Thursday, May 03, 2007

How could I forget to mention this??

How could I not mention this......as you know my dad is a pastor. And for the contemporary worship service, he has a punk rock band play. I mean they play christian music, but they tour on the side. They are totally this emo-punk rawk group. So at Easter my dad was dropping names of bands and punk music....as if he knew what he was talking about!! Soooo embarrassing!! See, now this is why he is only introduced to a small group of very close friends who I know won't reject me once they meet him.

It's really not my dad's fault that he likes them. It is the bands fault for letting my dad hang out wtih them. That needs to stop right now.

p.s. The band's name is "Sam's the Hero". They used to be called "Sons of Noah". I think you can download their stuff on itunes just to get a taste of the contemporary service.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

How do y'all talk?

I'm stealing this from Emily's blog. Take this Quiz.

My results were "95% Dixie. Is General Lee your grandfather?"

Friday, April 27, 2007

30 more days until......


Field Day

One of the most dreaded days of the year is going to be here in less than 24 hours. This is the day where anything goes. The kids are completely outta control. My star student announced yesterday "I'm going to run like a wild animal on Field Day!" Why? Why me?! Where's the food?

"WTF"

So one of my students ran up to me a couple weeks ago and says, "WTF, Miss McGoldrick?". I blank out. What?! What did you say?! "WTF, Miss McGoldrick?" Ok, so there it was again. Now this kid's parents are both doctors and comes from a good family and I'm thinking where is this coming from? He must not know what this means. So I ask. "Yes, I know what it means. Do you?" I tell him to lower his voice when he's answering being fearful of what he might say. "It means 'Where's The Food?" Oh!! That's what it means! Silly me!

My teaching partner, Tara, and I are both compulsive eaters. Whenever we get stressed, we reach for a snack. So when my celebrity students say and/or do the most obsurd things, we always look at each other and ask "Where's The Food?"

The Office


I absolutely love this show. I can't get enough of it. So excited today is Thursday. If you haven't seen this show....you are missing out!

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

The Opposite of True Love A.K.A. What a Girl Wants


ex b.f.: "Have you decided to unshun me?"
me: "unshun. maybe. why? reshun."
ex b.f.: "I miss you! I want to hang out with you! I bought tickets to see your favorite play!"
me: "unshun. ok, but just this once. reshun."
So I once believed that, as women, we should be pursued. We should wait patiently for our knight on a white horse and a big sword to come and save us from our boring, monotonous lives. After being wined and dined by the ol' ex, I've decided that I don't like this tactic. I don't want to be pursued and treated like a princess. Screw that. It's all just facade. Everyone looks like a better person when they are in a "date" scenario. For like 1/2 a second, I thought to myself....he's not so bad......he's actually really sweet....wow, he's paying for everything- how nice.....why did we break up?..... maybe we should get back together.... and then NO! WRONG!! BAD IDEA!! MUST LEAVE DATE NOW!!! Going on dates at really nice restaurants and theaters will only make you believe you are in a cheesy movie. That is the opposite of true love. It's not real. If you really want to get to know a guy, have him move your furniture or clean up a dead cat that you accidentally electrocuted. That's what true love looks like. A dead cat.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Make a Difference

Our principal sent us this video. I think it was supposed to inspire us not make us laugh hysterically. I have 3 classes full of "Teddy"s. They all have sad stories. I'm not heartless; I just don't have time to cry about each one. You know who is heartless...the congressmen that say each child must pass a standardized test to be promoted to the next grade and not take into account that student might have just lost their parent or might be treated like crap and are shoved out the door by their heartless parents, but they have to take the standardized tests!! Sorry, it's TAKS season and I'm in my TAKS Nazi mood and I hate school.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

feelin' bored? need a laugh?

1. go to www.google.com
2. click on "maps," above the search bar...
3. click on "get directions"
4. type "New York" in the first box (the "from" box)
5. type "Paris" in the second box (the "to" box)
6. click on "get directions"
7. scroll down to step #23

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Square or Round?

Caroline and I watched this video yesterday and then went to the nail salon and everything happened just like in the video. Soooo funnny. I love my nail ladies;they crack me up!!!

Kiss this


So I finally finished reading "I kissed Dating Goodbye" and by the 3rd chapter had kissed marriage, dating, and anything with a commitment goodbye. He had me convinced that I was not ready to date. EVER. But then I realized by chapter 10 that this book is for preteens and it's even labelled "young adult" on the cover. Somehow I missed all that. Apparently, "not dating" is for 13 year old girls, not 26 year olds. I am at the "possibility of marriage" state in my life right now. It would have been a little more helpful if he had mentioned that at the beginning of the book. There should be some kind of warning, because right now I have kissed dating goodbye and I will never date again. Until I meet Jared Leto.

Easter


Tuesday, April 03, 2007

"The safe way to double your money is to fold it over once and put it in your pocket. "


Problem: Checking account balance is -483.01 (Yes, negative)
Solution: Scream. Cry. "How did this happen?" Buy concert tickets.

Problem: Get credit card bill in the mail. Balance is too high to publicly display.
Solution: Go get mani/pedi at the spa.

Easter Fun


Knocked Up


My friend Christy is preggars!!!! I'm so excited for her and Chris! It's so weird that we can make babies. I'm not sure if I want babies popping out of me, that is still up for debate. But CC makes pregancy look easy!
p.s. this picture was taken long before her pregancy. please ignore the adult beverages in the background.

Saturday, March 31, 2007

"I am still far from being what I want to be, but with God's help I shall succeed." --Van Gogh



There were a few Van Gogh imitators at the Art Festival last weekend, but my favorite pieces were the ones where I thought "What is that? no, really.....what.... oh, ok. Cool."



Meghan, Heather and I had to indulge in some Marble Slab ice cream which was heaven. Not quite as exciting as the chocolate-dipped-cheesecake-on-a-stick. Hands down, greatest invention in the world.

Friday, March 23, 2007

"32 reasons why I hate my teacher"


I just picked up a stellar piece of writing from one of my famous students entitled “32 thing I hate teachers”. I can't decide on my favorite reason. It might be #4 " takes all the rulers away" or # 8 "tattletales".

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

No one likes a vegetarian


I have begun to consume meat again. I know you are all so proud of my decision.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Canada was awesome, eh?




I have to say that I am exhausted. It takes a long time to get to Whistler, Canada. We flew to Seattle then drove to Canada which took about 10 hours altogether. It snowed every day we were there. After the head injury on the first day, I opted for the helmet. I learned some rad snowboarding skills, even a few jumps off the snowbank(which were completely unintentional but so gnarly). I was at the site of the 2010 winter olympics, so I obviously got in the promotional bobsled and wore the gold-painted-CD that was supposed to be the gold medal at the Olympic office. I even learned about the para-olympics(I'll explain later). All in all, it was a gorgeous place and a great break from America. The best part was definitely the british and australian boys with totally hot accents. It is good to be single.






Thursday, March 08, 2007

Spring Break, baby!


T minus 5 days until this picture becomes a reality.