"I believe in love, but it don't believe in me"

I could tell you about my wonderful Thanksgiving break. Of Friendsgiving, and catching up with the closest of close. Or about how jealous you probably are that I rocked out to Rhett Miller (Old 97s) at the Granada. Or I could elaborate on his lyric I stole for this here blog title.

But I'd prefer to discuss important topics. Hair.

Did you know lice is not contained to tiny little kindergarteners? Let's just say that I'm wearing hairspray now (yuck). The authorities say that lice do not like hairspray, and so far I haven't caught the bug. (fingers crossed constantly)

Also, I am due for a haircut. Which makes me consider that after 22 years, I'm still not a pro at taming the curls. Should I abandon the ol' mousse and defuser method? Is that sooo 2003? If there is a new technology I need to be updated on, please enlighten me. Please share your thoughts... now.



Final thought: Literature holds a mind controlling power. My class is reading a book called Small Steps: The Year I Got Polio. Now, every muscle spasm sends my brain into Polio panic mode. I begin to dread the "inevitable" hot pack treatment for my imaginary disease. I might have issues or something?

"Your magic, he said, But don't let it all go to your head"

Hellooo November.
You are my favorite. High school football playoffs, crunching leaves, my Grandma's dressing. Lots to look forward to!

As you can tell from this bad-quality scan, I have a school picture. It freaks me out so I wanted to share. Who am I??

I had my PDAS Appraisal/Evaluation. I won't know the results for a few more days, but I think it went okay. It's really bizarre to have your principal hanging out, rummaging through all of your shelves and lesson plan book while you are trying to teach.

Updates on the Decatur Reassimilation process (which only 1 or 2 of you will get)
Stage 4: Shop at Beall's on purpose, not out of immediate necessity. Also, I think I get bonus on this one cause I bought my shoes using my teacher friend's employee discount. Very Decatur.
Stage 5: Leisurely shop at "The Gift Shop" twice in one week. Check, done. FYI, if you want to buy me a cheesy gift that I would secretly love, I suggest the Cowboy-themed nativity scene. You have to see the harmonica playing "wise man."

Oh, and Halloween. I was totally in love with my Ms. Frizzle costume. I want to find a way to tame down the hair and actually rock an up-do again. It just felt cool. I'm sure you found the pictures on Facebook- and if not, go check em out. The kids were cute! I had an old man, some Ninjas, a girl dressed like a boy, a pirate, and "a decrepid, evil, mentally ill old woman" (her exact words!!)