Drei...Tres...Tre...Trois...Três...Drie...Three

Any way you say it...German, Spanish, Italian, French, Portuguese, Dutch, English...I only have 3 more days of school left. 

I think I can make it...but pray for me just in case.

Less of a Blubbering Idiot

It's the end of the year.  The 6th graders have gone crazy.  I get frustrated and annoyed and I just want them to listen to the 30 seconds of instruction I have.

But I just realized something today...I haven't cried because of my students in 5 months. 

At the beginning of the year my students stole from me, hated each other, wrote inappropriate things about each other, injured each other physically, and never listened to a thing I said.

This is an amazing transformation and I think I'll take all the credit for it (because of my narcissistic  tendencies).  Go me.

And go my students for not being turds to me or each other. There is hope.

I Just Like Dresses

I've talked many times about how I wear inappropriate things to play sports.  Don't remember?  Check it out here and here.

Today, all the 6th graders played a game of kick ball against each other.  They were getting hot and whiny so the adults that were there (3 teachers plus 2 volunteers) decided we would play a game against them.  That's right...70+ sixth graders versus 5 adults.

The 6th graders were all talk..."We're going to own you!"  "Get prepared to lose!"  "Maybe you should just give up now!"  It was glorious. 

And you'll never guess what happened.  The teachers wasted the 6th graders.  It was 16-0...SIXTEEN to zero!  The best thing about this win was the fact that this is what I was wearing today:

 Yep...again, rocking a dress and sandals.  The fact that I can do this shows you what an amazing athlete I am. 

Party in Miss J's Room

I came to school today to find this on my desk:

That's right...a partially eaten piece of cake.  Did the janitors decide to party it up in my room last night because I left early-ish? 

Weird.  Just weird. 

Sister Sweetie-Pie

My sister Devin spent about a week helping out in my classroom.  This is what she left for me in the classroom.

Isn't she a sweetie-pie?

Football, Jigs and Anger

After playing football yesterday, I decided to be more appropriately dressed today.

Contrary to popular belief in my classroom, I am not doing a jig.  I am being angry that I missed an easy pass.  Look at that face...that is anger.

I'm gaining on L. in this picture.  And I caught him.  No touchdown for you, sir.

I could have probably played for the NFL.

Real Football Players Wear Skirts

I played football with all my boys yesterday...while wearing a skirt. 

It probably wasn't the best idea but at least I was wearing leggings.  I got a grass stain on my skirt because I collided with one of my huge boys and tumbled across the field.  After that I was distracted for a good 5 minutes trying to figure out how I could hide the fact that I looked like I had been rubbing my bum across the grass like a dog scooting across the carpet. 

Even with all that going on, these boys think I'm the greatest now.

So many things I'm learning now that it's the end of the year.  Why didn't I try this earlier?

Sisters

We are so close, we buy the same sunglasses without even talking to each other.

Shimmy Shimmy Shake

My school borders a large highway.  I always know when large trucks are driving by our school because my classroom begins to rumble beneath my feet.  I don't think anyone noticed but me.  Maybe I'm just slowly going crazy.

Miracle

My interest in blogging is waning lately.  I don't know why.  It's probably the whole having a life thing that is getting in the way.

I'm sorry if my blog is what keeps you going.  I may have some interesting stories to tell in the very near future but until then here are some pictures from my weekend camping trip.



I went down to Manti (a little podunk of a town in Central Utah) to see the Mormon Miracle Pageant with a bunch of friends.  (These pictures are in no particular order.)

Why we decided to take a picture after we slept on the ground, I don't know why we didn't take this group picture when we all still looked presentable. Ewww.  My lesbian power-couple hair is back with a vengeance.

I titled this beauty "Ima Creeeep"  Look at my face and then look at everyone else.  Exactly...Ima creeeep.

The Manti Temple

The Manti Temple at night.

 Everyone loves Gabe...especially Ryan

 Look how ridiculously long my Go-Go-Gadget-Arms are.  I've got made skills.

See...Ryan does love Gabe

Boys are cool? 

If your question was "Is that a purse full of Sunchips?" then your answer is yes, yes it is. 

The excitement of the pageant was too much for Anthony.

Jenny and Rich are super.

Josh and Ryan being "power tools." (Ryan came up with that one.  It means that you're a super huge tool.)  I fawked (combine faux hawk to get fawked) Ryan's hair for this amazing picture.

Why Does Going Back to Work Make Me So Happy?

I get to see my funny students, that's why.

We often start our day out with P.E., which makes for a quite smelly day but that's beside the point.

Today we played kick ball (the game that broke my toe last year) with another class.

As the sides are switching, my precious JD runs up to me.

JD: "Miss J!  I figured out my reason to live!"

Mrs. S, my sister and I all burst into laughter.  As we regain our composure I say, "Please tell me, JD."

JD: "My reason to live is to find a reason to live because if you didn't have a reason to live you'd just be dead."

As the game is ending, JD says to my sister, "I would be able to run a lot faster if I didn't have this contraption."

My sister looks at her like "What are you talking about?"

JD: "You know, this contraption." as she tugs on her bra strap. 

How I've missed this little ones!

Latin Dancing

I didn't take any pictures of the actual dancing because I'm a hideous dancer it was way too dark in the building, but I did get some shots of the sweaty aftermath.

The only hair product used in these pictures is sweat.  Yep.  That's it.  

I'll call myself out on the wet pits.  Ewwww...sick!

Rich and I are super hot.  Literally and figuratively.

 

Jenny and me.  My hair is slightly reminiscent of the great 80s band Flock of Seagulls.

And I ask why I don't have a boyfriend.

Lake Powell

I came back from Lake Powell yesterday.  I'm burned to a crisp.  What's new? 

Here are the pictures that vaguely sum up my trip.  (There are more pictures coming but I wanted to get this out there.)

Devin choosing to be a walrus at the best pizza place I've ever been to.  Too bad I can't remember what it was called.  I do know it was in Lake Powell at Wahweep.

My hair made a power-play to be part of a lesbian power couple...or Donald Trump.

Funny story...I decided to get a spray tan the day before we left...I suck at spray tans apparently.  My feet were all kinds of disgusting looking.  Finally my flip flops began to wear some of the color off my feet.  This picture doesn't do the horribleness justice.

 We hiked to Rainbow Bridge...Not a difficult hike but when it's closing in on 105 you end up looking like this at the end...not pretty.

Brian, Robbie, Brenden, Courtney, me, Scott

 Rainbow Bridge

We were stuck on the boat for hours (due to unforeseen circumstances) without being able to get in the water.  Finally we got in the water.  Oh, happy day! 

June Videos

I love me some giggly babies!









And...You're welcome.