I never really get why a bunch of stay-at-home-mom bloggers all rejoice at the fact that it's Friday. I mean, for real. You stay home every day. Your chores don't change just because it's the weekend. You still have to wake up early and make a bunch of breakfasts and clean up toys and yell at kids for being too rowdy and plan dinner and run errands and the list goes on and on. So if you are a stay-at-home-mom can you please explain the excitement about Fridays? Thank you.
And while I'm a stay-at-home-mom most of the time, I am a teacher for a little part of each day as well. But you already knew that. What you didn't know is that each Friday, my students write a Friday Freewrite journal entry. (That means they can write about whatever they want). Since today was their first Friday with me as their teacher, most of them were shy to share. One boy agreed to share his, but wanted me to be the one to read it to the class. So I did. And guess what? The entire thing was about how much he already hates my class. And yes, in case you were wondering, he hates me too. Don't worry, he went on to say that he hates everything about this school. I asked him afterwards if he would at least give it an honest try, and he told me he "doubts it". Over all, it was a really wonderful pick-me-up.
My family attended three different parties over the three day weekend. My children got to run around and be crazy with their same-age cousins from Pennsylvania (they had so much fun and were insanely cute together) on Saturday. On Sunday, we went to a BBQ at our friends' house. There were so many kids there who all loved playing and swimming and eating together. And on Monday, we were at my parents' house celebrating my baby brother's 27th birthday. And since I'm an All-Star Blogger and Documenter of Memories, I didn't have my camera. (And apparently, I have also decided to hang on to my old school cell phone that's worth approximately 50 cents for EVER). I am so cool like that. This is literally the only picture (that got emailed to me) from our entire fun weekend:
I worked out once this entire week. I didn't get to teach on Monday because of the holiday, and trying to get in to our new routine has me all messed up. I did a workout from Exercise On Demand the other night. It was alright, and I was a very sweaty mess, but I despise working out at home. For one, I have, like, 3 square feet in which to mover around; and two, I can never hear the freaking music in those shows. So I have to stare at the TV to try to keep up with their beat. It's usually a disaster and I look like a freak show. I set my alarm to go to the gym before work today, and then just didn't get up. I'm a mess.
So there ya have it. Cheers to the freakin weekend. (remember that song?) I hope it's a good one. I'm off to get my KINDERGARTNER. (I'll probably stop talking about that soon, but I'm making no promises.)
Have a healthy day,