Friday's Letters

With my brain a jumbled up mess full of anxiety and nerves and excitement and worry and happiness, I figured it better to write another "whatever pops in my head post".  Enjoy.

Dear Karma... If there was ever a time I needed to cash in all of my bonus points with you, now would be that time.  I'm not in the business to pray just to get stuff I want, nor would I even joke about making deals with the devil.  But, you my friend?  You are the one I can come to at a time like this and ask for help.  I know over the years that I've made a few karmatic stumbles... but I think I've done a pretty good job of keeping my tally on the plus side.  If there's a few extra good juju points to give... please let me have them now.

Dear Obstacles... You know who you are.  I'll openly admit that I'm not the best obstacle jumper in the world - but you can bet your last dollar that I'm going to do everything in my power to swiftly and gracefully jump over each one of you in the next few weeks.  Just promise that there'll be no cheating and trying to trip me as I go.  That just wouldn't be a very nice thing to do.

Dear Sore Throat... OK, you can leave now.  Either take away my voice or move along.  Don't sit in idle giving me false hopes that you're starting to ease off and then make yourself known when I have a fit of sneezes or yawns.  Who ever heard of only having a sore throat when you sneeze or yawn?  That's just silly. You can go find someone else to torture, now.

Dear Seasonal Allergies.... Couldn't you at least wait until the first day of spring actually gets here before you start knocking at my door?  We have two days of nice weather and my nose lights up like Rudolph's.  I guess if it's just going to be a runny nose, I can live with it.  But, I don't want any funny business happening with swollen eyes.  OK?

Dear Daffodils.... Thank you for popping up all over the place and putting a smile on my face.  I just don't know what it is about you that I love so much.  Maybe it's your sunny color.  Maybe it's your funky looking flower head.  I don't know, but I know that just the sight of a bunch of daffodils sends warm and tinglies to my heart.  There's a very good reason you are my favorite flower... because no other flower has that affect on me.

Dear Warmer Weather.... How nice of you to finally join us!  You are staying for a while, right?  This isn't one of those situations where you pop in for a short visit and then go away again, is it?  I just don't think I could stand it if you teased me with your warm embrace just to run out on me again.  And yes, I know I'm the person that loves winter.  I know I'm the person that usually expresses my love and desire for snow and cold.  But, I figure if I'm ever going to cheat on anyone - it will be the seasons.  Let's you and I have a fling!  We can have some fun while you're warm and enjoyable and fun.  Then, once you start getting too hot for me to handle - it will be time to call our relationship quits.  But, then again, there may be a pool helping me out this year...so our relationship has the potential of turning in to more than just a fling.  No promises, though.

Dear New Bathing Suit... I finally got to take a good look at you last night, and I really liked what I saw.  You're cute, colorful, and fun looking.  I'm a little nervous about actually trying you on, though, because you are beautiful right now - probably won't be so much when you're covering what I've got to cover.  But, if Karma and Obstacles work with me - I'll try hard to get to working on improving that situation.

Dear Awesome Students... Thank you so much for being much better behaved this week.  Apparently it does pay off to yell and whine and act like a 5 year old to get what you want.  Me doing those things, that is.  I yelled and whined - you listened.  And I appreciate that.  I just can't wrap my head around the fact that in 43 short days, our time together will be over.  No.  I can't talk about it.  Can't even think about it.  Already feel the tears.  We'll just leave it at that...and move forward through these next few weeks happy.

And, that's it for me for one day.... I'm so glad it's Friday!

Friday's Letters

Dear Sweet, Sweet Students in my Class:  I understand that getting a new student is fun and exciting.  It is NOT, however, a reason to act like a bunch of wild animals all day long.  Not now, or have we ever, been allowed to run around the classroom, yell across the room, call out uncontrollably when I'm talking, walk down the hallway in a pack, or get on the computer and play games that are inappropriate.  Try acting like that again today, I dare you!

Dear Weather:  Another winter without accumulating snow.  Really?  It's just not fair!  I should not be allowed to hear about states further up north that are getting blasted by snow and blizzard warnings when I'm debating whether or not to even take a jacket to work.  You realize that this warm weather is going to lead to another grasshopper invasion, don't you?  What if they come back this year smarter, more organized?  They are going to take over, I tell you!  Some harsh snow would fix that.. but nooooo... you give it all to the north.  Totally NOT FAIR!

Dear Peanut, Butter, and Jelly:  I'm just about at the end of my rope with this house and your rooms looking like an indoor rummage sale that has been rummaged till it can be rummaged no more.  When I can't even walk from the living room to the kitchen without tripping over stuff, or walk in to one of your rooms and I'm met with a barricade of clothes at the door - something's got to give.  And I have a feeling you'll be giving me your cell phones, iPods, and Innotabs for a while.

Dear IRS:  I don't care what anybody says about you, I'm totally loving you right now.  I filed my taxes a week ago, and my refund has already been deposited in to my bank.  A week!  That's flippin' amazing!  The best part?  I didn't have to pay an OUTRAGEOUS fee to a tax preparer in order to get my money that fast... I did it all by myself.  For free.

Dear Blogging Sense of Humor:  Where have you been?  Looking over what I've just written, it appears you only start to poke your head out when I appear to be angry and disgruntled.  Is that the secret?  Am I too happy to be funny?  No.  That can't be right, can it?  Seriously?  I do?  I have to be mad in order to come off the slightest bit funny?  What's with asking all these questions?  I'm losing my mind, I tell you!

Dear Weekend:  You have come so quickly!  I feel a little dizzy with how quickly this week has flown by.  While I would love to do nothing but lay on the couch all weekend, you seem to have a lot in store for me.  Dinner with P-Momma, shopping with Peanut, and all of that normal weekend stuff like grocery shopping.  I'm excited for you to be here, really I am.  But, I'll be a lot more excited this time next week - when I'm celebrating a 4 day weekend! OH YEA!

Dear Me:  Tough day yesterday, huh?  I know you wanted to cry like a baby who had their chew toy taken away... but you didn't.  You stood tall and strong.  You didn't let the crazy of the day buckle you at the knees and place you in a fetal position.  As much as you felt it happening with every minute that ticked away.  You go in there strong today.  You be mean if you have to be.  OK, not mean... firm, how's that?  You show them who's the boss.  You make it clear that you won't tolerate the shenanigans of yesterday.  (Shenanigans is a funny word, isn't it?)  You take away extra recess and Fun Friday if you have to - and you won't feel guilty about it.  Just keep reminding yourself that you love each one of those kids as if they were your own.  And if one of your own acted the way that bunch did yesterday, you'd put your foot down and give them consequences for their actions.  You don't worry about how they feel at the end of the day, or if they go home not liking you very much.  They have a whole weekend to get over it.  You are a great teacher because you care so much, I get that... but caring also means making tough decisions and choices that may make you come off looking like the bad guy.  And that's OK.  Next week is a new week, a shorter week, and maybe they'll think twice before acting that way again.  Maybe.  Right?

Friday's Letters

Welp, Christmas is officially over, so it's time to start getting back to my regular scheduled programming.  Before I start thinking about plans for the new year, I'm going to write my last Friday's letters for 2012.

Dear Santa...  Thank you for such a wonderful Christmas.  This was one that will definitely go down in the history books as being one of the best we've ever had.  The kids were so happy with their gifts, I was so happy they were so happy, and everyone got along and had a great time.  I couldn't have asked for any more than I got, because it was absolutely perfect.

Dear Time... PLEASE slow down a little.  I've been off work for over a week, but it feels like I've only had a couple of days off work.  It's been go, go, go since the last day of school, and I can't believe I only have 5 more days left of my break.  I haven't even started doing any work to prepare for going back to school...and that's going to take me a couple of days.  I'd really appreciate it if you could just take it easy for a few days, and let me enjoy some of this time off.

