I'll explain the title to this post in a minute. But first, my normal updates: I'm awake. I'm fed. Sami is walked. I've run on the old mill and now, here I am at the computer posting.
Oh, so here's a funny: Yesterday I get home from Columbus. I'm, of course, greeted at the door by an ecstatic Sami and Bubba (although, I don't know that Bubba actually gets ecstatic...more like awake...hee hee). Anyway - I go to the sliding glass door of the kitchen where Sami has run to be let out. As I'm opening the door and she's tearing ass out there, I realize there are two squirrels (dumb ass squirrels I should add) on the deck. (Sami wasn't happy to see me, she was happy to finally have a chance to taste squirrel.) So I watch the squirrels scatter and Sami goes running across the deck to run down the stairs and into the yard. One squirrel managed to skedaddle but the other ran straight for the fence line (which, I should explain, is made of simple straight boards, about 5 1/2 feet tall with nothing to grab hold of...if you're a squirrel). So he runs and tries to jump up the fence, misses, runs a little farther along the fence line, jumps to try and hurdle over, misses and all the while, Sami is getting closer and closer (this all happens in the space of about 5 seconds). I realize that "OH SHIT!" Sami is going to catch this squirrel so I pop out on the deck and yell, "SAMI! NO!!!" And she stops dead in her tracks, turns around and comes back to me...allowing the squirrel to live another day. Amazing. Such a good girl!
Oh, and then, after all that, about a half hour later I look over at the deck (I was eating lunch at the kitchen table) and there on the deck is a chipmunk! Sami saw it and begged to be let out. He ran under the deck steps and escaped before I let her out. What is wrong with these freakin' rodents?! Did they suddenly forget that a crazy dog lives here?! I mean she runs after those squirrels EVERY DAY! They must have some big freakin' acorns (get it) to just flaunt themselves right in front of her face!
Okay now, on to explaining the title of this post: So I'm in Columbus and my cell phone rings and I see it's school. So I answer and it's the school secretary. She's calling to let me know that the teacher schedules have been mailed and HH wanted her to call us to let us know that we are in fact moving rooms (YAY!!!) and not to freak that a different room number would be listed. However, (of course), it isn't going to be the awesome, giant room we were told we would be moving to. Nope, we'll be moving to the room across the hall from us and the woman who has been in there will be getting the awesome, giant room. Now, let me say that I'm so happy just to be getting out of the room we've been in...it has a whole WALL of windows, is at least 50% bigger than the room we've been in and best of all, there isn't a door to the boys bathroom in our new room (no more do I have to listen to every freaking kid and male teacher defecate). That being said, why can't HH just throw us a freakin' bone for FREAKIN' ONCE!? I mean, what is the reasoning behind moving TWO teachers? This is so stupid! It gives more work for the custodians, screws us and shows, once again, that he's a freakin' liar who can't stick by anything he says (he had said in a teachers meeting that there would be 1 room move for next year). There really can be NO other reason for not giving us the room other than not wanting us to be happy and getting something good. Oh well, I shouldn't complain. And really, I'm not complaining about the room we'll be in, I'm complaining about him being such an ass! I shouldn't have expected anything else.
Okay well, that's all I've got. Today is pretty cloudy and dreary so I'll probably just hang, sew, and watch TV...BB started last night...so happy! K - I'm out...time for my smoothie! Later!
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