A little of this and that...

I'm trying to order something online from my favorite scrapbook store, Jenni Bowlin, and I've accidentally cleared my cart once, and then they accidentally cleared it once. I am going to lose my mind.

I emailed the guy back, and he emailed me back this morning, and I just have a bad taste in my mouth about it. Today's email had lots of "lol" in it, and long, long run-on sentences, and I just can't do it. I am just not interested. But what's more, I'm not interested in really looking for anything relationship-ish right now, which is unusual for me. It's weird. I've never noticeably been here. I want to be in a relationship, but for some reason, I'm just not interested in doing anything about it right now. Don't know what this is about. I'd love to speculate that it's the old "you'll find it when you're not looking for it" thing, but I really don't think it's that. I guess right now I just am not interested in doing any work for it, and I know that's not the attitude to have going into a relationship. Who knows...please pardon the rambling...

Daisy is asleep at my feet, and she must be dreaming because she is letting out these little barks and yips and whines, and she never does that. Of course, when she's asleep, I'm usually asleep. Or she's keeping me awake by snoring.

Today, it was hard being a fourth grade teacher. We are reading The Tale of Despereaux, which is a wonderful book so far, but a main character is named Pea. Which has the same sound as 'pee.' So it's hard to read it to fourth graders. And we made these great little cinnamon ornaments today that they will love to hang on their trees, but cinnamon is brown, so you know what the brown balls of cinnamon dough looked like. It was hard being a fourth grade teacher today.

I'd put pictures of my daily album up and such, but I left my camera in the car, and it's really cold outside and I'm not goin' back out there. And I still don't have my binder mechanisms, so it's all still loose pages. Apparently mail takes a VERY long time to get here from Canada.

And I had an incident involving my stapler, the wall, and my middle finger, which left me almost cussing (which is different from cursing) at school and temporarily unable to think about anything but the pain in my middle finger. I'm over it now, but my middle finger is a little sore still.

Just thought you should know.