Dear Weatherman... You told us all that there was going to be a pretty significant snow storm on Christmas.  I asked for you NOT to make that happen, because I did NOT want to have to travel in snow.  Somehow, I got my wish and not a single snow flake fell from the sky.  As I sat and watched the radar tell everyone that 2-4" of snow should be falling, we somehow managed to avoid it all.  You have no idea how thankful I am for that - but now I'd really like you to deliver some hefty snow on New Year's Day.  I don't have to travel - and giving me just enough snow to give me a few more days of Christmas break would just be swell.

Dear Tooth... Please stop hurting!  That is all.

Dear Housecleaning Fairy... I would really love it if you could make a little trip to my house.  No matter how much I try and put stuff away and get my house back to normal, it just doesn't want to cooperate.  My vacuum cleaner is just about on it's last legs and that's no good when there's so many carpets that need a good vacuuming.  I could really use your help right about now... if you have the time.

Dear New Year's Resolutions... I know I've said this time and time again, but I really want to stick with you this year.  I've got a nice list going that I plan to reveal to the world pretty soon - but I need some support with sticking to them.  2012 was the year a lot of my dreams came true...but 2013 needs to be the year I finally fulfill some of the other lifelong ambitions I've had for years, now.  It would be really great if this time next year I was checking off everything on that list of mine and celebrating all that I've accomplished.  We can do that, right?  Let's hope so.

Dear Everyone that Reads My Blog... I hope you had a wonderful Christmas.  I want to take this opportunity to thank you for your continued support you've shown me through this year.  I know I've changed routine, changed my content, and changed my whole blogging persona - but I'm still finding myself, and this blogging journey has really helped me do that.  I have lots of wonderful things planned for my blog in 2013...and changing the name is NOT one of them.  I finally feel comfortable with the way I've got my blog laid out, and just need to move forward with my life and plans.  Not giving too much away about my resolutions, I will say that you are involved with that list.  I want to go back to being interactive with my blog followers, and I know that a lot of that has to do with interacting with the blogs that I read.  It's not fair to ask people to read and comment here when I rarely make any comments on your blogs.  That will be changing soon.  Until then, I hope you have a wonderful new year...and will talk to you all again, soon!

Friday's Letter... TO SANTA

Dear Santa,

It's me again.  One of your loyal subjects, devoted to preserving a magic set forth at Christmas time by you.  I wrote to you last week asking that you try your best to spread some magic in the households of each of my students.  I have to say that I'm pretty upset that I got an email this week telling me that the small Christmas presents I ordered for each of my students are now on back order and won't be available until after Christmas.  Not really a great way to help me out there, Big Guy.

I know it's not your fault, and you can't possibly control the goings on of a company - but now that they won't be getting that little something from me, it's even more important that you help me out with that request I sent you last week.

This week, I do have a few small things I want to ask for completely for myself.

1.  Please make time go by faster!  This week has been the longest week ever and I just need to you to push the fast-forward button a little next week so that the first three days of the week fly by and put me on Christmas break.

2.  Please send me an elf to borrow to wrap gifts.  Wrapping gifts is fun, for a while, but it soon gets kinda boring.  I would love a little elf helper that can come and get it all over with for me.

3.  Please sprinkle some Christmas spirit over my children so that they stop arguing with each other and get along...even if it's just for the short time between now and Christmas.

4.  Please sprinkle some of that Christmas spirit on me at work and help me get out of this funk of dragging around the school looking like someone just stole my puppy.  Everyone knows I'm tired and I'm ready for Christmas Break, but I don't have to be so obvious about it.  I need to buck up and make the most of the last few days - and have fun.

5.  Read my letter, have a little chuckle to yourself, do what you can, but don't take any effort away from helping out with my last letter.  Seriously, I'd much rather go on with days that last forever than to take one second of your attention away from making a kid's Christmas special.

Writing these little letters to you really helps remind me what I have in my life, and what I need to be thankful for each and every day.  Boo-hoo I want it to be Christmas break.  Doesn't everyone?  I should be thanking all things holy that I even get a Christmas break and have plenty of time to spend with my family.  Many people aren't that lucky.  Some won't even get Christmas day off to spend with their loved ones.  Who am I to complain, whine, or ask for anything?

Alright, I need to go and get ready for work.  Thankfully, there is a giant Christmas celebration going on this afternoon...so that is bound to keep me excited and full of Christmas spirit.

Thanks for taking the time to read this - I know how busy this time of year is for you.

Friday's Letters....To Santa!!!

Dear Santa,

I want to start out by saying that I'm sorry you won't be getting as much attention this year as you're used to getting.  I can't believe that after 12 long years, I will finally get a little credit for the Christmas I'm giving my kids.  While it breaks my heart that my oldest two kids don't believe in you anymore, I can't help but wonder if knowing that they know I'm the one buying all the gifts doesn't make Christmas that little more exciting.

The good news is, you still have one child in the house that is counting on you to really deliver for her this year.  No pun intended.  She's so excited about seeing you on Saturday and giving you a run down on the things she wants for Christmas.  She was mesmerized by the video that you sent her, and now that her birthday is over, you're all she's thinking of.

This has really been a fantastic year.  I've been so blessed by so many things that I really can't think of anything to ask you for - for myself.  I know it's kinda cliche, but I will perfectly content watching my children open up their gifts from you Christmas morning.  This year is going to be a great Christmas regardless of how much stuff is under the tree.  Everyone in my house has a lot to be thankful for, so the gifts are just an added bonus.

This week, I challenged the kids in my class to write about something they'd buy for someone else - if they could.  I was pleasantly surprised by some of the papers I read.  All of the kids in my class have such good hearts.

I've decided, being that they were so good at writing about it, I would write to you with the same request.  Instead of asking for something for myself, this week and next week I would pick someone else to ask for.

This week, I'm going to ask for something for my entire class.  Yes, I know that's technically 18 "somethings", but I'm grouping them all up and asking for the same thing for all of them - so that makes it easier.

Being a first year teacher, I was so nervous about my first class.  Would I get a class full of kids that have terrible behavior issues?  Would I get a class full of kids that hate school?  Would I get a class full of kids that hated me?  And you know what?  I didn't get any of that.  I couldn't ask for a better first year class than the class I have right now.

Each child in my classroom has such a big heart.  They work together, help each other, and do everything asked of them.  They appreciate the efforts of their hard work, and the rewards that are bestowed on them from me.  These are kids that are perfectly content with hearing a "good job" from me to boost their motivation and spirits.  Which makes it that much sweeter when I can reward them with parties and candy and extra recess time.  Stuff like that is like winning the lottery for them.

Each child in my class has a different story.  They come from different homes, different cultures, different surroundings, but when we're together?  We're one big, happy family.

That's why, I would like to request that you make a special visit to each one of them this year.  I'm not going to ask for specific items to take to them - but please send them back to me in January with wonderful stories to share about their Christmas experience.  They all deserve to have a good Christmas - and that doesn't necessarily mean getting a bunch of gifts.  Give them a Christmas experience without having to wonder if they'll get a Christmas dinner.  Make sure there's no fighting or arguing taking place anywhere near them.  Give them the gift of spending time with the ones they love.  And if you can swing a nice gift for each one of them?  Well, that would really be A-OK with me.

Just as I do with my biological children each year, I'm going to try and help you out just a little by at least giving them a little something before they head out for Christmas break.  It won't be a lot - but it will be something.  Something they can unwrap, enjoy, and tells them that I'll be thinking of them while we're gone.

These kids have done so much for others already this year.  They've put their own money in to fundraisers that's taken place, they've rallied together to provide treats for a holiday party for each other, they know how to give -that's for sure.  Now, I'd really like to see them receive some of the receiving benefits.

While I'm enjoying time with my family this Christmas, every single one of those kids in my classroom will be in my heart and mind.  I'll be thinking of them, hoping that their Christmas is just as special and wonderful as mine.  I'm counting on you to help make that happen.

Alright, I think I've made my point.  I'll let you ponder on this for a while - until next Friday, when I come back with my next letter.

Send my regards to Mrs. Claus, the elves, and give the reindeer an extra carrot from me.

