The Doghouse....(no, not another story about my dogs)

Any woman who is married, engaged, or dating should share this with her significant other. This is most hilarious!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Twivg7GkYts

I'm lovin' basketball (sing it)

Last nite we went to a beloved Mavs game. It's been so long that I had forgotten how much I love a live b-ball game. We have come to the conclusion that we would rather go to a few games and have really good seats RATHER THAN go to many games and sit in crummy seats. So this year, we have tix for a few games and only once are we sitting in the nosebleeds. Last night we went to the Mavs VS The Hawks. The game was a great one, it was close 95% of the time and the Hawks almost eeked by the Mavs within the last 3 minutes but the Mavs held them for a final score of 100Mavs, 98 Hawks. I love b-ball, I think I could be a b-ball groupie. Not the kind of groupie you guys are thinking, get your head out of the goal....
No, I would just like to hang around them and watch them practice, scrimmage and just chat with them in their free time. I know that if they got a chance to know me then would want me at their practice given them pep talks, and praise. They would want me there to chat with when they just needed a break from practice. So, if you are reading my blog and you have an opening for this type of position please leave a comment and I will get back to you ASAP.

Countersurfing for a midnite snack!!

Okay, since I don't have children to blog about I will blog about my dogs. Because they always seem to be doing something they shouldn't be doing. We have been told that dogs have the mentality of a 2-3yr old child. And I believe it. An since I don't have children to blog about then those of you who know me can say "Gosh, why do we always have to hear about those dogs"
So, Friday nite I am asleep when I am awakened by Chet yelling "Hey, hey" very loud ly. So I wake up wondering what in the world is going on, it's 1am. Chet says "they (the dogs) are fighting". So we jump out of bed and run into the kitchen, no dogs there, look around the corner into the living room and see Max. He has Bea cornered. We also see some foil in the living room floor. Yes, Max had countersurfed again in the middle of the night. Chet had gotten up at 12:55am (5 minutes earlier) to let them out to go to the bathroom. They came back in and when Chet went to bed Max went into the kitchen for a midnite snack, literally. What they (Max) ate was a whole loaf of pumpkin bread, that I had brought home from school. It was a gift from a student. It was no small loaf either and he ate 3 bavarian cream donuts (Chet's favorite that he had brought home from work, a gift from one of his patients). Within 5 minutes he devoured all of this stuff and kept Bea away from all of it. Luckily they weren't fighting when we got to them. I grabbed Max and Chet was getting Bea when she tried to attack Max before Chet could grab her. I'm sure she was mad that he didn't share the goodies with her. The were separated for about 10 minutes and then all was well. The next day Max was bloated and today he is really feeling the effects of eating/hoarding all that stuff. Serves him right for not sharing the goodies and eating our (mine and Chet's gifts). Anybody, want to dogsit?

Where everybody knows your name........

Or only the girl at the counter knows our name. One of our (Chet and mine) places to go for Sunday lunch after church is Chapps burgers in NRH. We go there about once every 2-4 weeks. That is really not that often. Anyway, we decide to go there Sunday. We go up the counter I give my order. Chet usually gets the same as me only this time he changes it up a little. After you place your order they ask for your name. Instead of asking for a name, the girl taking the order says "Chet, right". We look at each other like, Whaaa, she knows our name (well Chet's name). How can this be, we don't eat here everyday. Then she proceeds to say "you usually get the same thing as your wife, don't you"? Now we are even more surprised that she knows not only our name but our order!! This girl is good.
It took my back to my days of working at good ol' Clown Burger in Haltom City. Yep, that's what I said, Clown Burger. The establishment is over 60 years old. Well, the original establishment has been bulldozed but the business still lives on over off Haltom Road and Stanley Keller.
For those who are reading this (Laura S.), I didn't have to wear a clown suit or red nose or crazy wig. It was just a place to work during high school. I ended up working there for 4 years. It's probably the reason I got my job as a teacher in Birdville. Ask me and I'll tell you that story later.
Oh, those were the days........going home smelling like a greasy burger, YUCK!!

