FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--purple, silky bra

The focal points of the week...best and worst...

WORST:

Tuesday
*(7:30 a.m.) I catapult out of bed at about the time I am supposed to be arriving at work.

*(10:15 a.m.) A few minutes before the superintendent and the entire school board parade through my classroom, I spill my berry breakfast smoothie down the front of my blouse and favorite pair of pants.

*(2:35p.m.) I walk exhausted into the restroom where I catch sight of myself in the mirror. I am stained, looking exceptionally tired...and in the early morning rush...obviously forgot to apply makeup.

BEST:

Friday
*Driving home from work today, Erickson's GMC electronic sign flashed a beautiful 67 degree  temperature.

boo-yah.

Especially since it snowed just a few days ago...




Ummm....So-So

Today
Anyone missing a purple silky bra? About a size C cup?

I found it. On the flagpole at the elementary school this morning.

Yes, your joke was very funny. But it had to be removed before my two little flag bearers arrived and became scarred for life.

My students lead a very sheltered, Rexburgian existence, you know.

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--Geeky Fun

Howdy, folks. This week's focal points...

BEST:

Friday night, we went to see the long awaited Harry Potter movie. Andrew's been preparing with the earlier films for weeks. 

The new Harry Potter movies are really the only flicks we deem worthy of paying full price in the theater for. Usually, we just wait to Red Box 'em. 

The verdict? 

• Because this book has been divided into two movies, it was fun how true to the book they were able to stay. 
• The special effects were incredible.
• It certainly earned its PG-13 rating. 
• Some scenes seemed much more intense and emotional in the book than in the movie. Such as: killing Nagini and Ron destroying the horcrux.
• The acting sure improves each time.
• Overall, we LOVED it. 

WORST:

I don't really want to talk about it. 

But an evening spent pouting spurred me to give it some thought. I don't want the grumpiness in one aspect of my life to begin poisoning home. And my recent habit of negative thought and speech is transforming me into a bitter, unhappier me. By bedtime I concluded, and felt a distinct impression, that I need a serious attitude adjustment. 

No more gossip. A mindset steeped with gratitude. And a stronger daily reliance on the Atonement. {Why do I insist on doing it alone?}

Well, here comes another week.

Wish me luck. 

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--bleh

Here are this week's focal points.

Only one more Friday before Thanksgiving break.

WORST:

I feel like crap. My throat burneth, my nose runneth, and my head hurteth like the dickens (if anyone knows what "the dickens" are exactly, please share. 'Cause I haven't the foggiest). 

In a netshell...I am sick. And managing a classroom this way is miserable.




BEST:
Becca left this week for New York City.

Don't misunderstand me. I'm not happy to get rid of her...I'm just happy she's so happy. It was a highly competitive internship expedition, and her acceptance is something to be proud of.

She's becoming quite the traveling lady. She was back from Europe only a couple of months ago, and now she is off to the The Big Apple.

Plus, she modeled and made me analyze every outfit she packed...for New-York-City-fashion-appropriateness. Like I would know.
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But it made me feel involved. And I expect a dang good souvenir gift as payment for my input when she returns.

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I realize this isn't the best thing to happen to me this week. But this news just beats out all of my languishing on the couch surrounded by used Kleenex.

Near death, I might add.

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--much needed break

Hello, again! How happy I am it's Friday!

Here are this week's focal points:
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WORST

We had a field trip today. I hate field trips' stinkin' guts. They are never as fun for the teacher as they are for the kids, and I am TIRED.

BEST

We're going to a concert tonight!

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I have been listening to Collin Raye's songs since elementary school. I have many memories of sitting in the back seat of our old, air condition-less car, on a blazing Arizona freeway, singing my heart out to these on the radio.