Friday's Letters

Dear Dreams... Thanks for being much nicer to me last night.  I was a little nervous about going to bed last night, but you took care of me and gave me a great night of rest.

Dear Santa... Get ready.  Starting next Friday, my "Friday's Letters" post is going to be a special "Friday's Letters to Santa" for the remaining Fridays between then and Christmas.  I'm looking for some fun ways to spruce up the blog for Christmas - and I think a few letters to you will be the perfect way to do that.

Dear Motivation... Where are you?  We still have 14 days of work before Christmas break, yet you decided to go on vacation about a week ago.  You need to get your behind back here to me so that we can get through the next 14 days together.  Yes, I know you're excited and you're just ready for Christmas to hurry and get here... but you're going to have to suck it up.  I can't do these next couple of weeks without you.

Dear Inner Scrooge... There's not an ounce of my blood that wants to hold an inner Scrooge.  The way you've been ranting and raving at these kids the past couple of days because they're not focused and they need to pay better attention and that you're tired of repeating yourself over and over is getting a little out of hand.  I just can't allow you to interfere with my Christmas spirit one bit.  I am going to remind myself over and over that these kids just aren't interested in learning about subjects and predicates again, or what compound sentences are, or the bazillion steps to solving multiplication problems.  In order for all of us to get through, I'm just going to have to bring out my inner Christmas spirit and make the learning as fun as possible.  That means, Inner Scrooge, it's time to pack your bags and get on out.  I won't be hearing from you again.

Dear Frustration Level...  OK, I just explained to my inner Scrooge that I just can't allow any form of negativity around me while I'm trying to teach these kids just a mere 14 days before Christmas break.  Unfortunately for you, that also means that I'm going to have to lower you down to a non existent level.  I'm making it a personal goal that I won't allow myself to get frustrated one more time between now and Christmas. 

Dear Weatherman... Long time no talk!  So, I'm taking the kids to the zoo tomorrow to celebrate Jelly's birthday.  Yes, I'm fully aware that it's the beginning of December - but I'd really appreciate it if you could help us out and give us a semi warm day.. just for tomorrow.  I don't want hot, I just don't want freezing cold.  I know, I know, I've been wanting colder weather.. and now that it's here I'm asking for warmer weather.  But, it's just for one day.  I promise I won't bother you any more for the rest of this year if you could just do this one little thing for me, K?

Dear People on Facebook Complaining About the Whole Happy Holidays Ordeal - Again... I just can't believe that I'm seeing so much of this AGAIN.  Now that the election is over, you all just had to find something else to whine and complain about, didn't you?  The most wonderful time of the year is not a time to start fighting with people over the correct way to greet someone.  This time last year, I wrote an entire blog post about this very subject.  It just burns my britches that some of you think that people would be offended by being greeted by a total stranger based on a holiday that's celebrated.  If you are someone that would get offended because I went out of my way to wish you Merry Christmas instead of Happy Holidays, then you need to check yo' self!  A greeting is a display of courtesy.  I don't know a single person that would give a greeting to someone with the intent to offend or upset.  Regardless of your religious beliefs, if someone wishes you well this holiday season - freakin' plant a smile on your face, thank them, and move on.  Geez, it just seems like no one can just be happy.  There's always something that's got to be fought over.

Dear Me... It's been a tough week.  Huh? Yesterday was the first time in a long time that you actually felt like crying.  To hear from any student that they think you hate them or that you are mean is tough to hear - especially when you hear it from two students in one day.  You know that isn't you.  Yes, you are firm.  Yes, you have high expectations.  Yes, I know you care and that you want the best for these kids.  But, at the end of the day, you have to take a step back and look at what you're doing - not at what they are not doing.  If they aren't "getting it" for the bazillionth time of talking about it - then something is wrong with the way you're teaching it.  You know that.  I don't have to tell you.  You are starting to fall in to that trap, again, of doubting your ideas and practices and trying to conform to the practices of others.  You see how much your kids' eyes light up when you're reading to them and discussing the story and breaking apart the stuff that's happening in the book.  Why on earth, then, do you feel like you have to shy away from that to fill out grammar worksheets or study guides for a reading skill?  You have learned through your very short time at teaching that kids learn best through doing.  When they are seeing and applying the stuff they are supposed to learn - they want to do it, they understand it better.  I am challenging you to walk in to that school this morning and take back your confidence.  You remind those kids your mission, you promise them that you're going to make things better... and then YOU DO IT.  I'm counting on you to get through this - and so is every kid in your class.  You are NOT a mean teacher.  You are a great teacher who sometimes cares a little too much.  Just channel that frustration and desire for them to succeed... and run with it.  I have full faith in you.

Saturday's Letters... Because I Am a Day Behind and Need to Catch Up

I know, I know... I'm supposed to do a Friday's Letter post.  But, if you were here yesterday, you'd know that my internet was out on Thursday - so I had to do my Thankful Thursday post yesterday.  I could have just forgotten my Letter's post or do it today.  You can see which I decided.

Dear Pathogens... You were something we learned about in class this week.  And that caused my kids to apparently get all excited and share their pathogens with everyone.  Including me.  I've had four kids out sick this week - one of which insisted on coming to school with no voice and not feeling well a day before missing a day.  Thanks to you floating around from one kid to the next, you've now found your way to me.  Why is it that you always decide to pay me a visit on Fridays?  Don't you think I have better stuff to do on my weekends besides being sick?  I do!  I'll make that perfectly clear for you.  I have lots to do this weekend, and having a stuffed up nose and sore throat doesn't exactly make that any easier.

Dear Photography Studio That Took Pics of Jelly Yesterday... WHY did you have to take such wonderful photos of Jelly leading me to spend WAY too much money on photos?  I walked in to the door just certain I wasn't going to spend an outrageous amount of money on photos.  And then what do I do?  Spend an outrageous amount of money on photos.  CURSE YOU!  But, when you pulled out this from your bag of tricks, it's no wonder I caved...

They are the most adorable pictures I've ever seen!  I just couldn't stop myself from buying the biggest package you had.  And now I have to figure out what I'm going to do with all of those photos.  Thanks a lot!

Dear Portable North Pole Website... Thank you for helping me boost the magic for Jelly again this year.  Even though Peanut and Butter have moved out of "believing" territory, it's still nice to have one kid who still believes in Santa.  Getting a personalized video using her name and photos really helps boost her spirits and excitement about the upcoming holidays.  I now have some great ammunition in my tool box to get her to clean up her toys - for the next couple of weeks, anyway. 

Dear House... I found out this morning that my family isn't coming for Thanksgiving.  Now, I know you think that means you won't have to go through that deep clean I've been talking about for the past couple of weeks.  But, think again.  Just because I'm not hosting a big Thanksgiving this year, doesn't mean that I won't be celebrating... in a clean house!  Thanksgiving is not just about having family over and eating an outrageous amount of food - it's also about being the day I put up my Christmas decorations.  Which, in my book of rules, clearly states has to be done in a clean house.  So, get ready.  Prepare to have all of your creases and crevices deeply cleaned.  Soon.

Dear Me... It came as a bit of a shock hearing that you won't be hosting Thanksgiving this year.  You've done it for the past four years, and now you won't be.  Even though you feel a little relieved, especially in the money department, you are a little disappointed also.  Don't worry.  Just because you won't have people coming over doesn't mean you can't still cook up a storm and enjoy the day.  It will just be that more sentimental.  Your first Thanksgiving with just your closest family members.  Get all of the kids involved.. make it a special day.  Enjoy yourself.  You don't have to be hosting guests for it to be an important day.  Remember that.

Dear New Casino... I'm so excited to get to experience bingo with you today.  It's been a while since I've played.  My gut is telling me that I'm probably not going to win - because the extra money sure would be nice right about now with the holidays coming... and I never actually win when I could really use the extra money... but it's the experience I'm most looking forward to.  It's been so long since I've spent some quality alone time with my mom, and I've really felt us drifting apart over the past few months.  I need a day out, where I'm having a good time and catching up with my mom.  I'm looking to you to provide that.

