Friendship

For all my friends...

A friend is someone we turn to,
When our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure,
For true friendship is a gift.

A friend is someone we laugh with,
Over little personal things.
A friend is someone we're serious with,
In facing whatever life brings.

A friend is someone who fills our lives,
With beauty and joy and grace.
And makes the world that we live in
A better and happier place!

Teaching 101

The funny thing about being a substitute teacher in Texas is that you don't really need any qualifications beyond a high school diploma to be successful. Your chosen school district sits you down for an orientation and then puts you in a classroom without another thought. You basically are meant to be a babysitter for a group of children and attempt to follow the teacher's lesson plan, even if had been 20 years since your last science class.

I have been a substitute teacher for a few months now, and today was the first time I was actually afraid of starting my day in the classroom. You see, today I was the teacher for my son's Kindergarten class. I've been the homeroom parent all year, and I'm very familiar to all the kids in the class. The kids know me for my cupcakes for each child's birthday. They know me at every field trip and special event. Today they got to know me as their teacher. I don't think they were at all happy about it.

The morning started off okay, but as the morning wore on, I began to notice the more rambunctious side of the children coming out. So I began to stress the importance of keeping to our learning and not to be talking to our classmates. As I began to use more control over the class, the kids began to realize that I was not going to be the "fun mom" they have all come to know. Even my own son was calling me "Mrs. White" all day.

The day was successful and everyone had fun, although a few of the kids came up to me before the end of my day and said they like me, but they want me to stay the "cupcake mom" more.

My little one wouldn't let me kiss him until we were at home because he didn't want to kiss the teacher at school.

Good boy. Remember that one for next time.

What a day!

For the giggles...

MEN ARE LIKE...

Men are like ... newborn babies

They're cute at first, but you get tired of picking up their crap.

Men are like ... coffee

The best ones are rich, hot, and can keep you up all night.

Men are like ... computers.

Hard to figure out and never enough memory.

Men are like ... coolers.

Load them with beer and you can take them anywhere.

Men are like ... chocolate bars.

Sweet, smooth and they usually head right for your hips.

Men are like ... power tools

They make a lot of noise, but it's hard to get them to work.

Men are like ... remote controls

Simple. Easy to use. And usually lying around a TV.

Men are like ... shag carpets.

Soft, fuzzy and extremely easy to walk on.

Men are like ... vacuum cleaners

They're not much fun, but at least you get to push them around.

Men are like ... road kill

They usually just lie around until they start to smell.

Men are like ... soap operas

They're fun to watch, but don't believe everything you hear.

Men are like ... pillows

Eventually, even the best ones get soft and lumpy.

Men are like ... old car tires

Balding, full of hot air, and it never hurts to have a spare.

Men are like ... plastic wrap

Cheap. Clingy. and very easy to see through.

Men are like ... department stores

Their clothes should always be half off.

Men are like ... horoscopes.

They always tell you what to do and are usually wrong.

Men are like ... plungers.

They spend most of their lives in a hardware store or the bathroom.

...and yet we still love them!