Sponsored by...

Nine West. Hubby was teasing me the other day and saying that Nine West sponsors me. Eh? Yesterday, I bought a Nine West watch from Mervyns. All of the Mervyns in Minnesota are closing down and I've been going every week, waiting for the sales to go up. Last week, most were 30-60% off...this week, it's 40-70%. Granted they don't have the best selections anymore, they still have some nice gear that I wouldn't mind having. Take the Kitchen Aid mixer that usually sells for $299. Last week, there were three left at 30% off. Hubby kept saying to get it, but I thought it was still too pricey. Just a little bit longer, I told him. Ah well, someone snatched it up. My loss. Anyways, I got a new brown band Nine West watch. I've been wanting to give my Bulova a rest and save it for special occasions and Sundays. Thought I needed a more everyday watch.


"You're sponsored by Nine West," says hubby. I don't get it. He explains, "Well, you got the shoes, the bags, and now the watch. You're sponsored." Ohhhhhh. Lol! Considering that hubby is definitely "sponsored" by NIKE, it's only fitting that I get sponsored, too. Aiya...so silly that hubby! =)


Silly and Sweet


Speaking of hubby, I just have to share. The weather has been very Nelly lately...y'know, "hot in herre!" Seriously. The temps reached up to the 90's today by noon! As I write this, it's 80 degrees out...and it's 11:10pm. Egads. Anyways, around 10pm-ish, I had this sudden craving for a "Moolatte." We discovered this frozen blended coffee drink just recently and it comes VERY close to Baskin Robbin's MochaBlast. Anyways, hubby and I have this thing that once nighttime rolls around, we don't go out. Why? Can I just remind you of all the mosquitoes??? I was thinking aloud how I wanted one and hubby already starts for the door. "Where are we going?" I ask. "To get you a Moolatte!" "But it's already late, they're probably closed." "Well, there's only one way to find out, right?"


So we head out and drive all of the 2 minutes it takes to get there, order ONE Moolatte (nothin' for hubby) and head home. I mean, we didn't HAVE to go...but hubby said that since I wanted one, we were going to get one. Ain't hubby sweet? =)


Just Like Old Times


I got to catch up with the future Mrs. Gee the other day. We haven't talked for days since my last visit to da City back in March. Mrs. Gee is one of my closest friends whom I have so much in common with. It's helped that we both studied psychology at State...our analyses about everything and everything bonds us well. Lol! Honestly, we tend to think along similar lines and when one of us has a hard time expressing our thoughts and whatnot, the other just seems to understand. OR, it could be that we're the only ones who could decipher each other's babbling psychosis and make sense of it all when others can't. It's like that. We were also co-teachers for our church School of Religion program. We taught catechism for 3rd graders. Although we both have our distinct styles of teaching, we meshed so well in the classroom. We totally balanced each other out. And when we both decided that we wanted to pursue teaching as a career, we were there to encourage each other throughout the process. She's been a great support to me in so more ways than one. But what I especially love about homegirl is that even though we haven't kept in touch for what seems like ages, our conversations pick up where they left off.


It never fails that whenever we talk, my facial muscles and my sides start hurting from all the laughing. Our topics of conversation knows no boundaries. We usually update each other on what's been happening in our lives, families, jobs, etc, and can discuss something totally serious one moment and be on the floor rolling from something silly the next. We were talking and talking, when all of a sudden, the phone went dead. I call her back and it turns out that her cell phone died- aiya! I hadn't noticed the time, but according to hubby's work phone, it said we were talking for 100 minutes. Wow! It sure didn't feel like it! Just like anything else that you're enjoying, the time sure flies. It was SO great to catch up with her. I got to know what's happening with all the wedding preparations, the home front, the school front, and the stud muffin front. I bet if her phone didn't die, we could've probably talked for another 100 minutes. Easily.


Senior-itis


Ya'll have heard this term before, yes? If not, it's supposed to be in reference to the high school seniors who, with graduation in sight, tend to start slacking off. It doesn't only pertain to seniors, but to all students as the school year slowly comes to an end. When I was still teaching, the change in the students' demeanors were almost drastic. It's as if something in the air around Easter break time infects the kids and sends secret messages to their brain and turns off the "motivation to finish up work and/or listen to the teacher" switch. It really is an interesting phenomena.

When I see it happening, I tell my students to be careful. Along with the usual reminders to cover their mouths when they sneeze and to wash their hands after they use the bathroom, I tell them that there's a contagious disease going around school. (Of course I have to explain the term "contagious" and some often wonder if they could die from the disease I speak of.)I tell them that it's called "spring fever" and ask if anyone has ever heard of it. Most will respond that they haven't...and a look of terror will creep into their eyes. Hee hee, it kills me. Anyways, I lure them in with the fact that there's no explanation for this "disease" and there's no known cure. For some unknown reason, it only hits around this time of year. ("What happens to people who get spring fever?") Well, funny you should ask, little Suzy. People with this disease tend to be students. (Ears perk up, eyes get bigger.) It usually affects the way people feel and act. The worst thing is, you may not even know if you have it! In fact, I know some people in this very class who have it! (Nervous glances are exchanged.) You start to feel lazy and you have no motivation to finish anything you started. Homework never gets done, your ears stop listening, your feet get twitchy, your fingers start twiddling, your eyes start wandering, and your body keeps wanting to turn around so you could talk to your neighbor behind you. People start talking without raising their hands and for some reason, they forget all the rules. Spring fever is a very dangerous disease. ("Wait a second! It's not a real disease!") By this time, I can't help but let a smile escape from my lips and when the kids finally catch on, the whole class erupts in laughter. It's a good story to tell kids and for me, it's my way of basically saying, "While everyone else gets spring fever, I know that OUR class won't!"

Egads...long ass story. Mini-flashback for me though. Lol! My main point though...I've been hit with spring fever. I only have one more week to go for my current online class. I'm almost done. The end is in sight. It's one of those "so close, yet so far" moments. Argh! I'm going to blame the weather on this one. It's so fricken' hot! And now after I've downed this Moolatte, I'm beginning to feel the caffeine take effect...like that's going to help me get my work done! If only my students can see me now...