Dear Internet Explorer... It looks as though I'm back to using you.  I know I ditched you for Mozilla a few months ago, but that's because you weren't giving me what I needed.  It now appears that you've stepped up your game, and Mozilla was driving me nuts.  Don't let me down.

Dear Me Again... You need to get your behind off the computer and go and get ready.  Now.

Friday's Letters

Dear Weekend... I have a lot of fun planned for you and I.  There will be dining, and shopping, and snuggling, and relaxing.  I promise to show you a good time, if you promise to make Sunday one of those days where I can get everything done in a short amount of time.  Thankfully, I have most of my work finished this week - I know, shocking, right?  I worked hard this week just to ensure that you and I could spend some quality time together - enjoying every moment.  I know, I'm just as excited as you are.

Dear Sanity and Hope... I can't freakin' wait for our lunch date tomorrow.  I've been counting the days down all week to be able to see you both.  A girls afternoon out is just what I need.  We can catch up, share our school stories, and make those realizations that we're all grown up and have accomplished our dreams.

Dear People Who Continue to Whine About the Election on Facebook... It's over, people.  It's time to move on.  Surely you can find something else to complain about.  Christmas is coming - that's an issue that can divide our country.  Half of the country is probably excited, while the other half is dreading it.  That's the type of situation you all love, right?  Those of you that are excited can post about how great Christmas is going to be, how much shopping you have to do, and how much you're excited - while the other half can complain how commercialized Christmas is, how much it's moved away from it's true meaning, and how you're sick of hearing about it..even though you post about it every five seconds.  Ready?  GO!

Dear Blog Sponsors... For two years I ran a weight loss blog, and I had maybe one or two sponsors approach me to do giveaways, sample products, etc.  Now, since no longer running a weight loss blog, I've had over half a dozen approach me in just the past couple of weeks.  What gives?  Is this some kind of sign from a higher power I should be paying attention to?  I would love to try and blog about new weight loss products, host a giveaway, and other super fun stuff - but now, in good conscience, I can't.  Because that's not what I do anymore.  I don't have that kind of traffic anymore, for one, and it just wouldn't be right to partake in activities that would lead people to believe that I'm back to blogging about weight loss.  Where were you all this time last year?  Not to blame my defeat on anyone or anything but myself, but I know things would have been a lot more exciting had I had a few more sponsors approach me with incentives and gifts for doing what I was doing.

Dear Creators of SongPop, Hangin' with Friends, and Draw Something... Thank you for providing me with a few fun games that take my mind off the hustle and bustle of everyday life.  I have several games on my phone and iPad - but you three games are the ones I love the most.  Simply because they take just a couple of minutes to play.  I moved away from playing games on my phone for a long time because they started to bore me - but I've decided to rekindle our friendship and give you all another chance at keeping me entertained. 

Dear People Who Have Gone Out or Plan to go Out and Purchase the Board Game 'Words With Friends'... Not to pop your bubbles or anything, but many years ago a game was created that you may enjoy.  It's called Scrabble.  It's a game where you create words with tiles, get extra points by placing letters on certain squares on the board and using letters that have a higher point value.  Sound familiar?  Oh, wait.. that's because Words with Friends is Scrabble.  Unless I'm missing something.  I can totally see why you would want to pay $20 for Words with Friends instead of paying $10 for Scrabble.  Scrabble just isn't cool anymore, right?

Dear Me... The past couple of weeks have been pretty awesome, am I right?  You seem to be a lot happier, less stressed, and more focused on the plans and goals you have for yourself and the kids in your class.  I know that you've put in a lot of time and effort creating the units you're now using in your classroom - but you're seeing the payoff for your hard work.. and that's what makes it all worth it.  It means a lot when you wake up each morning excited about the day ahead.  While you still have moments of feeling a little overwhelmed, just remember to take one day at a time.  You got in to this career for a reason - because you wanted a job that you were excited about going to every day.  I think we can both agree that has happened for you.  Just keep doing what you're doing.  It's getting to that time of year that makes you all giddy and excited...and you just run with that.  Life is good.  

Dear November...And Other Friday Letters

Dear November.... WELCOME!! I'm so happy that you are here.  You are my second favorite month, behind December.  That's because you are so closely related to the reasons December is my favorite month - the cold weather comes AND I can't start planning for Christmas.  You also happen to be the month in which Thanksgiving takes place, and the month people start posting daily Facebook statuses sharing what they are thankful for.  I like that idea, but remembering to post every day is hard for me.  I was planning on doing a special post yesterday on here to kick off a Thankful Thursday segment.. but I got sidetracked.  So, I figure instead of doing a daily Facebook status, I'll post a Thankful Thursday post for the rest of this month.  I still have three Thursdays left, so that should be plenty of time to get in everything that I'm truly thankful for in my life.

Dear Crochet Hook... Thanks for helping me out the past few days to help me create this:

It's my first ever Sock Monkey hat!  While it's not perfect (the mouth ended up a little crocked), I think I did a pretty darn good job being that I pieced together patterns and ideas from pictures.  One ear doesn't have the perfect "bowl" look like the other one - but all in all, I think it turned out really well...and it can only get better from here now that I know how to make one.  It only took me a few days of crocheting for about an hour a night.  I just hope that after Butter being on at me for so long to make him one, that he actually wears it.  It chaffs my behind when I make something as cute as this for one of the kids, and then it never sees the light of day.  Jelly now, of course, wants one.  So, I guess I'll be making her one next.  Get ready, cause I have lots more in store for you this winter, Hook.

Dear Spring Like Weather... I really don't know why you're here.  I got so excited when I started to feel the crisp morning air about a week ago - and started needing a jacket.  Then, all of a sudden, this week you've decided to move on in... and the afternoons I'm sweating because it's so darn hot.  OK, so 70 degrees isn't exactly hot, but it is for November.  It's time for you to go somewhere else and let Old Man Winter start making his way here.  Thanks.  Buh-Bye.

Dear Daylight Savings Time... You are like Christmas in November.  Getting a whole extra hour to sleep and still waking up around the same time is just fantastic.  Of course, now I have to explain to my cats what daylight savings is, so they don't wake me up at 5am instead of 6am this weekend.  With the week that I've had, I know that I need that extra hour...and I'm so ready to enjoy it.

Dear Fever Blister That Has Appeared on My Lip... Why is it that you always seem to appear when I have to have pictures taken?  Today is picture day because I wasn't at work the first time pictures were taken.  Now, my first picture in a yearbook as a teacher is going to feature me with a fever blister.  Great.  You just couldn't have held out for one more day, could you?  And you couldn't have appeared in the corner of my mouth or somewhere where I can do a good job of hiding you.  No.  You have to come in loud and proud - right smack dab in the middle of my top lip.  Thanks sooo much for that.  And in case you don't get sarcasm, I'm basically telling you that YOU SUCK!

Dear Sweet Children of Mine, Mostly Butter... I'm not sure if you realize this or not, but we are down to less than two months until Christmas.  It's not really the best time of year to start getting in to trouble.  I don't know how many times that I've told you - if you lie to me, I will find out.  And then once I catch you in a lie, you're going to get in trouble for it.  My advice for you would be to take your punishment and move on - not get yourself in to even more trouble by refusing to do your chores because "you're already grounded so it doesn't matter".  Oh, contrare my sweet child.  When you refuse to do your chores, I just add more time to your grounding.  It's a lose-lose situation for you.  And I know that you're going to get mad when you find out this morning that I'm adding two extra days to your grounding for not doing your chores.  But, try to remember that you are the one to make your choices in life... you are the one that has to face the consequences for your choices.

Dear Cleaning Fairy... YOU'RE FIRED!  I spent a couple of hours cleaning last weekend, and in a matter of two days my living room was back to looking like a tornado had flown through.  I just don't know how a house that only has children in it (awake) for a couple of hours a day can get so darned messy.  Are you having parties while we are all gone during the day?  That has to be it.  You're supposed to be making sure that once I clean the house, it stays that way.  At least for a little while.  Yeah, yeah, I know how messy my children are.  I know they are the ones that keep insisting on making so much mess.  But, it would be nice if you could show up now and then and make all that disappear.  The mess, not my kids.  Although....  No, just kidding!

