose that happens in long relationships. We tend to get along pretty well, consider I'm messy and he's neat, and it varies how much, I suppose. Sometimes we meerly tolerate each other; sometimes we're inseperable. Last night, he tried to put boogers in my hair, which he thought was funny, but it made me cry, because I really don't like boogers. Most of the time, we just enjoy each other's company. Geez, I'm getting obnoxious. But I do like that boy. It really must be the weather that's making me so naseatingly cutesy.

I am so heat/light/color sensitive that it astounds me. So many of my daily decisions are based on how cold I am, what the lighting situation is, and what colors I fancy at that particular moment. CRAZY.