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Room 101

Hubby recently introduced me to the British show, Room 101. On this show, 3 panelists (usually comedians and/or actors) try to convince the host (currently Frank Skinner) to put their pet hates/ fears in to Room 101.

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Here is the description from Wikipedia:

Room 101 is a BBC comedy television series based on the radio series of the same name, in which celebrities are invited to discuss their pet hates and persuade the host to consign those hates to oblivion in Room 101, a location whose name is inspired by the torture room in the novel Nineteen Eighty-Four which reputedly contained “the worst thing in the world”. George Orwell himself named it after a meeting room in Broadcasting House where he would sit through tedious meetings.

It’s pretty funny– especially when panelists pick really obscure things. Last night we watched an episode in which cyclists in lycra were put into Room 101 (I wholeheartedly support this!) and also cats (which I beyond disagree with)… So this AM I have been thinking about items I would nominate for admission to Room 101.

My list:

  1. Mushrooms- Everything about them grosses me out– their texture, smell, taste, etc. I mean, who initially saw these pesky things growing and though- “Oh hey, these look and feel bizarre… Let’s eat!”
  2. My dishwasher- If I run it one more time and the little soap door doesn’t open, I swear to God you will find it in my front yard!
  3. Donald Trump- I don’t think any explanation is really necessary.
  4. Plaque- I hate flossing.
  5. Turtlenecks- Why wear a shirt that feels like someone has their hands clasped around your throat?

I have a feeling this could be an ongoing post… I am sure over the next week I will come up with many more ideas for the Room… What about you? What would you nominate for Room 101?

TGIALW!

Thank God It’s a LONG Weekend!

Whew. I am tired. SO glad there is an extra day to recover…

Yesterday was a range of emotions and activities… I began the day at a funeral for a long-time family friend… So sad, especially as it was totally unexpected and sudden. (Her death, not the actual funeral…)* It was cold and rainy and overcast and depressing… as funeral weather should be, I guess.
(* Nervous comedy = coping mechanism)

From there I dashed to pick up Miss Priss and drop her off at her BFF’s house for a sleepover. Next I dashed again to a HS in a neighboring county to watch my 2 high school colorguards compete. Normally these contests are an all day event for me, but what with the funeral and tickets to see BON JOVI that night… I couldn’t stay the whole day.

As soon as group #2 performed I was back in the car and beginning my 3 hr trek to my JML’s house. From there it was concert time!

I have seen Bon Jovi MANY times. And this concert was good, don’t get me wrong. But Bon Jovi without Richie is missing something. The new guitar guy looks like a muppet, and everything seemed “squeaky” to me. Perhaps it is because I just LOVE Richie, and am a bit bitter, but I don’t think that is it. Regardless, I had minimal voice left upon leaving and was thrilled to have had the invitation to attend. Plus time with JM is always needed and much welcomed.

Now JML is one of the cohorts of the before written about beach trip which led to several entries I treated as a parenting memoir. (Side note: AVM was greatly missed this weekend…) Well, the parenting adventures seem to continue as E2 is now potty training. JM is using the tried and true method of allowing him to just be pants-free around the house… Which is an interesting sight to wake up to for sure… esp when one is not used to little boys… Needless to say much hilarity ensued as he kept accidentally brushing his bare booty (and other bare parts) against me…. Bless.

Speaking of hilarity…. Picture it, last night, midnightish, 2 exhausted and starving ladies in a minivan pull up to the Krystals drive-thru, and as the worker inside opens the window to collect our money…. BAM! Smacks the shit out of the side mirror… Cue insane laughter, and the driver saying, “Oh, should I pull up?” I have no doubt Krystals workers see some crazy stuff and ridiculously drunk people. We were not those people, but I have no doubt he thought we were.

Laughter that cannot be stopped and causes your eyes to leak uncontrollably is the BEST laughter.

snort(This happened also…vicious cycle, really)

 

Weekend Thoughts

Randomness…

Friday, 1/20
Inauguration:

  • First thought- we’re screwed.
  • #vomitty
  • How did this happen?

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    Recycled band uniform? Red gloves? Really? OK…

 

School: For those parents who think it is perfectly ok to do drugs while pregnant– come teach them for awhile. The frustration, not only for the teachers, but for the child is intense. Sometimes I just hate people.

Saturday, 1/21/17
Women’s March on Washington: Inspiring! I think the most amazing thing is that it happened on ALL 7 continents! (Way to represent Antarctica!) Non-violent, no arrests. The intelligence, kindness, compassion, and dignity was amazing.

Do not get me wrong– I am not wishing Donald Trump to fail– that would hurt us all. I would like for Donald Trump to learn– to allow himself to grown and be enlightened. I would like for him to be a nice person and set an example for the young of this country– a POSITIVE example. Why shout hate and lies constantly? Why rant and rave like a lunatic toddler that hasn’t had a nap in 4 days? Is that not exhausting for him? It exhausts me.

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#teacherproblems pt. 2:When Stupid Kids Return,with Power

“And that’s why I feel like this hearing was a perfect metaphor for the worst of the education system in America,” Noah said. “Here’s a student who’s clearly not proficient in the required subject matter, but because of the system, we know they’re still going to get pushed through.”

Betsy DeVos.

I do not personally know ANYONE, Republican or Democrat, teacher or otherwise, that thinks this lady is a good idea. So what the hell?!

The above quote is from an article from Huffington Post, Trevor Noah Eviscerates Betsy DeVos Over Her Confirmation Hearing.

How has it come to this, and WHAT are we going to do? This dumbass thinks teachers are overpaid, and that we no longer need to adhere to the Americans with Disabilities Act. Um, wait what?

Well, at least we will be able to defend ourselves from grizzly bears while teaching fractions.

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#teacherproblems

It’s hard being an elementary school teacher and having an elementary age child. Especially a very talkative child. Her academics are through the roof! But apparently her mouth never stops. 

I know these students. I have these students. I say to my daughter, “Don’t be that kid!” 

Sometimes I wish I didn’t understand about classrooms and test scores. I wish I was one of the many confused or uninformed parents. 

Alas. I know all too well. Behavior chart starts next Monday. #thatkid

Man she’s awesome though! ❤

Only in the Darkness Can You See the Stars…

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Martin Luther King, Jr. Day 2017.

For many years I taught 5th grade social studies, which included a unit on Civil Rights. It was my favorite unit to teach, mainly because of MLK. His insight and intelligence, his patience and nonviolent actions during such a tumultuous time was incredible. And educating children about him was an honor. To this day I keep several of his quotes in my classroom.

mlk2This one seems especially appropriate (& terrifying) given some upcoming events…. and the next 4 years.

And of course I would show my students the I Have a Dream speech… but my favorite is King’s last speech– the mountaintop.

Well, I don’t know what will happen now. We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn’t matter with me now, because I’ve been to the mountaintop.

Difficult days ahead. Yeah, I think we can all relate to that.

And I don’t mind.

Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land!

And so I’m happy, tonight.

I’m not worried about anything.

I’m not fearing any man!

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!!

Perhaps reviewing MLK’s words will help us all remember that during the darkest days, stars shine brighter.