Dear Weekend... Can you believe that we are going to get to spend time together that doesn't involve me sitting at the computer and working?  I know, doesn't seem possible does it?  I've managed to get all of my work done this week - so I don't have to do anything this weekend.  My plans are written, papers are graded.  I know, it is pretty amazing.  My hope is that I can get out of the house this weekend and possibly go see P-Momma.  I haven't seen her in a few weeks, and I'd love to go see her.  Oh, and I'm putting sleep on the agenda.  Lots of it.  Let's just see if I'm able to check that one off.

Dear Me... You need to go get ready for work.  As close as it may be, it's not the weekend just yet.  You still have a full day of work to get in.  So, get to getting.  K?

Friday's Letters

Dear Parents of Kids in My Class.... Thank you SO much for coming to conferences!  It was a great experience for me.  Except, now of course, I have to follow through on my word and give the kids a pizza party because we received 100% participation.  It felt really good to know that it meant a lot to the kids to have their parents come, and I was happily surprised at the great feedback I got from you all.  My ego grew about 8 sizes after hearing the wonderful compliments you gave me in regards to the reading and study habits you are seeing in your children.

Dear House... It's about dang time you started cleaning yourself.  I'm so tired of cleaning you and you just being dirty five minutes later.  I just have no motivation to deep clean, and when I do I feel like I'm wasting my time.  Then I get all grumpy when I walk in and you're a mess - and I end up hiding out in my office or my bedroom just so I don't have to look at you.  Get it together!

Dear Children That Live in This House... No matter how much I beg and plead, this house won't clean it's self.  And, it appears that you are the ones that make all the mess, yet throw hissy fits when I ask you to clean it.  Your father and I work long hours to make sure you have food in your tummies, water to take showers and wash your clothes, clothes to wear, and electricity to run all of your toys.  The least you can do is spend less than 30 minutes each day picking up after yourselves and washing a dish now and then.  Don't you dare whine and complain when I ground you and take away your computer time.  You don't want to help out around here, then we don't want to pay for you to enjoy your luxuries.  When you get a job and pay for those things yourself, then come back and talk to me.

Dear Dentist... Thank you so much for not ever making us wait when we come to see you.  It's so irritating to go to an appointment and then sit in a waiting room forever.  You are the only place I know where I can arrive ten minutes early and get called straight back.  Plus, my kids love coming to see you... which is just unheard of.  You are one of those people I just want to thank for making my life that much easier.

Dear Scholastic Book Clubs... Thank you so much for continuing to give me free money so that I can buy books for my classroom.  I don't know anywhere else that I can buy 32 books for $20.  And, yes, I understand that I said you give me "free" money, but I am totally fine with having to spend $20 to get a free $10.  Not only that, but I can buy my favorite chapter books for my entire class for $1 a book!  Once my order arrives, I will have 2 class sets of chapter books.  Oh, and now I have over 400 bonus points to spend.  You are like having Christmas in October.  As long as I am a teacher, I will be a customer of Scholastic.

Dear Jelly... I am so proud that you are already able to tie your own shoes.  I know you've been working on it for a couple of weeks now - and you finally are able to do it all by yourself.  Your brother and sister weren't able to tie their own shoes until they were about 6, and look at you doing it when you're only 4!  You continue to amaze me with how smart you are. 

Dear Wal-Mart... Hubby will cringe at this statement, but THANK YOU for providing me a way that I can give my kids a great Christmas and not have to pay for it until tax time.  I've saving my pennies like a good girl in the hopes of having some money put away for Christmas - and then you come along and give me a credit card that won't charge me any interest for 6 months.. so that I can buy now and pay it off in monthly installments without it costing me a ton of extra in interest.  I am not a fan of credit cards, and have kept the one credit card I own zeroed out each month.  I feel that I am responsible enough now to take on this extra credit without going crazy.  It just amazes me that for 5 years my credit has been too bad to get a credit card from you, and now that I have student loans and car payments coming out of my ears - I am now fit to apparently have credit with you.  Whatever.  I'm not going to complain about that now.  Just thanks for finally coming through for me.

Dear Me... I know it goes against everything you believe in to get another credit card.  That's a good quality to have, and one that you will continue to keep in your heart.  Don't think of this new credit card as "free money".  You know your limits, and you know what you can and can't afford to pay off in the next 6 months.  There's nothing wrong with financing a few things that you want to buy the kids for Christmas.  Keep saving money the way you have been, and if you have the money to pay off the card earlier - then you will.  At least now you know that you have some wiggle room with the saved money if you really need it.  You have worked hard to fix your credit and become more responsible with your budgeting.  Don't feel guilty about splurging just a little to give the kids a great Christmas.  They deserve it, too.  You have worked your tail off the past four years and you've waited even longer to have some financial stability.  Owning a credit card isn't going to destroy that for you - because you won't let it.  I know you, and know how you think.  Now, get to work so you can enjoy your weekend off!

Letters From the Heart...Or Something Like That

Dear Friday.... For the first time in a very long time, I haven't been down on my knees, praying to anything that would listen, for you to arrive.  Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you're here.  Who doesn't like Fridays?  All I'm saying is that this has been such a good week, I haven't been praying for you to hurry and get here.

Dear Whatever Is In the Air Making the Students CRAZY.... Please hurry up and do whatever it is you need to do and go away.  I don't know if it's the weather change, something in the water, or a full moon - but enough already!  My students have been loud, swirly, and just not their normal selves.  Except for the kids that are normally loud and swirly - those kids have been quiet and focused all week.  So, now I wonder if I'm asking for the right thing.  Hmm... decisions, decisions.

Dear Computer Police... I hope I don't get in to too much trouble for using the picture for today's post.  Yes, I clearly see the copyright in the bottom corner of the picture - but it was such a perfect picture to use.  I mean, who doesn't like using an adorable little red head writing a letter cartoon to look at before reading what I have to say?  Besides, it's really not my fault.  Search engines are all I need to find pictures like this one to use - and they even offer the option to copy the photo.  And they make a lot more money than I do.  So, go after them - k?

Dear Santa... You can bet your cheery red behind that this won't be the last time I write to you this year.  But, let me soak in for a second that this is the FIRST time I'm writing to you this year.  Look, I know you're busy - we are only 9 weeks away from Christmas after all, but I need your help.  I don't have a clue what to get for my kids this year.  I have to start thinking about this stuff now, or I'll wait until the last minute and run around stores like a crazy person (like over half of this country will do) trying to figure it out.  The oldest two kids don't really play with toys anymore, and the youngest has too many toys.  But, I am one of those crazy people that insists on having a big Christmas each year.  To the dismay of Hubby.  Any advice and suggestions would be greatly appreciated - and I'm going to need a response ASAP.  Can't wait around too much longer, you know.

Dear Person That Emailed Me Yesterday About My "Apparent Support for Obama"... First, I have never expressed my personal opinion or choice for either candidate.  What I said in my post yesterday was in response to someone else who had posted on their Facebook account about not being able to freely express their support for Romney without being bashed and then bashing someone who supported Obama.  That didn't mean I was picking one side or the other.  I was merely pointing out a stupid statement.  And regardless, whoever I support in the Presidential Campaign is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!  You are one of the people I was talking about. Trying to explain to me why Romney is so great and Obama is so wrong for this country isn't going to sway me in one direction or the other.  I'm actually a person who likes to research the different candidates and make my own choice.  Imagine that, right?  You decide who you support and stand by that decision without letting anyone interfere with that... and LET ME DO THE SAME! 

Dear Craft Fairs.... I'm having a really hard time deciding if I want to visit you this weekend.  I love going to craft fairs.  It gets me out of the house.  Let's the kids get some fresh air.  And I get to look at some awesome stuff that people have created.  My problem is, I always end up buying awesome stuff that people have created for way more than I should.  I'm really trying to save my pennies for Christmas, and I just have this horrible feeling that if I show up this weekend - I will waste a lot of pennies.  I just don't know what I should do.

