I feel like poop...

I was poetic today.

At 6am. I was in the shower, trying to get warm because the MR had THE AIR CONDITIONER on last night!

I was also breathing in the steam and hoping it would clear my head....of the sicky kind of stuff- not the images of me doing something mean to him for making me freeze last night..

So anyway, remember this pic? It was part of my 12 on the 12th March post:

My classroom door is a little to the right of the large tree. It's placement will be significant in a moment.

So- I started singing-in my head- {remember, I am in the shower}.....OK ok, it WAS out loud- but the MR was gone and the Littles are asleep so no one can hear me...

And I start making up this song about how I HATE, LOATHE, DESPISE Bradford Pear Trees!

I actually put on my robe, ran to the front, and wrote this down:

Oh, Bradford Pear
Oh, Bradford Pear
You stand with such beauty
before our school.
When the buses arrive
 at 7:45,
Your "fluffiness" looks so cool.

The wind will catch
your blooms just right
And make it look as if it's snowing.
We all watch with a childish gaze,
Our eyes glassy and glowing.

And then your scent comes through my vent
and fills my room with "Spring"
(Watery eyes and itchy noses are some other things it brings.)

My throat is scratchy.
My voice is cracky.
And I'm tired of rubbing my eyes.
My nose is raw.
My skin I claw.
(And it's not making me very nice).

So Bradford Pear
Oh, Bradford Pear
Just let the wind carry your blooms far away.
I've already had too much going on this year,
And I can't take  another sick  day.


So I typed it, and then sent it to my Schoolio-s----because we ALL carry great disdain for this tree that brings so much trouble!

Needless to say,  {pun intended} 
I lost my voice today....gained it back....lost it again....
and now I feel like I have a grapefruit stuck in the back of my throat {that would probably kill me, right?}

Ok, so it is more like a grape...but grapes ARE fruit....you get the idea!

There is some sadness in my day.

My second favorite pair of WMDs have been banished to the porch! They aren't even allowed inside anymore.....don't they look sad out there in the cold?
What if someone steals them? What if the wind blows them away? What if a creature carries them off?
Who am I kidding.....they are like ADT out there....they are keeping folks at a distance!

I have embarked on a throw-out-the-crap-that-is-in-your-filing-cabinet endeavor. I am super excited about my solution to all the files.... I will post about that tomorrow..... too much to explain now- my sinus meds are kicking in:)

I am trying to get a good pic  of me to post.....so I was "schmoozing" for the camera....by myself...in my classroom the other day.
My oldest son was R.E.A.D.Y. to go home. I told him to wait until I got a good one....
He stomped off and told his brother that "we are never leaving!".....Can you feel the love?

And last
but DEFINITELY NOT least- my pal Staci {no, I have not begun talking about myself in third person....the Staci thinks that's weird}
anyhoo
Staci has some awesome  stuff that is DYING TO be given away! BUT she won't do it until she reaches 100!
She is 6 away!!!!! So quit reading this!
Go here:



and follow her!


And I am not just saying this because I want to win, I can't win....she has asked me to participate!!!!
So go....


now...


You'll be glad you did!
(and I only put poop in the title because the word makes me crack up and I love that I have a label for it in the sidebar!!!!!!)