A Rant About... Facebook

To whom it may concern:

www.facebook.com

1. No, I won't join your group about you losing weight when I don't really even know you. Nor do I care to read about it in every stinkin' status you post to the point that I hide you from my feed. I don't care about how much you ran, downward dogged, swam, or biked. Got it? Awesome.
2. I don't care about how much you miss your Brocky or Pumpkin, etc. I'm sure your man loves how demasculate him in your status. Oh, I'm also sure he loves your clingy status.
3. That's great you have a new tat but really? Tinkerbell? On your shoulder blade? Let's think outside the cliche' box, shall we?
4. Make up your mind about your relationship status. You either are together or you aren't. To me, there's no such thing as "it's complicated."
5. Statuses every 5 minutes? Really? Even Twitter considers that annoying.
6. Don't complain about your missing dog when you're on Facebook all the time. Clearly you don't miss the poor thing that much if you aren't out searching your tail off for your "best friend."
7. If no one comments or likes your status, it clearly is not that "cool or neat."
8. Don't give long winded, complicated statuses either! 
9. How can you possibly be a fan of 104 different pages?! GOOD GRIEF, CHARLIE BROWN!
10. No one is interested in your drunk pictures- especially with a keg. I mean really, we're NOT in high school anymore.
11. Finally, little children... aka 15 year olds I do not know at all... don't add me as a friend. We might have gone to the same high school, but I still don't have a clue who you are!

The Dixon Ticonderoga

This is a completely random post but as I was about to start doing homework with my Dixon Ticonderoga, courtesy of my boss, I had a flashback to a presentation we had in training at work.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Dixon Ticonderoga.

See this isn't just any pencil... it's the perfect blend of graphite and clay... Now I could go on, but only Redbull can do it the right way. She's only slightly obsessed with these pencils. When she taught, she'd lend these to her students. Lended... and in borrow. Thanks to her, I now know the real reason it's used on standardized tests, the ACT, and the SAT. I also have sort become attached to it. It does have the perfect eraser.

And no, I'm not sucking up. And no, I do not know the point to me blogging about the Ticonderoga.

Just a few suggestions on what NOT to say to a teacher...

1. Your job is so family friendly- it's a great job for a mom. 
2. You must have it easy breezy.
3. Your degree is so simple to get!
4. You're off at 3pm. I wish I had it that way at my job.
5. You don't take your job with you wherever you go.
6. Who the heck are you to judge my parenting?
7. Why aren't you babying my baby?
8. Why did you give them an F?
9. My child would never hurt a thing...
10. You don't get paid a lot do you?

Now. I've heard all these quotes and then some... and I want to put my reaction to each line but I resisted... y'all can do that yourself :)

i am alive! i am! i am!

I've been absent for about 11 days... I have been exhausted every single day. I completed my intense training on Tuesday to my uttermost depression. I was so so so so sad. But-

I came away with an award for having the "Right Stuff", an award we give to a certain member of teams for having what it takes to be an astronaut (based on the book and movie.) It's pretty much the TOP award given. I was really shocked. I thought someone else was getting the award until my boss said, "she's the perfect blend of elementary teacher and rock star." I went blank. Honestly blank. And then I had to give a speech when I was on the stage. Yikes.

I loved my team, I love love love love my job. I love that I'll also be training for Aviation Challenge and Day Camp. I love that tomorrow I get to go in and help design shirts for this summer. I love it all.

And now, I'll leave you with some awesome pictures :)