that vision thang - May 17th, 2008

The countdown to Elder's 5th birthday-- princess themed, of course- is on. Just under fourteen hours until launch.
I spent my night running to get balloons, the MAC machine, cleaning the bathroom (its presentable to pee in now), vacuuming and sweeping/mopping the girls' rooms, straightening some of my things up from the dining room (which is still in disaster state; we need to haul things up and down and get them out of there for tomorrow.) I also got an iced coffee while I was out so that I could manage to stay up to make the salads and bake the cake after watching Battlestar Galactica** with Hubby. It was a very good episode and well worth staying up late to make up for it. I still have to go rummage out in the garage for party decorations and favors, put them together, and then I can crash. The cake is very-

Pink. And sparkly.

Of course, after all this work and my righteous rest, its still only to get up by six to shower and such before heading to the eye doctor to pick up my retro cat's eye/horned rimmed black and silver frames...I've been looking forward to getting them. And the brown set that are sun glasses. I also got a regular purple pair for times when I want to avoid the harassment for having a sense of style. Maybe I shouldn't get them before the party. I know B and SiL will make fun of them-- I showed them pictures, and let's just say, we have different tastes.

I amused myself at school today, after giving tests for most periods, by letting the kids do the annual report card on me. They have to give me a letter grade (and short explanation) on my classwork, homework, projects, tests, classroom management (rules), and classroom environment (do they feel welcome and comfortable there.) Most like my sarcastic sense of humor and appear to think I'm a good teacher. You have to discount the suck-up points they think they will get, even though I tell them that I want them to be honest, that I don't care what they say about me-- I've probably been called much worse in my life-- and that I won't hold anything against them when it comes to their grade.

One thinks I curse too much, several think I have anger management issues, two think I am bipolar, quite a few think I am moody, and at least one thinks I'm scary (he's a quiet little underclassman; he's supposed to be scared of me still.) Hubby got quite a laugh out of reading them, let me tell you. Almost as much as me.

I also got to write a little tonight, and sketch a tiny bit on my new sketch pad with my new drawing pencils. All in all, a pretty good night.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Once More With Feeling (BtVS)