Saturday, March 29, 2008


i swear, i'm not dead. time has just slipped away from me. chris was in town last week and it was wonderful. finishing up KTIP crap. march madness. PLUS i called the bottom FOUR in antm last week.

i hope to update before monday morning. the bestest and i are taking a baseball roadtrip. i couldn't think of anything else i'd rather be doing.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

la semaine

this week's schedule thus far:

  • 3 parent/teacher conferences
  • 504 review
  • mtg after school at central office
  • monday at an inner city school (need i say more)


  • 3 parent/teacher conferences
  • 2 SAT mtgs during school
  • DI observation
  • informal RF observation
  • JA
  • faculty mtg (eventually cancelled)
  • mtg w/ principal
  • KTIP observation
  • after school mtg for ESS club
  • 1 load of laundry
  • fazoli's w/ allie (after leaving school at 6:30pm)
  • library for research until 9pm
  • worst behavioral day in class history (10 on yellow, 3 on red)


  • 1 parent/teacher conference
  • grade level mtg
  • ANTM


  • KTIP observation (principal)
  • PAWS for proficiency celebration
  • 1st day of after-school clubs
  • yoga


  • KTIP observation
  • RF mtg
  • 1 parent/teacher conference

c'mon friday!


stand up and cheer
stand up and cheer for dear old western
for to-day we raise
the red and white above the rest.
our team is fighting
and we are bound to win the fray
we've got the team
we've got the steam
for this is dear old western's day

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

wednesday poem

i love when
he does this or

i love that
he provided
the cat

i love his
so deep

and around him
my life
begins to seep.


Saturday, March 1, 2008

wknd update

sometimes, i get so discouraged at life and the pursuit. the pursuit of what? oftentimes, it seems i am a lone reed in the world...authenticity revealed, but never appreciated. but then other times, it seems i am one with every tribe and tongue. yes, we can.

as i went through this school week, i reflected on the lives of my students and my heart broke. i have tried to stay emotionally distant from the horrible home hells of most of my students, but this week, it just hit me. i grew up with one of the best upbringings possible. loving family, excellent education, open opportunities, and the chance to literally do anything i wished. interesting that i chose a profession in which i would impact those the most different from me. yes, my students may have nothing, but they have me. and i will fight for them -- they will always be my children. yes, we can.

i have still not processed the transition my life is undergoing. two weekends ago, chris made me the most honored woman of all time. he asked me to be his wife. i was and am still in awe. this man, this honorable, gracious, accomodating, lovely man wanted to have me in his life. us in our lives. forever. on february 16, 2008, we went to the philadelphia museum of art, dinner at the victor cafe, iceskating outdoors, and then for a walk along penn's landing. that moment, the one i had dreamt of since august 2006, had arrived. and i am still in awe. darling, yes, we can.
last weekend, i took a trip in which family was the theme. from the dames to the duricks to the gosselins, family was all around. i was impacted not by words said or things given, but by authenticity. that one word can change a mind, change a mood, change a life. yes, we can.