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Here are a few I am hoping to hear tonight (that you'll probably recognize):

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One Boy, One Girl--Listen/Watch HERE

Little Rock--Listen/Watch HERE

I Think About You--Listen/Watch HERE

That's My Story--Listen/Watch HERE
Love, Me--Listen/Watch HERE
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And My All-Time Favorite:

{Listen for the violins in the bridge. Such a happy sound!}

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--10/22/10

My Weekly Recap

WORST:

I don't know what has been wrong with me this week, but I think my brain decided to take a vacation. I'm usually a pretty "together" kind of gal. But in a week's time, all of the following occurred as a result of my thoughtlessness:

• I lost my keys while making some church Relief Society home visits one night. Andrew was gone at his own meetings, so a friend spent an hour helping  me retrace my steps back to every house we had visited. Never did find them. Later that night, as I was telling Andrew about my horrible evening, he just looked at me like I was CrAzY. He simply reminded me he had dropped me off at my meetings. So of course, he had the keys the whole time in order to be driving the car. I wanted to die.

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• On two separate occasions, I had to break into my house, because I had left the keys locked inside. I won't tell you exactly how, but I will say: it wasn't easy. Especially in a skirt. 

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• We planned to leave early in order to drive down to Utah for Erin's wedding. On our way out the door, I realized I had left my purse at work. I had to have my temple recommend for the wedding, so we drove back to get it. To make a long story short, we drove back and forth between work and school three times in search of that stupid, stinkin' thing. Wanna know where I eventually found it? On the hook at home where I always keep it. I  never even brought it to work in the first place. We left for Utah two hours later than planned. 

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• I made the bed with the quilt going the wrong direction. It looked completely ridiculous dragging on the carpet on either side of the bed and hardly long enough for our feet on the other. But I didn't even noticed until Andrew made fun of me as we were going to bed that night. 

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• After all that, I locked my keys in the car just as Andrew left for the evening. So after breaking into my house AGAIN...I called a locksmith and was given a quote of 50 bucks. No way, José. Luckily, Andrew was able to break in the car when he got home at around 11 o'clock, and we didn't have to waste that money on my stupidity. 

BEST:

On the other hand, I think my brain reappeared in time for Parent-Teacher Conferences. They went really well! I felt confident, capable, and didn't have any mean, defensive parents yelling at me this time! Hooray!

And the best part is they're all over with. 

Until January anyway. But the district even gave us Friday off to make up for our long days! Double Hooray!

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY--10/15/10

Well, friends, it's a new week. Let me share the focal points of the last seven days from both ends of the spectrum.



WORST:
We drove to Main Street to feed my ardent shaved ice addiction...only to find a devastatingly depressing sign posted in the window.

I immediately made Andrew drive me to Wal-Mart, where a frantic search for snow cone making machines ensued. I was eventually informed however, that the item won't be in stock until after winter.

And what a long, dark, miserable winter it will be...

BEST:

On the other hand, Andrew's sister was joined in matrimony this week. I love how weddings bring family from other states that you are rarely blessed to see. There are never enough excuses for gathering to enjoy the familial associations that make life so sweet. Especially in the temple.

FOCAL POINT FRIDAY

focal point

 \ˈfō-kəs\

–noun

1.The point at which all radiation coming from a single direction and passing through alens or striking a mirror converges. Also called focus .

2.	a central point of attention or interest

Mom used to always ask us:
"What was the best part and the worst part of your day?" This was her way, of avoiding the all too common: "My day was fine, Mom. Nothing happened." This question required a deeper response.

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With this in mind, I'd like to pick out the "focal points" from each week and record them in this on-line journal of mine: best and worst.

WORST:

I think I broke my finger. Both joints are purple, I can't bend it all the way, and I ain't never gettin' these wedding rings off (not that that's so horrible).

But how could such a thing happen, you ask?

It all seems to stem from the point where Andrew threw a football at me. Rude, right?

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We'll ignore the fact that I voluntarily agreed to play catch with my fall/football season-fever infected husband in the backyard. And that I'm a wussy girl whose stupid finger got in the way, ruining all our fun.

BEST:

It is Spud Harvest 'round these parts. School-age children all through southeast Idaho, are out in fields with their families to help bring in the potato crop. I, on the other hand, spend an entire week relaxin' at home. In my lime green socks.


It is a beautiful thing my friends.
(The week away from work, I mean. Not the socks.)




Happy Friday!

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