Day 26: Kings Corner

One of my favorite childhood memories is playing a card game called Kings Corner. It is a simple game much like solitaire but 2-4 people can play.

The game itself is not so memorable but playing with my mom is . My mom was addicted to the game and would corral anyone that passed by the kitchen to play with her. We lived very close to aunts and uncles and cousins so we were always having a house full of family. We also had a pond and some random horses too–maybe they came for that instead of us!

My mom would literally keep spiral notebooks so she could keep track of the scores she played with various relatives. The game ended at 500 points. Lowest score wins. When she saw you coming, she’d pull out your spiral and she would wait at the kitchen table with a cigarette and a cup of coffee…you knew you weren’t leaving until you played a few rounds or until she won….

One rule of the game is that you would knock on the table when you were done with your turn. That rule came about because my mom would catch a play that you missed and we would complain that we weren’t done with our turn and we would have caught the play. (Big fat hairy lie…) That rule took the hostility out of the game.

I had my two grown kids with me this weekend. My kids got me a deck of cards with my dog’s (Earl) picture on the back. I love my kids!!! Anyway, we played several rounds of Kings Corner in honor of my mom!

My kids better not bend the cards or get food on my Earl deck!

Playing a round of Kings Corner. Earl in the background trying to sneak a piece of French silk pie that Matt left on the table.

Best deck of cards ever!

Day 25: Amazon

I love having the Amazon app on my phone and laptop. If I need anything, and I mean anything, I just do a search, click on the item, click on 1-day delivery cuz I’m a prime member and continue on my day.

This is verrrry convenient if you are a teacher and you realize you don’t have enough glue sticks or dry erase markers to last you to the end of the week. You can email parents for more supplies-that works once or twice. Parents are over it buying the class pencils. (maybe if the students would stop gnawing the erasers off and chewing up the pencils I wouldn’t have to beg. I think I have a class of beavers in there)

However, I just opened my bank statement and my mouth dropped. There were at least 10 -I stopped counting, Amazon charges. How could that be? What in the world did I buy? Did someone log into my account?

After taking the time to go through all of the charges, it actually was me buying “stuff” I thought I needed for school and home. I keep thinking I save more money buy just ordering the things I NEED through Amazon. I think I’m going to have to rethink my thinking–and delete the app off my phone.

Day 24: Airports

I haven’t been in many airports, but traveling this weekend made me reflect on the few that I have been to.

I love Midway airport only because I know it well and I love flying Southwest. No hidden fees. You can bring 2 bags . Life is good.

Bob Hope airport on California gets a big thumbs up. It is small. You walk off the plane on the runway. Go through a tiny airport and the 2 luggage carousels are in the front of the airport where you get picked up. So easy.

Chicago O’Hare-thumbs down. Way toooo big. We were fortunate to have workers in the United section give us some shortcuts to avoid longer lines–it meant going outside to a different terminal but it saved us some serious wait time. That was just the one airline terminal. Insane.

And last, we just got back from Virginia. I’m in love with the Charlottesville airport. It is small. No long lines. I actually got my boarding pass the old fashion way–a human printed it for me.

The next time I travel, I’m going to be looking into these smaller airports. I know it may cost a little more for a ticket. but you can’t put a pricetag on sanity.

Day 23: Leaving…

I’m leaving, on a jet plane…don’t know when I’ll be back again.. (an old song)

Ok I do know when I’ll be back. But I’m heading out to Virginia for a wedding.

I love weddings. I love seeing the bride walk down the aisle. I always see the look on the groom’s face when he sees his future wife (thank you glam squad)

I love the beautiful flowers. I love that everyone dresses in their nice clothes.

I love that we are witnessing the beginning of a commitment and a new family uniting.

I love that we end the church ceremony with a big party with food and drinks and cake!

I love spending time with family. I’m only going to be gone overnight, but I’ll be coming back with a suitcase (thank you United for the extra charge) full of memories.

