Oh, I forgot

Today, I realized I forgot more than just my usernames to school things over the summer. This blog is a list of the things I've forgotten:

• that the main office at a school is a place I'm drawn to and repelled by, all at the same time
• the way the custodians can rip apart my classroom in an effort to vacuum
• how heavy a kidney shaped table is and how hard it is to unflip it after the afore mentioned vacuuming lands it on another table - legs up
• how to think about something and drive on a freeway without swerving
• how to extract myself from conversations with cranky teachers
• the art of making a classroom look different than the year before
• how to feel a sense of excitement for the beginning of the school year.

I have exactly six days to remember.

Amazing Job

Now, I just have to figure out how to get around our firewalls at school to play this youtube video for my class!

Don't squeeze my pillow!

After some seriously wonderful beds at the lovely Canadian hotels during our 'moon, I became deeply unsatisfied with my flimsy, pancake of a pillow. When I told Dave that I was going to get some new pillows, he jumped on that train. Today's errand extravaganza brought pillows into my path...fluffy, hypoallergenic goodness. But, that's not the blog.

While waiting in line with a cart full of pillows, I realized that the lady standing behind me was on some sort of adrenaline high from shopping. She was talking about a deal she was going to get on a purse she was going to repurpose as a grocery bag, encouraging another woman to buy a robe that did not fit lady #2, and attempted to engaged me in shopping small talk. I thought that I gave her an answer that was both polite and sending the message that I was uninterested in continuing with the conversation. But, it was not over. After I turned around, she went on a sneak attack...she invaded my bubble and squeezed my pillow. She actually squeezed it-leaned over, put her grubby mitts on my pillow and then honked it. I felt as if some stranger came into my home and started going through my bedroom.

Maybe I should not be so indignant about someone touching something that was not technically mine. But, they were in "my" cart. They were on the way to being mine in a matter of moments.

Thankfully they were in a protective zipper case and I'm going to try to let the honking go and try to enjoy the fluffy goodness.

8 days left

Today, my day was filled with checks, checks, checks. First, I had my daily checkin with my sisters, which I am totally loving. A wedding is such a great excuse to video chat everyday! Then, I made a pilgrimage to the shops-Michael's, Nordstrom Rack, Whole Foods, Yolk, and the Mac Store. I needed to finish buying my fancy wedding makeup and was helped by a very nice makeup artist. Within the first few seconds of our conversation, he gave me a ton of tips (rub this face stuff everywhere for a wee bit of glow, use this stuff on your forehead and around your eyes and lips because it has silicon and smooth out your fine lines. In awe of his obvious knoweldge, I ended up flashing the nice make-up artist while discussing my décolletage - but he told me he'd seen everything, so it was okay.

Then I got to pick up my wedding gown.

Ahhhhhh.

Invigorated by all of the checks on my list, I came home and took care of projects. Some of the things that have been hanging on as incomplete projects were done. Stickers taken off. Ribbons tied. Glued things that needed gluing. Lavender partitioned out (somewhat). Paper folded. Now, I just have a few things left to do. Luckily, Dave will be home from now until the wedding to help finish things up.

I cannot believe that it is almost here. 8 Days! 8 Days!

Julie and Julia

Last night, I went to see an advance screening of Julie and Julia last night. Annie captured it well when she said the movie was delightful. It made me laugh out loud, reaffirmed my love of Meryl Streep, gave me inspiration to use my le Creuset pot I got as a wonderful wedding gift, wondered if I would ever really follow a recipe, caused a surge of pride that a blogger made it big, and made me think that I should purchase pearls for daily use.

Now, I have a list of things to do that involves finding lavender, a pocket square, and picking up my wedding dress (!). I'm approaching the day slowly and wondering if I should attempt to make the perfect egg for breakfast.

12 days to go

I'm 12 days away from our wedding. Twelve! Yesterday, I had the freak-out I had been expecting for some time. It all started with the shoes - I am having an issue finding something that works with the dress and have found out that short healed strapy sandals no longer exist. I know because I've looked at every shoe in many, many malls. (I now have three options and hope one will work.) I showed questionable logic by throwing coffee and pizza on my shoe fire, which caused a full on moment. Luckily, today was my scheduled pre-wedding facial. An hour of having my face smooshed and moisturized has allowed me to attempt wedding programs and hopefully my last dress fitting!

Media Saturation

I spent way to much time online yesterday. I can tell because my dreams were infiltrated by things I read. But, maybe, I was just hungry. You see, I had a whole dream that took place in Mozza 2Go (a place that got a lot of press because it opened yesterday). In my dream, I was at some great counter choosing sausage and pepper sandwiches for Dave and myself. My mom and my sister drifted through to discuss the stock. It was my idea of a great dream.

In my non-dream life, I have never been to any of the Mozzas (Osteria or Pizza). Perhaps I should go because now I am having a hankering for pizza and pasta...maybe some olives. Yum.

Always be prepared

Trolling around the interweb for wedding items, I stumbled upon a little something called shelf reliance. Both brilliant (thinking of my friend Amilia's winter from hell where the roof of the only grocery store within a 2 hour drive from her home collapsed under the snow) and paranoid (I'm shocked it does not come with a riffle to use for protection from bandits). There is a part of me is so intrigued by the idea of 12 Cans of Whole Eggs (236 servings per can). That's a lot of eggs.

T minus 20

My countdown clock reads "20 days until our wedding." My to-do list has been transformed into sticky notes, which are now displayed as a calender on my whiteboard, and Annie T. has been visiting daily to help me with my long list of craft projects. There are many things left to do...but, it is possible that they are all going to get done! Who would have thought....

29 days to go!

