October 20, 2009

Who Decides These Things?

I would love to meet the person who is responsible for the five day work week. I mean, I'd just love to hear the logic behind five days of slaving away and only two for rest.

I always wonder about people who claim Friday as their favorite day of the week? Really? Friday? I'm always so exhausted on Fridays that all I want to do is go home and curl up on the couch. I hardly consider it the start of a weekend. I'll choose Saturday as my favorite, thank you.

And Sunday? Please! Sunday doesn't count either because I spend half my Sunday preparing for the week (or sometime just day) ahead. This is especially true for teachers because we surely can't start Monday morning without a proper lesson in place. And don't even get me started on the grading that I always seem to put off until Sunday evenings.

Today at lunch, a coworker suggested giving up summer vacations in place of 4 day weeks and 3 day weekends. I don't know about you, but I think that's a great plan! When my alarm rings before the birds are even chirping on Monday mornings, I'd love to be able to motivate myself (and yes, I do this every morning) by saying, "Only three more days after this." Three is much nicer than four, don't you think? It just makes the whole week more tolerable.

Who do I need to talk to about implementing this plan?

October 17, 2009

My Grandma is Funny

A few weeks ago, I was at Woodfield with my sister, mom and grandma. We didn't need anything in particular, but it was a good reason to spend the day together.

My grams is a people-watcher. She's could spend the entire day at the mall or airport just watching people walk by. On this day, though, she made a very keen observation.

"Where are all the people my age?" she asked me.

"Dead!" I told her, "Or locked up. We normally don't let your kind out during the day."

We both laughed aloud.

That's one thing I love about my grandma: it's so easy to make her laugh!

Later, we stopped into express so Amy could try on a pair of jeans. After about 30 minutes of browsing the store, my mom and I realized grandma had gone missing. Oh, great! I thought. It's like bringing a toddler to the zoo!

I started calling out her name (not that she can hear me anyway) as I circulated the store, hoping she hadn't wandered out on her own. It's dangerous out there, you know.

And then I found her. Standing frozen in the panty section with a look of horror on her face.

"What's wrong, Grams?" I asked her.

"I just don't understand. What's the point?" she asked, holding up sheer, nude-colored g-string.

"It covers what it needs to cover," I informed her.

"Hardly!" she scoffed. "Why wear anything at all?"

"Not all thongs are like that," I protested, guiding her to a section of non-sheer, non g-string panties.

"Now, those are nice! They'll do their job!" she admired.

Guess what grandma's getting for Christmas this year! :)

October 1, 2009

This Time of Year

"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms." - Joe Fox, You've Got Mail

Reasons I love Autumn:

1. Nature looks so breathtaking as it prepares to hibernate for the winter. I love the beautiful colors of the trees before the leaves begin to fall. Something about it makes me want to slow down and enjoy each moment.

2. When the weather cools (not that it was necessary after a cooler-than-average summer) to the point that jeans and a comfy sweatshirt are just perfect for gallivanting around town.

3. Treating myself to hot cider and gooey caramel apples. Yum!

4. Snuggling in my bed on lazy Saturday mornings because it feels so snuggily being buried in my blankets.

5. The scent of a fire burning in the fireplace.

6. Sipping on chai tea lattes (because who drinks those in the summer?).

7. Wearing my cute, new boots!

8. Sunday football parties (Go Bears!)

9. Warm, tasty chili.

10. Gathering with friends and family for the holidays.