Dear Secret Pal... Yes, I know that I have been a horrible Secret Pal.  I've only bought you one thing since the whole thing started.  Maybe I can find something for you this weekend when I visit the craft fairs.  Oh, wait.  I can't.  You see, I just wrote this letter to the craft fairs telling them that I won't be able to spend money there this year because of trying to save up for Christmas.  And then it took me all of 2 minutes to decide to look for something to buy.  Well, I will do what I can for you.  Maybe I can figure out a spending limit, or indulge in the ability of being able to control my spending.  Don't laugh.  That's not very nice!  Whatever I decide, I promise not to be such a sucky Secret Pal for the rest of the school year.

Dear Blog... So, I've been looking over the posts that I've made this week and I kinda think that my writing has gotten a little better.  Again.  I'm sure it's directly related to my new positive outlook on life that I've found - but whatever it is, it's better.  Don't you think?  I always under the impression that I wrote better when I was stressed.. because my writing was a good stress reliever.  Now, I'm starting to wonder if I write better when I'm not stressed and the writing just helps keep the stress at bay.  Have you noticed that we've had a few commenters this week?  How'd it feel getting some attention?  I don't know about you - but it felt great to me.  I promise that I will keep doing what I'm doing to keep added stress out of my life so that it doesn't affect you.  You're welcome.

Dear Me... Look at you feeling all confident and proud this week.  And all it took was taking a little more control over your lesson planning to get you here.  It just goes to show you how much you should listen to your head and your heart and just do what they both tell you to do without worrying what other people will think about it.  You've received a lot of great compliments this week and you've seen how much growth your students have made.  You're finally doing what you've dreamed of doing your whole life - coming up with great lessons to teach.  I love that you always try to think of other people first, and put your own agenda on the back burner so not to "ruffle any feathers", but sometimes you have to weigh the pros and cons.  With you just trying to "go with the flow", your students were suffering.  You knew that wasn't right and have started taking good measures to fix that.  Believe in yourself.  You are good at what you do.  Don't ever doubt yourself again.  The proof is in the pudding, my friend.  Mmmm... pudding.

Dear Life...

Dear Weather Man... BLESS YOU!!  Finally, the relief I have been wanting for months has arrived.  Gone are the uncomfortable temps and even the temps that weren't really uncomfortable, but still too darn hot to endure when there's no AC in my classroom.  I have been able to snuggle under my comforter each night, had to put on a light jacket each day, and I couldn't be happier with the mild fall like weather we've been having.  Keep up the good work!

Dear 4th Grade Teachers I Work With...  I've said this before and I'll say it again - thank you so much for being so supportive, helpful, and understanding during this very trying time of my life.  I really don't think I would have been able to make it through the past couple of weeks without you - and I'm not a person that would normally admit something like that.  I have felt a level of frustration I don't think I've ever felt before, but you have both been there each day to offer encouragement and support whenever I need it.  I truly feel that there was a cosmic force that brought me to your team, and no matter how defeated I feel - I know you'll be there to help get me through it.

Dear Peanut's Boyfriend's Mother... I don't think I can express in words how happy I am that our children have found each other...and for a totally selfish reason.  The friendship that has developed between us since our kids have started dating has been just what I've needed.  While I have an amazing team that I work with, it's so nice to have someone that I can talk to outside of work that can understand and relate to the frustrations and feelings I have each day.

Dear Evil Voice Inside My Head.... GO AWAY!  I am sick and tired of you showing up each day and trying to convince me that I'm not the teacher I think I am.  No matter how much you're able to get in there and spread your lies and doubt, I will defeat you!  Just because life isn't a sweet bed of roses doesn't mean I will ever give up.  The challenges and obstacles that are thrown my way each day just motivate me to do better - be better.  It may take me a little while to find my momentum, discover the path that I should be creating for the kids that I'm teaching - but I will get there.  You can absolutely count on that.

Dear Sanity... I am SO looking forward to our lunch together tomorrow.  I was sad I had to miss last week because I was sick, but I'm better now - and completely ready to see you!  I can't believe that it's been almost 3 months since we last saw each other.  That just can't happen!  With as much work as I have planned for this week, a lunch with you will be just what I need to get me through it.  I hope you're not going to be in any hurry, cause I have a feeling our lunch may take a while.  HA!

Dear Me... I don't need to really tell you what I'm about to tell you because you already know.  YOU GOT THIS!  If you got a classroom full of kids that knew everything or was able to learn everything with the first lesson, you'd get bored way too quickly.  Never stop telling yourself why you became a teacher:  To help kids.  What better way to do that than by working with the kids that you're working with?  Remind yourself that you was given these kids for a reason.  Follow your heart and those ideas that are swirling around in your head.  I know you feel like there just isn't enough hours in the day to do what you want to do... but you're going to have to get over that.  If it requires spending an entire night in front of the computer so that you can create all of the lessons and plans that YOU want to create - then DO IT!  You know what you have to do, you have all of the tools to do it.... time can't be an excuse to keep you from it.  Guess what?  The more time you waste trying to "just get by" is going to add up quickly and before you know it, it will be May and those kids will be expected to take a test to see how much you've taught them.  You know that test is coming, you know how important it is... do what you do and teach those kids!  I'm pretty sure you didn't spend hundreds of dollars on books and materials to use in your classroom just for them to sit there and collect dust while you try and "make do" with the stuff you're using now.  Stop doubting yourself.  Stop living in this little pity party you've created for yourself.  Stop allowing yourself to get frustrated and feeling defeated.  You have the power to change all of this.  Dig deep, find the power again, and start blasting!  I have full faith in you.

Dear Friday - The Other Love of My Life...

Dear Friday... I'm so glad you're here!  It's been a pretty tough, long week - but now you can make all of my problems disappear.  After getting home at 9pm last night, not getting in to bed until 10, and being woken up by a nose that's running like a faucet and a sore throat at 4:30 this morning.... I couldn't be more happier that in less than 24 hours I'll be able to sleep as much as I want!

Dear Runny Nose and Sore Throat...  GO AWAY!  I don't care if you're allergies, a cold, the flu, or cat hair that's somehow found it's way up my nose to cause me this suffering - but whatever it is I DON'T WANT IT!  And it just has to be one of those runny noses that's clogged on one side and running like mad on the other.  I woke up this morning thinking I had a nose bleed my nose was running so bad...only to find out it's just snot.  And then when I try and sniff, I can only sniff on one side.  SO FRUSTRATING!  I can't get sick now.  So, I guess if you're going to be anything - be allergies.

Dear Weather Man...  I just checked the weather, and you say that it's only supposed to reach a high of 53 degrees today.  And the temps aren't going to get much warmer than that all weekend.  I pray that of all the times that you can make mistakes - this weekend isn't one of them!  My idea of a perfect weekend - especially feeling as miserable as I do right now - would be chilly weather outside, a blanket on me, laying on the couch catching up on some TV.  Seeing that weather report has already lifted my spirits and made me feel so much better.  I'll owe you big time if you pull through for me this weekend.

Dear Principal That I Work For...  That greeting sounded terrible, I apologize.  But, I'm not really sure you want me using your real name.  Anywho, I just want to say that if you hadn't already blessed my life enough with making my dreams come true by hiring me - you continue to show me each day how blessed I am to have been given a job in your school.  Last night, you showed me how a community can come together and support a school.  Having a family night with the theme of "Ghost Stories Around the Camp Fire" was just genius.  I've been to some fun family nights before - but NOTHING compared to last night.  I've never seen so many people show up for a school event.  Real fire pits, roasting hot dogs and marshmallows on the fire, and ghost stories being told was amazing.  I've heard that there were 412 people that showed up last night -and that's just awesome!  I am so happy that you picked me to be a part of your team so that I can be a part of the big picture I can see you putting together for the students in our school.