I am 29 days away from the wedding and I am currently watching paint dry. Well, not paint exactly...ink. I am deep in crafty mode for the wedding. As usual, my abilities do not quite measure up to my intentions. My previous attempts to craft it up this week ended in a minor massacre of little tiny envelopes. Now I will attempt to cut paper perfectly, mount it on other paper, adhere it, stamp it up, mount some more paper and be done with this project. Be it what it may.

33 days away

I am 33 days away from being married. This is something that, for many years, I never thought would happen and now is something I cannot imagine not happening. Oh my, oh my, oh my.

Because summer has begun, I have time to think, complete one of the millions of crafts I have planned for the weddings, and get prepared for my new life.

Good morning, Cicely

I was poking around the internet for readings for our wedding when I stumbled upon this gem. Oh the wisdom of Chris Stevens. But, I think we'll probably go with something more sentimental. 

Ahhhh

• Wedding countdown 62 days to go!
• We have finally picked our wedding rings. It proved to be a very emotional item to check off the list. I was overwhelmed (in such a good way) for most of yesterday. 
• Our honeymoon is set for a Canadian adventure. I'm psyched for ziplines, glacier tours, and a reintroduction to sushi. 
• Dave is currently entertaining me with Johnny Cash singing in German. So good. 
• My students are doing an amazing job in their reading groups. May is always the most amazing month in the classroom. 
• My mom is coming for a visit once school is out! Poor lady will be put to work on wedding things the entire time she's here. 
• I saw the new Star Trek and my geek meter went to high. It was so good. 
• We may have to have an official wine tasting in casa de our house to pick some wedding wines. Any takers? 

Numbers

You know how I love a numbers post (a slightly surprising fact, since I typically am stymied by numbers in my non-blog life). Well, here is another one.

Get it, one.

*73 days till the wedding. 

*22 and 2 1/2 days left of the school year (technically that's 23...but, 1/2 days are their own specific beasts)

*16 IEP meetings, 1 credential meeting and 2 trainings to chair/have/give in those 22 and 2 1/2 days. 

*200 paper straws that were a very pleasing impulse buy for the afternoon

*4 phone calls made today to a major chain unmentionables store in order to find out if they have the support I need for the wedding dress 

*0 unmentionables procured today, despite 1 store visited 

*6 or 7 (I've lost count) unmentionables returned in what has become a test of my patience

*3 things I should be doing rather than blogging

* 1/30 of a crafty project done for the wedding

I am so complainy lately. I think the numbers are getting the best of me. 

Saturday

Today, I had to make my own fun...which is not my strength. I started the day slowly, TV and coffee. I almost got sucked into the void, when I was forced out of the house in search of a fix to some technical difficulties. I made my way into the sunshine and managed to check things off the list. I returned a pile of undergutchies that did not work with my wedding dress, a shirt that I had purchased in a panic, and procured the tech fix from the apple store. Check, check, check. 

I made my way back home, read my sister's amazing paper for her moderation at Bard and did some cleaning. Then I had a brief adventure with Annie in Passadooner, walked around the Rose Bowl at dusk, and then saw the tiniest hummingbird by my flowers near the driveway when I came home. 

The whole day was filled with warm spring air and sun. It turned out to be a quite a nice Saturday.  

In Brief

Overview of things that may or may not be blog-worthy from recent times. 

• The cats are currently being tormented by the singing birds outside the living room window. I anticipate an increase in their attempts to break free of the confines of the home as a result. 
• For some reason, I am receiving a Family Circle or Woman's Day magazine on a daily basis. I feel as if Media is attempting to move me through the stages of life. Without subscription, I am being moved from the wedding stage to the stage that needs how-tos on easy weeknight meals and talking to teenagers. 
• Speaking of teenagers...my little sister just returned to NY after a week of SoCal living. We packed the week with visits to art schools, eating at In and Out, leaving the house without jackets and some other things that interrupted her texting. After a week of running around with her and attempting to provide for her needs, I am exhausted. 
• Wedding things are chugging along. I should be downing some coffee and beginning a big project. But, I cannot quite muster up the strength to do anything other than catch up on the Tudors and eat a snack. Maybe later....

111

In 111 days from today, I will be married! 

cough, cough

Last night, I logged another late night at elementary school. It was actually a very nice night - nicer than last week's parent teacher conference/difficult conversations/double booked by the other teachers/really late nights/nasty commutes home. This time, it was just open school night. We just finished our fancy biography projects (research a person from history, write a speech and paint a portrait). All of the portraits made the classroom look great. My students were all motivated and produced wonderful products. I'm very proud.

The only thing is that the open house might have pushed me over the edge. I think I now have walking pneumonia. 

Moments in teaching

Today I had a visit from a school psychologist who was in my classroom to observe a student. Of course, as with any visit into the classroom, there was an element of observing me as well. My students were not operating at their best. 

The lesson became a rapid fire rotation of my greatest hits. Some reminders about not taking away other people's chance to learn. Jokes about calling student A by student B's name because they were answering when I said "student B". Side conversations about where my eyes were pointed and reminders that if I'm not looking at you, I'm listening to someone else. 

There was even a moment when I felt my eyes get big - which many of my students know as my what are you thinking look. They were not exactly on fire. 

We finished up with some confusion about the start time for P.E. and then they fled the classroom in quite a flutter of movement for a small group of kids. 

The woman who was visiting seemed to think it was a great lesson. I set her straight and told her it was far from our best. The good thing about teaching is that I always have tomorrow! 

wedding craziness

I have had my first wedding melt down. It was silent and, luckily, swift. 

I realized that I was expecting my poor mother to communicate about a page and a half of single spaced information to 74 of my closest relatives. Most of the information had only been decided within the last few weeks - some of which she only heard about tucked into rambles about work/cats/wedding. It was a little bit of craziness. 

I feel as if I've been initiated into the fold.