some days

i really feel old.

yesterday, i got home, took my lady fam bunch to starlite and got groceries. we came back and they cooked up a storm. i avoided the chaos in the kitchen. i decided to be productive and build the fan i just bought. i also played phone/e-doctor to josh - diagnosing his strep throat and helping to recommend antibiotics.

today, i felt old at work...although i had some jokes.

"so miss when you get married, you'll invite us to your wedding right?"
"what?"
"well you HAVE to invite us because we're your favourite class."
"of course you are. and so is my last semester class"
"but no, we're the most favourite."
"what makes you think i want to feed all 20 something of you at my wedding?"
"miss you're getting MARRIED?!"
"no, i'm not, but he seems to think if i do i need to bring you all"
"cus we're your favourites!"
"and what about the class i had before, and my grade 8s from last year?"
"no, they dont count... but anyway, you'll definitely have to invite ME"
"why? you think i like you?"
"but dont you miss?"
"...yeah...i guess so. i like you. but not her and definitely not that one over there."
"what about ____?"
"oh i really like her. she'll be my adopted daughter. SHE's my favourite!"
"and ___?"
"ooooh, ____... "
"miss HATES me"
"no no no. we have a love/hate relationship.... i love to hate him"

some times you have to give out ego pats in order for people to have a good day. and other times you can leave some humour at the door.

ffwd to hometime. tuck everyone into the car and go truckin around to starlite, then chagueramas... making the obligatory stop at the crews inn gift shop (thanks to hemstar adventures), and dinner at sails.

however, someone invited all the flies within a 10 mile radius, so they attempted to dine with us as well. i swear one of them was buzzing in venezuelan spanish. their presence made a usually enjoyable dinner quite an aggravating, tension-filled experience.

eh well.

dropped off some charges in town, then headed home with mommy dearest.

get home and do 2 hrs of work from 10 til 12.
thank goodness tomorrow is a dress down day.

JEANS! How i love thee.

UGH. so much marking. i did this to myself.