Dear S'Mores.... I'm not a big fan, surprisingly enough.  I never thought there would be anything that involved chocolate that I wouldn't be a fan of.  But, I didn't care from them much before last night - and now I just don't even want to think about another s'more.  While I had such a great time last night, my job was to put together the "fixin's" for probably 300 s'mores.  Graham crackers, chocolate, marshmallow... repeat.  Over and over and over.  There's only so many times I can let those three things move across my hands before I just get sick of them.  And, I believe I've finally reached that point.  But, you brought happiness to a lot of kids and families last night - so I guess it was all worth it.

Dear Jelly.... I sure hope you're feeling well enough to stay at school today. I know you've been waiting for this day for a while - and I hate to think that you'll have to miss out because of not feeling good.  Today is your Trik-A-Thon where you will get to ride tricycles to raise money for St. Jude's Hospital.  It's all you've talked about for the past week, so I sure hope you have the strength to get through it today. 


Dear Me...  I know this has been a bit of an emotional week.  With Jelly being sick, having to go to volleyball games, new teacher meetings, and family night - you've spread yourself really thin.  You and I both know that you're feeling under the weather today because you're so exhausted.  Regardless of all that, you've had a very productive week.  You've stayed on top of your deadlines.  You don't have piles and piles of grading to get done today.  Your students seem to have done really well this week.  You deserve a weekend free from working...almost free from working.  I know that you'll want to plan this weekend, and that's OK.  But, promise me you won't go off on some kick of wanting to start new projects or start cleaning or any other crazy idea.  You just need to spend the next two days recharging.  You need to keep your plan of going to have lunch with Sanity tomorrow.  You need to get out of the house for a little while to do something for YOU.  But, other than that, keep your behind firmly planted in bed or on the couch.  That's what laptops and iPads were invented for if you insist on doing something with a computer.  Regardless of how much you always think you have to do, you won't be any good to anyone if you run yourself to the point of being so exhausted you end up out of work for a day or two because you're sick.  Promise me - Rest This Weekend!

Friday's Letters

Dear Wal-Mart...  Please, please, PLEASE train your cashiers to check the bag carousel after I load my cart with stuff so that I don't end up driving all the way home only to realize that I've left a bag.  Do you know how infuriating it is to drive all the way to the store for one specific item, buy a few extra things, and then come home missing the ONE SPECIFIC ITEM I went for?  Last night it was potato salad for today's pot luck at work.  That was a must have item.  I buy it, see that I've paid for it on my receipt and then get home without it.  So frustrating!  And it's not worth the gas money to drive the 15 miles back to your store to get it.  I'm either locked in to paying for it again at another store on my way to work, or paying the gas to drive all the way back to your store.  Either way I'm out about the same amount.  Not cool, Wal-Mart!

Dear Peanut... Why do you insist on having awesome moments at your games when I decide not to go?  The first game that I missed you guys won.  Your first - and only game so far - that you won.  Then, last night, I find out that you scored 14 points in a row with your serving.  I'm so happy for you, but so crushed that I didn't get to see it.  I also want to tell you that when the score of your game is 24-8 to them, and you bring your team up to 22 points before the other team scores the winning point that you have absolutely NOTHING to be upset about!  Losing is tough, but you made the other team lose by the skin of their teeth... that's a whole lot better than losing by 14 points.  I am so proud of you!

Dear Road Crew Working On Our Road...  What in the heck is wrong with you guys?  Do you know what you're doing to my driveway?  I have no idea why you feel the need to park your huge equipment down our private drive but you've torn so much crap up.  When I drive an SUV and still have problems getting over the piles of rock and debris left all over the place - something is seriously wrong.  And I understand that you have an easement to carve out a new driveway for us that leads in to an adjoining road... but if you think I'm driving over that rock pile you call a new driveway - you are sadly mistaken.  My Hubby drives a motorcycle, and there's no way he's going to be able to deal with all the mess and hazards you've created.  So, do me a favor, will ya?  Clean up all that mess.  Use those big, fancy trucks for good - not evil.  Clean up the piles of rock and tree debris that you've scattered all over the place.  Thanks!

Dear AC at Work...  I sure hope you decide to work for us today.  The past few days have been pretty miserable.  I can't complain too much, being that my room is the only room down my hallway that's had any AC at all this week.  But, coming on for an hour to be off for two, rinse and repeat is getting a little old.  Do you know how hot a classroom can get when there are 20+ warm bodies crammed in to it?  And, again, I can't complain too much... but I'm not the only person I'm complaining for here.  I have friends on our hallway that shouldn't have to work in the heat like that.  They didn't even get the few breaks here and there that I got.  They've gone the entire time with no AC at all!  Today is a Professional Development day for the teachers, so please be nice for us and come on today.  We have to go to work while the kids all get a day off, the least you can do is give us a work day with a tolerable temperature.

Dear Big, Comfy Bed... I'm coming for ya this weekend.  Get ready!

Dear Fantastic Ideas Swirling Around My Head... I hear you!  I know I need to write you down somewhere, or you may get lost in the other jumble of stuff that's floating around my head.  I promise I'm trying to get to you...and I hopefully will be able to work with some of you this weekend.  I appreciate the work you're doing, and how patient you're being with me.. just sitting there... waiting.  Don't give up on me - I'll be putting you to work as soon as I can.

Dear Upcoming Weekend... I know this week has flown by in a blink of an eye but how about you break that mold and be a trend setter?  How about you go by as slow as molasses?  Nobody is going to complain if the next two days seem to never end.  I have so much I want to do, yet there's never enough time to do it all.  I'd really appreciate it if you slow the clock down just for two days.  But, you don't have to start until about 4pm this afternoon.  Feel free to move at your normal, blink of an eye speed up until then.. k?

And now it's time for me to get ready for work.

To My Dearest Friday...

I'm pretty sure that if I start today's post with "another week has flown by and it's time for Friday's Letters", it would be the fifth time in a row I've started that way.  At least that's what it feels like.  Feel free to go back and check if you want to.  But, at least that's NOT how I started the post this week.  Right?

Dear Weather Man: Please don't be upset with me when I ask this - but can you please make sure we don't get any rain today?  Pretty please?  I know, I know.  I've asked for rain several times, complained we haven't had enough rain, and now have the nerve to ask for the rain to bypass us this time.  But, I have a field trip today.  That's outside.  With 60 plus kids.  You get why I'm asking, right?  The field trip was cancelled last Friday because of rain... I'd hate to put my kiddos through all of that again today.  Especially since each day this week has been absolutely glorious in terms of the weather.  Cooler, not a cloud in the sky.... just perfect.  It would be great if we could have just one more day like that.

Dear Karma:  Was that you I just heard making that thunder sound the second I finished up my letter to Weather Man?  Like, seriously.  The minute I type the period at the end of the sentence, I hear thunder.  Coincidence?  I think not!

Dear Me:  It is very important that this weekend, after you've done all of the grading, entered in all the grades on the computer, and written all of your plans, you work on some sort of system to help you stay on top of all the things you need to do each day.  If you don't think of something, you're going to spend every weekend for the next eight months working.  And you and I both know that's not what you want to do.  You still have half of a house that needs the deep clean you gave to the living room and kitchen last weekend.  You want to be able to do fun things and relax on the weekends.  But unless you get a grip on the weekly demands, that's never going to happen.  Oh, and while you're at it - be sure to make that Reward Catalog, update your reading logs, go through the book with the math centers and spelling groups that you want to create, and make the decisions about how you are going to teach math and reading.  It all has to be done - might as well do it now.

Dear Karma:  Me again!  Hey, I'm sorry about that thunder note.  I just realized I really shouldn't be so hard on you. This week, you managed to do something I've been asking for since May.  You helped Peanut find a solid reason to forget all about her old school and make the plunge to move on.  A boyfriend.  And while "normal" parents would be less than thrilled that she's so goo goo over a boy when she should be much more focused on her studies... this is a little different.  She was getting more comfortable about leaving her old school, but it was still a subject pressing on her mind.  The volleyball helped, that's for sure.  But now she's had something that's completely knocked her over to my side of the situation.  And if you weren't nice enough with just finding her a boyfriend - you also managed to find her a boyfriend that's also a teacher's son. A new teacher in the school.  His first year at the school.  How more perfect could that be?  I was also looking for a teacher that I could become really good friends with outside of the work place.  As she and I texted each other last night as bad as our preteen children were texting, I felt really happy about possibly making that friend I was looking for.  So, again, sorry about the thunder dig.  You rock!

