It isn't terrible to hear yes, instead of the other thing.

*clears throat*

Allow me to join in the fandom freakout of the year.

JOSS WHEDON. ELIZA DUSHKU. NEW TV SHOW. OMG!

Also: "Oh, and P.S. to all you fans of writer/producer Tim Minear (Angel, Wonderfalls, Firefly, Drive). He tells us: "Joss has pathetically begged me to be involved. And I hate to see a slightly younger man weep like a girl. So I said, 'm'kay.' I'll be playing with dolls one way or t'other."

GOOD LORD PEOPLE.

Go forth and be merry.

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Hi!

I have made it through the week and will now commence weekending. Thank god. Of course, I have a library budget to prepare tomorrow and a junior high dance to chaperone tomorrow night, but I can stay home and drink tea all day, and that is what I really need. I know I'm completely spent, because I was sitting in a meeting, at nearly 5p.m. today, thinking to myself "Man, to do this right, this teaching stuff takes SO MUCH TIME AND ENERGY". And I was feeling kind of panicky and negative about that. So I reminded myself that the end of a really long day during which you were sick and exhausted is probably not the best time to take feelings like those terribly seriously, and I went back to planning EXCITING EVENING EVENTS and SUPER RESEARCH PROCESS LESSONS and so on and so forth.

Oh, also, my observation was today. The principal came in for the shortest period, right before lunch - a bad time in the first place because the kids are pretty much done for the morning and they're hungry and cranky, and the period is short so it's hard to fit everything in. The kids were late, and they were hopped up on Halloween candy, and my assistant had to leave for lunch duty before we were done with our project. So, it was chaotic. But I think it was more or less fine - not the best teaching I've ever done or anything, but I rolled with the punches and made it work. A note, though: someone somewhere needs to teach kids about waiting their turn to get help from a single, overwhelmed adult. I mean, seriously - every time we do a project where multiple kids need help with something at once, I have 5 or 6 at a time surrounding me saying my name over and over, until I interrupt myself to ask each of them individually to wait politely until I am free to help them. I am working on teaching them that particular skill, but I kinda think they should come with it built in by their parents by a certain point. :P

We're planning this special day where the whole school partners up and reads together, older kids with younger kids. Today the 7th grade chose the books they are going to read to some younger kids, and two of the boys were reading Yertle the Turtle aloud - as a rap. AS A RAP. I went over to see what they were doing, laughed a lot, and then told them it was awesome. :) If you have a copy, go look and read it that way - you will win the prize of giggles.

More hot water with lemon and ginger now!