Who ate all the candy.....

Let me set the scene. I have been at a conference in Dallas for the first half of the day. Then I decide to do a little shopping. No luck there. I head home about 3. Pull in the garage, get the mail, then walk inside the house to find Max inside. This is strage b/c we put both dogs outside when we leave the house. We lock the dog door and put a chair in front of the dog door (they have been known to bust thru the dog door, even when it's locked). So, I wander down the hall to find toilet paper strewn from the bathroom into the hallway. I make my way to the kitchen to find NERDS candy on the carpet in the hallway and the living room. I find 2 boxes of NERDS spilled on the living room floor. I finally make my way to the back door to see candy wrappers in the back yard, a torn up magazine, and one of my shoes. I go outside and find the NERDS bag and several NERDS candy boxes in the yard. I see a Baby Ruth candy bar wrapper and think....oh no! One of the dogs go into the kitchen and pulled the silver bowl of candy off the island. In this silver bowl of candy was the NERDS, a bag of mini Baby Ruth bars, a few boxes of Hot Tamales, and 3 bars of Ghirardelli chocolate that came from my most recent trip to San Francisco. So, now I'm pretty mad that they ate all my chocolate, not to mention the chocolate from San Francisco. Now, that I'm not mad anymore I'm concerned that the dogs are going to be deathly ill b/c chocolate can be lethal to dogs. I called the vet and they said to watch for vomiting and/or diarrhea. They are such bad dogs. Anybody need a couple of dog door ramming, candy eatin' dogs!!!

Friends.....

Friends....
I have been reading some blogs about people talking about their friends and it inspired me to blog about those I call friends!
I have to say that I have some of the sweetest friends ever. For me, I find it hard to make friends as an adult. When you're a kid, things come so easy. Everyone seems to enjoy the same things...cartoons, toys, food, etc.
As an adult it can be a little more difficult finding and making friends with whom you can truly call friends and not just aquaintances (i teach elementary school-so I don't really have to know how to spell that word). My friends (I work with these people) have been my friends for a few years now. Even when I moved away we still stayed friends and kept in touch and that meant and still means a lot to me. These are sweet loving people who take me for who I am, no matter how crazy, loud, or opininated I am. And for that I am so thankful!! They know who they are because I feel like I tell them fairly often how much I appreciate their friendships!! So, here I go again saying THANK YOU (you know who you are) for being my friend. You guys are the greatest. I love hanging out with you and just being around you! You guys are the best. God is so good to supply me with such loving, wonderful people! I could go on and on......

Embarassing MELTDOWN!!

Well, I am kinda getting into the swing of things at work. I'm not totally there yet but it's coming along. I still feel like I have a lot to get done everyday and wonder "are my kids, getting it". But, anyhoo...I was in a meeting today with my 2 other team teachers, the principal, the math specialist and literacy specialist. We were discussing reading stuff and I was trying to explain how I didn't understand this comprehension assessment that I had been giving. Now, you must know I am the personality that wants to know WHY am I doing this, IS this worthy of doing, and, because I like structure and rules I want to know exactly how to get it done. So, I am having this discussion about this assessment and when the discussion is over I begin feeling like I have probably not done the assessment correctly which in turn affects my student results, and then I feel so overwhelmed that tears come to my eyes. I try to shake it off but just can't. They keep coming and getting stronger to where I had to actually leave the meeting. Then I felt bad b/c I figured people probably felt bad for me (which is not what I wanted) and I hoped I didn't make that person (who I just finished talking to) feel bad. So, when the meeting was over I had to apologize to that person for losing it. Now, my boss probably is wondering what in the world is going on!! Needless to say it was not fun! Sarah-another meeting...now I really don't like meetings ;) After the meeting was over I get better clarification and felt better about the assessment. And this too shall pass....
On the upside of things, my stamina for the day is lasting longer!!!