Dear Katniss, Prim, and Gale (my kitties):  I know you all probably feel a little neglected with how much time the kids and I are out of the house.  I know you want nothing more than to curl up with me each evening and night to make up for all the time I'm gone.  But, when I'm working on grading papers or writing plans - that's not an invitation to you all to come and lay on me.  It's really hard to write plans in a planbook when I have a cat sprawled out over the top of it.  It's really hard to grade papers when I have two kittens that decide the stack of papers would make a great toy to swish around the room.  It's really hard to type when I have a cat that likes to walk across the keyboard, lay on my lap while I type, or knock everything off of my desk.  When I'm laying on the couch, or even laying in bed, feel free to come lay with me and snuggle - but when Momma is working?  Be good kitties and leave her stuff alone!

Dear Gas Prices:  Seriously?  What the freak?  It boils my bones that just because this is a freakin' election year - you get to sky rocket up to ridiculous amounts.  Don't you realize I just bought a new car?  An SUV at that.  While it gets great gas mileage for an SUV, it's still pretty hard on my wallet at the gas tank.  I just don't get how you get away with daylight robbery each and every day.

Dear Amazing Students of Mine:  Regardless how this day plays out now that there's a storm that's rolled in within 10 minutes of my plea letter to the weather man, I want you all on your best behavior today K?  Don't forget what happened last Friday, while I was gone, after the trip got cancelled.  In fact, don't forget what happened this Monday in response to last Friday.  I don't want to go through another Monday of making you all work in silence, keeping a mean face plastered on me all day, and giving everyone the silent treatment.  I want a Friday - and following Monday - full of fun, learning, and enjoyment.  Whether we, once again, have to cancel the trip or we still get to go in the rain... remember what we've talked about this week and make me proud.  Even more proud than you already make me each and every day.

Alright, I think that pretty much does it for this Friday.  Have a great day, everyone!

Friday's Letters

Another week has zoomed by in the blink of an eye.  After dipping in to my own personal mail bag, yesterday, it's fitting that I get to create my own letters today!  

Dear Weatherman... OK, so I was pretty hard on you this time last month.  And the month before that.  But, it seems that you're finally pulling through and delivering some much more tolerable news about our current weather.  I can handle temps in the 80s.  I don't sweat like a pig, I don't get grumpy, and I don't feel like I have to strip off my clothes the minute I walk through the door.  Well, OK, that's not true.  I love getting in to my jammies the minute I walk through the door.  I am even thrilled that I get to wake up in the morning and feel a little chilly.  The temps have been cold enough at night that the AC isn't running constantly, and I now need my blanket.  HALLELUJAH!  Keep that kind of news coming, buddy!

Dear Sweet Students of Mine... You have no idea how nervous I am about having a sub in my room for the very first time today.  I want nothing more than for someone else to come in my room and see what a great, smart, responsible bunch of kiddos you are.  I want you all to realize that the time I've spent working with you to be so well behaved and responsible isn't just for when I'm in the room - but for when anyone is in the room.  I want nothing more than to get back to the school late this afternoon and discover a magnificent note written by the sub telling me how much of a pleasure it was to be with you all today.  Make that happen for me, m'kay?  No students of mine will have the mentality of "when the teacher is away..." when there is a sub in the room.  Because the teacher will return on Monday, and bring utter wrath with her.  Of course, I fully expect to bring nothing but joy, happiness, and pride with me instead.

Dear House... Get ready, cause a major smackdown is coming your way this weekend.  I've worked hard all week to make sure that you will get my undivided attention tomorrow.  There will be scrubbing.  There will be dusting.  There will be vacuuming.  There will be sweeping and mopping.  There will be trash bags full of junk hauled out of here.  And there will be clutter removed from every nook and cranny of this house.  I'm sick and tired of coming home to nothing but a mess.  And once it's clean, it better stay that way!

Dear Peanut, Butter, and Jelly... I have just given notice to the house of the major cleaning that will be coming it's way this weekend.  I understand that Butter won't be here - but he will return on Sunday after the cleaning is done.  I'm writing to you to warn you that once I've spent however many hours getting this house to the standard it should be - you all BETTER keep it that way.  Your father and I don't ask too much of you.  Peanut and Butter, we ask that you take it in turns to clean the dishes each night.  Jelly, we ask that you put your toys up when you're finished playing with them BACK where you found them.  We ask that you all keep your rooms clean and your laundry/dirty clothes put up.  After spending 8-12 hours at work each day/night, your father and I think those are pretty mild expectations.  We work hard so that you have the nice things you have.  I sacrifice my free time so that you can participate in sports and church activities.  The least you all can do is help us out a little by cleaning up after yourself. Remember, what is given can also be taken away.  So, if you enjoy the computer, TVs in your room, the freedom to play outside, and that new cell phone (Peanut) then start showing a little appreciation for it all.. k?

Dear Fall... I can feel you trying to push through summer's fury to get to us.  I'm pulling for you.  Don't stop fighting!  There's no reason you can't show up a few weeks earlier than expected - I won't mind one bit.  I just looked to Weather Man to see what our temps are going to be like for the week - and every single day we barely make it in to the 80s.  OH YEAH!  You keep working hard.  I'm so ready to start buying fall themed coffee creamers, wearing fall clothes, and celebrating the ability to breath outside without the air feeling heavier than I am.

Dear Followers Who Commented or Emailed Me Yesterday... THANK YOU!  I was overwhelmed and overjoyed to receive so much support and encouragement.  Many of you were surprised that I had received such negativity about my decision to change my blog.  While I very much appreciate your support, I have to defend the haters by telling you that I ask for feedback...so sometimes I just have to be careful what I wish for.  One thing all of your messages expressed was the support of my blog being MY blog.  There are going to be lots of times when what I have to say isn't going to be funny or witty.  There are times when what I say isn't going to be that interesting.  And hopefully there will be times where I can make you all laugh out loud, comment up a storm, and enjoy spending your time here.  But, one thing I do know is that whether I have 1000 followers or zero followers, I will keep writing.  About whatever pops in to this hole in the top of my head.

Dear Time... Is it at all possible that you slow down just a little?  My days have gone by so quickly, lately, that I can't even think straight.  My life seems to be turning in to a blur.  I wake up at 4:30am to be able to write my blog, and the plan was that I'd have a little extra time to read my favorite blogs, read some status updates on Facebook, and relax in my quiet time.  But, before I know it, it's 6am by the time I finish my blog - and all the extra stuff doesn't get done.  Then, I rush off to work, come home around 7pm, and fall asleep before 9pm.  Rinse and Repeat.  While I really can't complain about my fast paced lifestyle - it's what I asked for - I would just like a little extra time to do some of the things I enjoy most... like reading blogs.  I am going to darn well make sure that my house cleaning extravaganza doesn't interfere with a little down time this weekend while I catch up on some reading.  So, Time, take a little break... you're working much too hard to be going by so quickly!

Dear Closet... I hear you calling me and reminding me that it's time to get ready for work.  Maybe you can read the letter I just wrote to Time.  I'm not even finished with writing my blog and it's already 6am.  I'll get to you when I'm ready.  I still have half a cup of coffee to drink - and I'm not about to waste it.  I don't technically have to be at work until 8:30 this morning, thanks to the day-long professional development I'm doing... so relax.  I'll come dig through you in a minute.  Geez.

Dear Me... You better get to proofreading what you've wrote and call it a day.  You might not technically have to be at work until 8:30, but your kids have to be at school by 7:30.  Gulp down your coffee and get to getting.

OK, OK, I'm going...