There's a place in France where the ...

Thanks, Mom, for teaching me that song with the French numbers, it really helped. That coupled with the other song you taught us


'fraid of jock-straps
'fraid of jock-straps
how 'bout you?
how 'bout you?
...


I better stop there before I get in trouble. Anyway, before I recalled the song about naked ladies dancing in front of the Moulin Rouge, as a kid I always thought that it was the men who wore no underwear. Thank goodness for the epiphany in front of the Monte Marte landmark. I might have gone to the grave without this vital clarification.

France was great and I would definitely recommend it to anybody.

Funny story---I was leaving Sunday morning and was at the ticket vending machine purchasing my train pass to the airport. This lady approaches me from behind and pleads with me about something. I had gotten used to ignoring people since I couldn't make sense of anything French. However, after a moment, I realized I understood this lady. She needed help buying a ticket and had no idea how to work the machine. I did a quick assessment. She certainly wasn't speaking French nor was she speaking English with an unfamiliar accent. I thought Spanish for a second but realized that wasn't it. Then it hit me and I asked her in my best accent (which came out as Borat trying to do Italian) "¿Portugués?" You should have seen the look on her face. Priceless.

Sorry, about leaving people hanging. I had also suspected Chinese since Clint had just told me how to say "You like happy massagey?" in Chinese. However, in response to my Portuguese inquiry she nodded and so I said in my best latino accent "I speak Spanish". I then told her she needed more tokens. I think I made about 0.5 Euros on the transaction.

School's Out

For the past nine months, I consistently asked myself why I put up with kids with horrible, disrespectful attitutes, smart-*ss remarks, threats to me and other teachers, children who would stab thier own family in the back if they had the chance, racist parents, some referring to the black counselor as Uncle Tom for siding with me, lots and lots of lying, State tests, endless paper work, meetings with the principle wanting to know why your scores aren't good enough, fights on the playground, walking into the boys bathroom to see kids peeing on each other while hanging upside down from the stalls, monitering cousins getting "too close", girls with more cleavage than I ever expect to have, taking a kid to the nurse who zipped his jacket to his eyelid, feeling hateful feelings towards children that I thought impossible, the vice-principle telling me that she doesnt know what to do about my discipline problems-just figure it out, and more whining than I could ever imagine.

Yesterday I realized my answer. As those kids drove away on the bus for the last time, I remembered why I became a teacher. Is it those wonderful learning moments when you realize you have instilled new knowledge into a young mind? Or maybe the understanding that you've effected a life for the better? Or maybe it's just knowing that you were the one positive, warm, loving, example in thier life.

No, these aren't it.

As they waved from the bus, I smiled to myself, knowing that I didnt have to look at thier lying, disrespectful faces for 2 1/2 months. I have never felt so good in my life. As I saw one other teacher wiping the tears from her face (she's a bilingual teacher, they have a whole different experience) I realized that this is why I became a teacher.

The summer.

So...um...did Trevor propose?

So, this is my first post. It's not that much of a thing. I know some people didn't know Trevor and I were engaged until later...I guess Trevor doesn't say much =) Also...I knew Kim wanted to see some pictures :)







































oh...I guess I'm engaged




















Maybe Trevor is crossing fingers so nobody guesses where this is. Trevor thinks it's kind of cliché.






Enjoy

Moral Dilemma

Let's pretend that you are a huge Jazz fan and lo and behold, you had a chance to go to a Jazz game. They were playing the Lakers in a playoff game. The seats were unbelievably awesome. You would be able to reach out and touch Kyle Korver (swoon). Now add to this scenario, the game is on Sunday and one of the ticket holders is the bishop. And furthermore, the game is on Mother's Day - and it's on KJaZZ and ESPN. What should or what would you do?
1. Attend Sacrament Meeting and then go to the game. Church is over at 12:00 and the game doesn't start until 1:30.
2. Forget church and go to the game and be prepared to battle the onslaughts of criticisms from certain ward members. But you would be supporting the community. Do you tell people were you were - or fib - because they may see you on TV.
3. Have the bishop go to church and the wife goes to the game alone. (and still sits close enough to touch Kyle Korver) and who to give the extra ticket to?
4. Realize the greater good - and say "no thank you to the tickets" and go to church and play the piano and organ. Because you know that Larry H. Miller will not be attaending the game because he is going to be in church and keep the Sabbath Day holy.

What to do? What to ?

Tustifiesta Wiki

Since Tustifiesta will probably require some planning and coordination, I decided to create a Tustifiesta wiki where we can edit pages and create new pages to coordinate our efforts. I put a link in the side bar. For those too lazy to look, I took a screen shot of the front page.



I will be sending each of you an email which will allow you access. If you have any questions, please email me.

Bad Omen?

So right now I'm in this test that should take about an hour, but it took me about 30 minutes cause I didn't know anything. And since I came in about half way, I can't get up and walk out before others do, so right now I'm pretending I'm still taking this "proficiency" test. I was going to try to skype, but decided against it.

Should I Rethink Aiden's Future?

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Check out the sweet special effects around 1:20.



The kid doesn't give a very good biology lesson, but he can certainly preach.

Dude!!!!!!

Okay, so I just saw the soda poll and I must say that I am sorely disappointed in the choices.  No Diet sodas?!?!?!?  How am I going to fit in my banana hammock by the end of the week with these voting options? ("hanging chad" joke deleted by Jenn).  Anyway, I call for a new poll and a revote with the following additions:  Diet A&W Cream Soda and Diet Dr. Pepper.  I'm hoping Dad's got my back on this.

Oh yeah, mom wants to know where the option for KM is...