The Thanksgiving Holiday has been very relaxing. I have been able to do some painting (a friend ordered some terra cotta pots with gingerbread designs) and I have been watching a lot of football.

School has been a little chaotic with kids hitting, pinching, and who knows what else but, we keep plugging right along.

I fell in the girls bathroom the first week of November after it was flooded by a boy who tampered with the toilet in the boys bathroom . Nothing was done to find out who did it. I was very lucky that I was not hurt very seriously. I think that is one reason why our principal didn't pursue it. Well, I am absolutely sure that is the reason because when he was asked by the superintendent if he was going to find out who did it he said "no, it isn't worth the hassle".

For the first time, I am seriously thinking about changing school districts. I drive 70 mile round trip every day to teach at that school. I feel like I do a very good job, I know I miss very few days every year, and I handle almost all of my own discipline and this is how the principal repaid me. I no longer feel any loyalty to the school as they have shown me how loyal they are to me.

The Sooners won the Big 12 Conference South division today(beat the crap out of the OSU Cryboys). Now, the Sooners will be playing for the conference championship this weekend. They will also be appearing in a BCS Bowl game but, we do not know what one---if they had won last week, it would have been the National Championship game.

Oh well---BOOMER! SOONER! Beat Missouri!

Ouch!

Last night, I burned my tongue so bad it is still raw today. I can't think of the last time I did something like that. It had to be back when I was about 13 playing softball on a very cold spring night while drinking hot chocolate. Ummmmmmmmm, that would be a very long time ago.

Any way, I found a new soup recipe and wanted to try it. I got everything done and the soup was cooked so, naturally, I had to taste it. I stood at the stove holding a spoon full of hot soup in my hand and was blowing on it. Put the soup in my mouth and spit it right back out. Luckily, I was still standing near the stove or the soup would have went right in the floor. Yes, it was that hot. What a silly girl I was.

Things got a bit exciting at school last Friday. We had an 8th grade girl poke an 8th grade boy in the face. We won't discuss why but, I will say that I told her, well I yelled at her twice to stop and to take her hands off of him. Then, another girl decided she needed to put her two cents in about what she saw and walked out of a teacher's class to do so. Yep, the teacher was telling her to stay put. I guess you could say that, those two didn't make the best decisions they could make that day. Our principal has been dealing with the boy and girl today trying to find out just exactly what was going on that lead up to the poke in the face. They have had almost five days to come up with a good story. I wonder what it was..... No matter, I still love teaching.

My birthday was Monday, I am gladly another year older. One of the things that I do not like about getting older is that the days seem to fly by and the years seem to add up faster. Oh well. Just think of all the memories I will have to look back through when I am 100.