RO v. EH

I finished watching Ro's weblog from May 26th, which is the Saturday after she quite The View and after the now-infamous fight. You could see the weblog here:


Scroll down to "No Ja-Hero." I warn you, it's a little mundane (just like my words can be, I'm sure). Ro doesn't really address the Hasselbeck stuff until almost smack-dab in the middle of the entry where she says that she and EH have exchanged emails briefly and that Ro doesn't really plan on talking to EH any further. If I were Elizabeth, I'd take that as a blessing. But, I don't really like Ro. I used to. I thought she was hysterical as a comedien, and I suppose when she took her mainstream funniness to the political side, I lost interest. And in this "debate" between the two women, I believe it was very smart of EH to not support Ro. When Rosie comments about how the media spins them as "Big Fat Lesbian Loud Rosie attacks Innocent Pure Christian Elizabeth," it puts El at arm's length again. It also alienates people like me who really do want to like Rosie (I have the inane need to want to find something good in everyone), but with comments and defenses like this, I just don't. But, she's not really into winning people over at this stage of the game. El should have told Ro that she would talk to her in private about the matter rather than going head-to-head with Ro. Besides, El doesn't need her cortisol levels so high while pregnant.

Anyway, my point is, if I had something or implied something stupid, MY friends would have probably asked, "What are you thinking???" in private. IF they agreed with me after I responded with whatever I responded with, they'd probably say okay, and leave me with my own opinions. They may even support me out loud and say that "Tracy thinks such and such." If they didn't agree with me, they'd probably say that they've known for a long time that I was a nut case. Now they'd have proof. Ro says that she's defended El for whatever reasons in the past, but Ro is part of whatever group who likes to tear El a new one for her beliefs.

You can see part of the Great Episode here on Youtube.com:


It looks like it's gotten close to 2 million hits.


Ending the School Year

I am so proud of my little freshman buggers. They have done an awesome job on this last project, and they're having a blast. I had them create board games for The Odyssey, and they had to include Ancient Greek gods, goddesses, monsters and heroes, at least 25 questions and answers included somehow in their game, as well as the elements and characters from The Odyssey. The kids were really creative! Several made Monopoly-like board games, where others created games totally from their own imagination. I had each group go around the room and play each others' games for about 20-25 minutes and then fill out a critique form on the game to help make the design or game play better. Many are accepting the grades their peers are giving them (B's and C's) while others aren't happy and are reworking their games to try to get A's. I told them that their peers were assigning the grades, and I'd take the average of their peers grading for their final game grade.

The kids also think it's great that we have "game day" right before their Odyssey test.

Nutrition has been spot on despite the hurdles. Dale made brownies last night to take to a game-party. He wanted to know if I wanted one.


Later that night he asked if I wanted any ice cream--he was hungry for that--only he said, "How hard do I need to twist your arm for ice cream." I think he was thinking that I'd say something like, "Oh, you had me at cream."

I replied instead, "HARD."

I had a protein brownie with Ultra Size instead.


I had nothing but a Diet Coke at the game party, and when I went out to eat twice this week, I had spinach salads with grilled chicken. I think going out to eat was the toughest, but I persevered with a plan and followed through with it.

And the plan has resulted in me feeling much better energy-wise and clothing-wise. I still haven't weighed myself, but I did have Dale take my before pics last week. I'll have him do that every two weeks so I can have a visuals (as icky as that may be). When I


Takin' a Day

I am taking a day off from school today. Part of the day is for a Mother's Day tea at Emily's school and another part is so we can go get our hair "done." We're both getting our hair wolloped for the summer, and I can't wait to get this mess off of my shoulders. Em's just tired of the tangles, so she'll be sporting a new bob for the summer.

I have warned my freshmen that if the substitute has to write down anyone's names for acting bad, that they will have to deal with me and their administrator when I return. I hope I put the Fear of All That is Mean Education into them, because substitutes don't deserve that crap. And what else is crappy is our 2007 senior class. The prank (and I realize not EVERY kid in the class of 2007 deserves to be in my You Are Crap category) was pulled off by the graduating class of 2007. Last year, the prank was baby oil in the main intersection of the school. 2006 people were then going to stage a fight to get administrators, teachers and security running then sliding to the fight. Thank goodness no one broke any bones! If I remember right, someone tipped off administration. THIS year, the prank was toilet papering the trees around the school, egging the school and then breaking some windows of the school. Some school spirit, huh? Perhaps evil spirit, one could say. Whoever did it, prank or not, should be arrested for vandalism, and then if caught before next week's ceremony, made to sit it out.



Emily turned six on Tuesday, and I (but I'm supposed to say "we) bought her a ballerina outfit with a ballerina necklace. Unfortunately, when she tries to dance, she's more clompsome than graceful. It doesn't matter, though. I'll have the video to bribe her when she's a teenager.


Are we still here?

Kansas has been whacked pretty hard by spring weather this year. Greensburg is barely on the map anymore and several twisters landed a couple days/nights ago in surrounding counties. Tornado siren malfunctions kept the hubby and I up most of the night, and last night, the electricity went out. We knew it was back on when we heard a crisp SNAP and "Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh ... " Emily's little bedside lamp automatically started with the fresh surge of current into it. Almost like a Pooh Poltergeist.

I leaped out of bed before too much awake-damage was done, and there was Em, looking quite startled.

I explained as best as I could at 2:30 a.m. why I had to suddenly turn off her lamp. She in turn wanted to snuggle. I rubbed her back and gave her "Wendy," a giant stuffed girl Grandma Reed had given her eons ago.

Another night of sleeplessness for me when I finally fell asleep somewhere in the 3-3:30 range. Alarm off at 4:00 a.m. Alarm turned off at 4:00.01 a.m.

I feel bad, but probably not nearly as bad as those folks in Greensburg who have completely different places to lay their heads. So, whatever I've/we've gone through, I have to be thankful--and I'll catch up on sleep some other time.