Andrew and I were driving home from our lunch date today when my phone rang; it was a friend I haven't seen in months - we were finally getting together again tonight. I start talking to her only to have Andrew begin tapping me on the arm, a talent any self-respecting 30-year-old has mastered, and pointing and yelling 'look! look!' He would NOT accept my I'm-on-the-phone-please-stop-the-tapping-now-glare, so I looked...and saw a sign that said SCOOPY DOO: Pet Waste Removal. I grinned and continued my conversation, or tried to at least, but Andrew wouldn't let it rest. I told my friend I would call her back, and turned to my cute hubby, who had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. How could I not join in?

I fear we may be saying SCOOPY DOO a lot in our house from now on...

Minus 12

I have decided that I'm 17-at-heart. This is why I get along so well with my high school students, why they confide in me, tell me they want to hang out with me this summer, and want to be my friend on facebook the minute after they graduate. Here are some reasons why I've come to the conclusion that I should take 12 years off my age:

• Young adult fiction is my favorite thing to read. I'm so happy that some of my students get just as excited about it as I do!
  
• I love to watch the same TV shows as my students. Examples include Gossip Girl, The Hills, MADE, Taking the Stage, and more than I am too embarrassed to admit. That was bad enough.
• I can remember so clearly what high school was like, and therefore understand many of the challenges, pressures, and exciting moments that my students face. And I often get as excited or upset about them. This could relate to the bullet above...or to talking endlessly about boys and prom dresses.
  
• I hate to admit this, and it's not nearly as true as it was a few years ago, but sometimes I share the fashion sensibilities of a 17-year-old. Let's just say a very hip and sophisticated 17-year-old. I hope.
• I have the same tendency to rebel against authority that many of my students do!
• I want to be accepted.
• Sometimes I just want to 'fit in' and be included.
• I too often worry about what others think! Including when getting dressed each morning. ;)
  
• I drive a 'beater.' [Although sadly many of my students drive nicer cars than me!]

And finally, the best and most unexpected one: I'm stressing about what to wear to Prom this year!

are you out there blog? it's me, tiff

Well. I am not sure why the ridiculously long pause in my blogging, except that I have been busy...enjoying my job...lazy?...whatever. Lately though there has been this little nagging voice in my head telling me to get back to blogging, and I have some great stories/ideas/thoughts to share, so here we go...