The past two weeks have been a blur. I have barely had time to touch the computer (non-work-related), except to read a blog or two here and there every other day. Sickness has hit here BIG TIME! I have tried so hard to keep it out of my house, but damnit if it didn't move in despite my close, personal relationship with Germ-X. Today begins a small "winter break" (Friday is an optional inservice day, and Monday is President's day), but I already have visions of either a) having the evil stomach virus or b) cleaning up my 3-year-old after his bout with said evil virus. My mom (who kept Chase yesterday) and Tim both came down with it this morning. Bleh. It's just a matter of time.
In other non-sick news, I had a moment yesterday in the car on my way to pick up Chase...When did I become an old fogey?
For example, I can't tell you how many times I've said this school year "If you'd cut that long hair maybe you could hear what you're supposed to do!" I might as well be saying "Get out of here you long-haired hippy!" because I sound. that. old.
Also, I hate, hate, hate teenage drivers! This coming from the person who had 3 speeding tickets before I graduated high school. I am forced to drive beside, behind, in front of them every morning to school and every afternoon away from school. They are DANGEROUS! Sometimes I fear for my life. IT'S THAT BAD.
And the sex...oh my, it puts a deep fear in my heart to think that these kids will soon (very soon by the looks of it) be having children of their own! In school with my child(ren)! I'll have to bring birthday party cupcakes and feed the children of the children that I taught in class. *shudder* It's already happening...I have 2 former students with babies less than a year younger than Chase.
I can't believe I grew up. I still feel like that 16 year old girl with her brand new license, but it's suddenly painfully obvious that I'm not.
Ok, I could totally go on about how old I am. But let's not go there.
As far as those teenage drivers. They are BABIES driving!! I was in a car wreck because a 17 year old girl was on a cell phone in daddy's mustang and went through a red light (not paying attention, obviously) and she TOTALLED my car. I'm still pissed off at her, it was a year ago. Anyway, I'm always cussing out the young people driving. *sigh* AND, I eat dinner at 4. I'm that old.
Posted by: Leslie (Mrs. Flinger) at February 17, 2005 08:42 PMEww. Germs. I hope you guys are feeling better!
Posted by: Daisyhead at February 21, 2005 08:14 PM