I teach during the day. Many days, I arrive home from work pretty exhausted. Yes, I only have 13 students, but heavens they keep me on my toes. I'm getting old.
And yesterday, Dan's work truck bit the dust, so he got off work at noon because he couldn't exactly just grab another truck and go.... mostly because another truck lost its tranmission Monday so there were no extras.
So I got home a little later than normal. First, I didn't leave work as early as I usually do. And then I had to stop at the store because I'm a totally lame teacher and I forgot I needed to have my students decorate sacks for their Valentine's cards. However, my students do know how to bock like a chicken, so I am definitely teaching them something even if they don't have Valentine's sacks until the day before the holiday. While I was at the store, I picked up two bags of Snickers and a package of Oreos. Cuz Mama was afraid our chocolate stash was getting low at home.
Came home, piddled way too long putting my kids' Valentine's gifts in sacks and checking Facebook and suddenly I realize it's 5:30 and I still need to make pasta salad for lunches and tacos for dinner. Actually, I was going to make spaghetti for dinner but every pot I needed was dirty so it was easier to make tacos than try to stop the dishwasher midcycle.
So I had taco meat simmering, Spanish rice going, pasta boiling for pasta salad, taco shells in the oven, Kiah was preparing black beans (OK, she was rinsing them after opening a can), Dan was shredding cheese (because even though it takes more energy to shred cheese instead of buying preshredded, it taste so much better), Chesney was putting together my Valentine's for my class (i.e. sticking stickers on bags of Skittles).. and then my phone started playing "Party in the USA" (the Pitch Perfect version) so I knew Brady was calling to say he was off work and it was time for me to get dinner on the table.
In the middle of all this, I said to my family, "I don't have a blog post for tomorrow." Then I said, "I'll just tell this story."
My life? Mostly crazy. But oh so fun.
During dinner we sat and talked about the kids' days at school, and Chesney was talking about her Spring Choir concert and it made me start talking about this song she's singing and how it's completely inappropriate for a Jr High to sing. And it really is, but they're singing the Glee-approved version, so it's OK.
This is not the Glee approved version, but I still say Michael Haygood has a voice like an angel. That last little bit that he does solo just warms my heart.