Attack Of The Killer Moths

It's that time of year when, as I'm sitting at the kitchen table with the slider open, eating breakfast and blogging, when some moth, which has been fattening up all summer, enters my house, beams me in the head and freaks me the f&^k out! I mean, every morning! You'd think I'd do something different to prevent this happening! I did turn out the light above me this morning after the mother of all moths bounced off my face 13 times (while I screamed, "JIM! GET HIM! GET HIM! KILL HIM!!!) So annoying.

Jimmy finally took my car in for an oil change, brake inspection and tire rotation. The guy said my brakes have hardly any wear on them...I told Jim that's because I try never to stop. HAHA!

I'm finishing Hamlet with the kids today, which I'm happy about for two reasons. 1) It means that for the next week and a half, I won't have to "teach" (bc they'll be doing review, the test and then watching the movie) and 2) I'm sick of being tortured with these kids reading aloud and struggling through simple English with their 1st, 2nd, or 3rd grade reading level. I know that's mean but it gets trying when you're trying to beat the bell. I've got one kid who throws in an "uh" every few words..."To uh be uh or not uh to be uh that is the uh question." I'm all like, "STOP THROWING IN 'UH'!" (No I didn't do that.) What I am happy about is how these kids, who really do suck at reading, just don't care and always volunteer to take a part in the play. Makes me so happy that they try!

You know what Scout likes to do? He likes to bite on hands and feet that are under blankets. He and Jim have a routine every morning: Jim grabs a blanket to sit and watch TV in the recliner and Scout sits at his feet playing with his them...biting them. Of course Jim, who is the most ticklish foot guy I know, yells/giggles the whole time, "He's biting my toes! He's biting my toes." It makes me smile and Scout wags his tail harder than at any other time when he's doing this. Love those boys.

Oh, and if you're wonder what Boo does during this whole show: He's running in circles from the kitchen to the living room to the dining room and back again with his duck in his mouth. He'll do it about 5 or 6 times before finally settling down and sucking on his stuffed duck. He's a kook.

What else? Nothing. Mom reminded me that today is Constitution Day which means I'm supposed to teach about the Constitution. I'll figure something out when I get to school. I'm sure it will involve a little Schoolhouse Rock and some word searches...maybe some extra credit opportunities.

Okay well, time to get a move on. Happy Tuesday! Later!