Getting Over Him

So I hate to post another blob and take the focus away from my new little obsession named Christopher, but I almost have to do it for my own good. You see, I'm so obsessed that everyday when I check my blog I see his sweet little face and miss him all over again, right when it seems like I've gotten over him. Michael will be happy to see a new post and won't feel so unloved now. But Michael must know that he is always my obsession, even when little obsessions creep into my life, as cute as they may be. So here's an attempt to get over this little obsession for at least the next few weeks until I see him again...

Let's talk about this week, shall we? It's premier week for all the TV shows of this new season. The fact that I know this and that I am blogging about it is proof enough that I have become Michael Shaw's wife. If anyone doubts this fact, doubts the validity of our marriage certificate, or argues that our rings didn't cost much, therefore arguing that we're not really married, then they just need to read this blog...that is proof enough.

Last night we watched "How I Met Your Mother"--it was okay. We were a little lost because we haven't actually seen Season 2 yet. We will soon though.
"The Big Bang Theory" also premiered last night and I have to say I LOL quite a few times. It's pretty funny and unusual.
And of course HEROS--a little fuzzy both visually and conceptually. (Our channel doesn't come in too clear). It was not quite as poignant as the pilot, but I think it will be a good season.

And there you have it: a long blog that rambles about this and that in an attempt to get Fauf over her baby-sized obsession. It worked...for about the two minutes it took to write this...

Alas

The Newest Fauf Obsession

Confession: Fauf has a new obsession: her little new nephew who joined the world a few weeks ago. Here are some snapshots of Christopher and Auntie Fauf.

Guts

So lately I've just been feeling gutsy. I've worn jeans two days so far this school year (usually frowned upon). Now granted they're really nice dark jeans that look like nice pants. But still, I checked the hand book and there's nothing that says specifically "no jeans". I decided to attend a meeting for a fundraiser that all of us teachers were upset about. I definitely spoke my mind, and even volunteered to head up one of the committees so I could manipulate it in the teachers' favor. As a result of this gutsiness of me and others, the ridiculous fundraiser was cancelled! Power to the teachers! I've also been wearing flip-flops in my classroom in the afternoons when my feet get hot (also frowned upon). But again there's no specific flipflop rule in the handbook, and I know for a fact that I am safer running in these flipflops that are second nature to me, than some of these other teachers in slip-ons and heels are. Anyways, needless to say, I have just been feeling gutsy, and I realized that the bottom line is yes, I need to be respectful, but I also need to be assertive. Because lets face it, no private school can afford to fire any teachers!

Power To...

So lately Michael and I have started watching HEROS season 1. It's really good. Basically just about these individuals who have superhero/mutant type powers who are destined to come together and do great things. I was thinking of course about what type of powers I would like. I think I would need to have powers that would somehow enhance me as a teacher, since that's my career. I thought maybe the ability to read thoughts could be helpful, because then I could understand my students on a deeper level and tap into who they are and what they need. Or I thought the ability to control others' actions could be helpful, because then I could just control the behavior of my class and have the best class in the whole school. Or maybe stopping time could be helpful, because then I could stop time and get alot of things done! Anyhow, perhaps I should be thankful I am not a freak with unusual skills...or maybe I am and that explains why I would choose one of the most taxing jobs there is!

A Glimpse Into Neverland

Here they finally are... glimpses of Neverland (otherwise known as Third Grade), where we are learning to fly!

In Order To...

Here are the two paintings inspired by those two great quotes.

Apologies from a Fauf

Apologies, apologies, apologies from the Fauf for not posting the pictures I promised. I have tried, believe me, I have tried. I tried to load my pictures onto my blog at school on my school computer, but I guess such behavior is not allowed, for the computer said I couldn't. Then I had every intention of doing it at the Shaw house on Mr. Shaw's computer, but I didn't bring the right cord to do it. So I will try a third attempt at it hopefully sometime this weekend. But until I can deliver those pictures of Neverland, I hope this apology will suffice.