Day 21: Jan Brady

For those of you who remember watching the Brady Bunch, one of the episodes that has always stuck in my head is the one where Jan is jealous of Marcia because she is perfect at everything and gets all the attention . In her frustration, she shouts out, “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia”…

I feel her pain. Today is my teaching partner’s birthday. In my first blog, I shared how I was doing a countdown because my partner loves her birthday. Well, today was the blessed event. I changed her countdown, brought in her favorite doughnut, and gave her the gift I had picked out.

We got all the bday obligations out of the way and were preparing to do our planning for the week after break. We get to school early on Thursdays to get some planning done. Today was going to be a challenge since everyone at school knew it was her birthday. Our principal even made our daily update email all about her birthday.
(“Marcia, Marcia, Marcia”…”Sarah, Sarah, Sarah)

People came streaming in wishing her happy birthday and asking what she was going to do-no planning was going to get done.
(“Marcia, Marcia, Marcia”…”Sarah, Sarah, Sarah)

Then we had Portillos for….you guessed it-her birthday lunch!
(“Marcia, Marcia, Marcia”…”Sarah, Sarah, Sarah)

Just when I thought we were done with the birthday celebrations, I was in her room asking her a question, when a kindergarten class came in and sang her “Happy Birthday. ” I threw up my hands to surrender. You see, I too have a birthday in March, but my dearest friend takes the whole month to celebrate…

Hence, I’m Jan Brady, trying to get a little attention.

PS. Happy birthday Sarah-you deserve all the love and attention today. You are the best teaching partner in the world! But, we are done celebrating, right?

Day 20: New student

I would hate being a new student this late in the school year. You don’t know anyone, you don’t know where you will be sitting, you have no idea where anything is and more importantly–when’s lunch?

I got a new student this week. I had a student at his table be his buddy to guide him along. Of course, we didn’t have a normal week (come to think of it, I don’t know what a normal week looks like myself). Of course, he didn’t have the same folders and spirals we have so every time I said to get out a particular color folder or spiral, he didn’t have it. Or glue stick, or dry erase marker. Not the end of the world, but again, it has to be addressed.

We have many routines up and running, or sinking like the Titanic, but we get it right most days. This new student has so much to take in–he was tired and wanted to know when it was time to go home. I told him that I wanted to go home too!

He has 2 more days before spring break, and when we come back, we will review expectations and procedures and maybe, just maybe he will feel like he fits in.

Day 19: girl time

I consider myself lucky to work with a group of ladies that are my dearest friends outside of school.

We are all different ages, some just starting families, some empty-nesters, some newly married/divorced, and have dealt with deaths in our families. We have gone through it all together and have rallied around each other since forever.

We are also spread out among our building and teach different grade levels and have different lunches. One of us decided to get all of us together once a month for dinner with each of us taking a turn hosting.

It has been so good for the soul to go out–even on a school night. The laughter, getting caught up with what is going on in our building (some of us live in a bubble), and sharing a meal is way cheaper than therapy.

We were brave enough to go on an overnight trip together and rent a house. The memories made last summer sparked us to book another trip in June.

I’m the oldest on the squad, closest to retirement, but these ladies keep me young and I can’t imagine not going to a place everyday where my friends are –even if I have to call it work.

Day 18: Chicken

Chicken doesn’t belong on a pizza. A friend of mine is always trying to get me to put chicken on a pizza. No way! Chicken should definitely not be on pizza.

Try it! You’ll like it-he said. No way. I will put pepperoni, sausage, Canadian bacon..but not chicken.

Fast forward a few months ago–my friend (the one trying to get me to eat chicken pizza) made Chicken pesto pizza and offered me a bite. I was hesitant because if I liked it, then he would have been right–and I like being a bit stubborn.

I tried it and you guessed it-I loved it! In fact I made it tonight for dinner.

Moral of the story: I’m still not going to try food just because people think I will like it. I like to be a bit stubborn.