Happy Sunday! I thought I'd link up with the ladies over at the Teaching Trio blog for their weekly Sunday Scoop. I usually read these, but have yet to contribute, so here goes:

I have only one thing to say. Don't judge me about my Christmas tree! Lol.

Y'all have a great week!

Happy Monday!! Yes it is Monday, and I am home because it is a three-day weekend! Wooohooo!! Okay, enough of the exclamation marks.
So...I am starting a new monthly linky and I would love other teachers to link up with their favorite funny teacher stories. Face it, the dealing with the general populace and the concept of funny are a natural match.

So here goes.

Five years ago I was moved to second grade. From fifth grade. With two weeks notice. Nothing funny about that, especially since I had never taught below fourth grade and I had never been self-contained. I started my year not knowing what in the world I was doing. I had this group of little people in my room...all...day...long. And mixed into this group were the two second grade behavior problems.
One of these little people (we'll call him Johnny) was especially difficult. We'd walk down the hall and other teachers would see him and you could see it in their eyes..."Oh you've got Johnny..." Of course, Johnny was never absent. If there was ever a time that he didn't feel well and put his head down on his desk, I just let it go and hoped like hell that my administrator didn't come in to observe me.

The poor kid had some issues at home. His dad had something like twelve kids in three states with numerous women, and he was in and out of jail regularly. Johnny was being raised by his grandmother who was in poor health. Please don't think that I find any humor in his family situation. I don't. However, Johnny's jacked-up home life was the last thing I was thinking about when I  had to drag his little butt out of a cactus patch in the neighbor's yard across the street and then carry him because he refused to walk. Lordy. Not to mention the time he glued himself into his chair and then ate (not chewed on....ATE) his pencil. His tongue was black!
At the end of the year his dad actually had the nerve to point to my full-on silver hair and say to Johnny "Look what you've done to her! Look at her hair!" Thanks Dad.
Hehe!  Teacher meme!:

I survived that year, and I learned to like second grade. The following year I started strong and was then side-railed by a surgery that I didn't know was going to be so complicated. I ended up being out for a full month. Right before I went back to work I had a dream that I was getting my classroom ready when I heard someone knocking on the window. I turned around, and there with his little body and face pressed against the window was....Johnny. He was yelling for me to let him in. I actually started screaming! I woke up sitting straight up in bed, sweating with my heart beating really hard. OMG!
Y'all have a great week!
I'd love for you to link up with your own story! Join in below, but please be a polite reader and leave kind feedback for at least two other blog posts! 

I cannot believe it is February 1st! This school year is really flying, and I must say that I'm glad it is moving along quickly. I hate to wish my life away, but this year I'm just not feeling the love. We all have those years I guess.

So on to fun stuff. I'm joining Farley from Oh Boy It's Farley! again for her monthly Currently link up. You have to check out her new blog design. It's super cute! I love Buck!!

Speaking of new blog designs... Smarticle Particles also underwent a slight overhaul. I love my new simple design. I purchased the template from Georgia Lou Studios. It was very affordable ($12!!!) and the directions for installation were very clear and easy to follow. Believe me, if I could set this up, anyone can.

So here goes:

I am really loving this weather we've had the past few days. I mean seriously...high 70's?!  It won't last, but that is the great thing about living in Texas. The weather gets cold, and then it warms up for a few days giving us a nice break. All this warm weather makes anxious for spring gardening..

I tell you what though, I won't be a happy camper if that ding-dang weenie dog Buddy keeps waking me up. He has gotten in the habit of playing musical beds starting at about 2:00 am, wanting to move from my bed across the hall to my son's room. Then when he decides that he wants to come back he scratches at the door in my son's room until I come get him. My son could sleep through a tornado, and my husband's not about to get up and help the dog out. He prefers to cuss at the dog. Loudly. This goes on from about 2:00 to 4:00. No Bueno. Especially when I wake up at 5:00 to get ready. I make an 85 mile drive to work. I. NEED. MY. SLEEP.

Anyway, y'all head over to Farley's cute new blog and check out some of the other bloggers linking up.

Have a great week!

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