Monday, August 25, 2008

I love my...

Welcome back to the second edition of I love my Mondays. I'm going to have to dig deep for this one. I mean, everyone hates Mondays, but today was one for the record books. I was awakened mid-dream, which is almost like waking a sleep walker, or taking the virtual reality headset off of someone: dangerous. Right after I got to school at 7:15, there was a knock on my back door. It was one of my practicum students from the University, fifteen minutes early. Now, I don't like to speak in the morning. My dad used to get mad at me because I was silent in the morning. This girl talked my ear off. We went to college together (term used loosely), so we knew each other. Still, I wasn't up for so much cheery conversation that early. Her presence, however, reminded me that I had practicum students coming at all. This added stress. I then remembered (or was reminded by my computer) that I had to teach the special ed class that afternoon during my planning period. Added stress. Later in the morning, I spent an hour in the hallway trying to keep kids quiet as we waited for the storms to pass over.
Later in the afternoon, I got an email saying that all after school meetings were canceled. Well, I had scheduled my choir parent meeting for tonight. This meeting is super important. I look at it as a sales pitch. I need to sell these parents on the whole idea of Choir. I've already sold their kids, but I needed to sell them and get them pumped about supporting and participating in the choral program. When I received the email, I went ahead with plan B. I sent an email to the parents informing of the cancellation. I changed the date on my website. I then found out that I didn't "have to cancel if I didn't want to." .... really? The damage had been done. No parent meeting. I was a little upset, but it's probably for the best. I'm not sure many parents would've ventured out in this weather anyways. I say all this to say that it's kind of hard to think about things that I love on this Monday. However, I know that I am abundantly blessed by the Lord, so here goes:

1) I love Mellow Mushroom: Nothing helps you better wind down after a long day at work than a pint or two of a top dollar brew, for not-top-dollar. Every Monday and Wednesday, Mellow does "Pint night" where all of their draughts are two dollars. Respect.

2) I love my "surrogate" nephew:




I stopped by my good friend John's on the way home from Tuscaloosa yesterday. I finally got to hang out with his son, Matthew. He's awesome. He might be the cutest kid I know. His parents call me Uncle Dan. He dances when I sing. He pushes a dump truck until it crashes into furniture. He can throw a tennis ball harder than I can. This picture was taken shortly after our Axle Rose impersonations.

3) I love my guitar: While I was visiting, John played a recording of some songs I had recorded at camp this year. I was going through some nice equipment that made my voice and my guitar sound really good. I get proud when my guitar sounds really good. It's one of those weird things. Maybe I'm proud that it sounds better than it should, given how much its worth. I don't really know, but it makes me very happy when she's recorded right.

P.S. Don't ask me why the first section of this post is underlined, as if it were a hyperlink. Somehow, it got linked to the picture. Placing pictures mid-post is one of the more frustrating things I've experienced. LJ, any advice?



4 comments:

Stephen said...

To fix the link thing, click on the "Edit HTML" tab when you are creating the post. The part of the code that starts with "<a" and ends with the next ">" (the opening tag) marks where the link starts. The "</a>" part of the code (the closing tag) marks where it ends. Move the opening tag to right before the picture (the part of the code that starts with "<img" and ends with the next ">"). I hope that helps.

Anonymous said...

There is really no such thing as monday. Just as lines on a map seperate states, days of the week seperate time. All are man made and trap us to become "in the world, not of it." Rising above it all is nearly impossible. But it puts things in perspective.

Anonymous said...

Wow--Stephen--talk about a foreign language! Glad I don't have to understand it! Cute kid, Dan. Kinda looks like you when you were a kid.

Reid said...

Man, Dan that kid looks like you. For a second I thought you had a kid I didn't know about. See you on Saturday.