poland bound

i might be getting nervous about my trip. i can't tell. i might just be excited. tricky.

VACAY Part 2

So, here's how I spent Friday, in text messages:

11:08 AM
to Elizabeth BB (Elizabeth's fancy new blackberry that she has to use at her fancy new job, which by the way she has been at all week while I've been on vacay)
"They are having a major throwdown in the courtroom bc Paris wants to appear by phone this morning. WTF!"

11:18 AM
from Elizabeth BB
"That is a BFD. Keep me updated."

So, because I know my roommate and I know what important details matter to her, I did this all day long.

11:50 AM
to Elizabeth BB
"The judge said she has to come to court. She is all like, 'TISNF." They sent a sheriff's patrol to get her now."

12:52 PM
to Elizabeth BB
"Paris is taking forever and they have rushed her makeup artist in. It is breaking news on MSNBC."

1:29 PM
to Elizabeth BB
"The MSNBC reporter got run over when they were taking her out of the house. His microphone got drug away with the patrol car. He is ok, just traumatized emotionally and he has to borrow a mic."

3:31 PM
to Elizabeth BB
"Judge sent her back to jail. A reporter outside asked a lawyer, 'True or False-she looked totally hot?' He declined to comment."

What a day. Stupid, I know. I ran out of books to read. Go figure.

VACAY

I've been out of school now for nearly a full week. Technically, the kids left last Thursday at 11:35, and then Friday I just had to go in a clean up my room, pack it up to move it out to the portable where I will be teaching next year and hopefully the year after that. So, aside from a mildly emotional and annoying faculty breakfast/speech-giving event, Friday was no big deal and Elizabeth and I were sitting at Olive Garden eating lunch by noon-ish, fully checked out and done with DFMS. She's done with it forever, except for the relational tie that will come from living with me, and I'm done with it for a few months.

So, this is good, this being done with the school business. I've been very busy this week.

1. On Saturday I went and bought three books, two by Jodi Picoult and one by Anne Quindlen because I'm sometimes girly about books. By Wednesday I had read all three and had to go upstairs to unearth something from the shelf that I owned but had not read. There are an astonishing number of these books, and so I find myself about to finish my fourth book for the week (Note: It is also by Jodi Picoult because once you get sucked into her style there is little chance for escape if there is another book by her in the vicinity).

2. I carried all of my work stuff upstairs to "the office."

3. I have watched The Food Network for approximately several hours a day.

4. I've been to the gym, twice. I'm contemplating another attempt. Gotta start somewhere.

5. I cleaned the carpet in the house. It looks awesome.

6. I've slept a great deal. It was a long, tiring year.

7. I've alternated between being very very excited about my upcoming trip to Poland/Israel and having paralyzing panic attacks because I've never left the country before.

That's it, really. I'm on vacay (Sometimes we abbreviate words, for some reason that I'm sure has to do with television but I can't pinpoint it. So, sitch=situation, which I know came from Michael Scott on "The Office," and profesh=professional, and vacay=vacation, etc. etc. and we do this as often as we possibly can and still have things make sense.)