Le couch. We picked it up this morning with some help from my cousin Jake. It's comfortable (you don't feel bars beneath your bum) and looks great in our living room. I love it!

Oops!

I've made mistakes teaching before, so messing up in front of the class generally doesn't phase me. However, today I made a mistake that made me want to crawl in a hole and die...

I was teaching about nutrition and was quite excited about what I was saying - when I get excited while talking it is very easy to start talking much faster. But, talking faster often makes me trip over my words (sometimes I put words in the wrong order, other times I switch letters from two different words and come up with new words). Today was no exception. As I was talking I accidentally switched around a few letters and ended up including 'hell' in my sentence. That's right, I said a bad word in front of my class. Oy.

The only thing I noticed at first was that my sentence sounded really weird and that it didn't make any sense. I stopped to think for a second and realized what I had just said. Oops! I was going to blow the whole thing off and act like it didn't happen when I saw the looks on all my kid's faces - big eyes, jaws hitting the ground, you get the idea. Before I knew it the entire class was in an uproar (because apparently it is really funny when the teacher says a bad word). The kids wouldn't leave it alone for the rest of the day.

Maybe if I'm lucky they will forget about it by tomorrow. I'm going to keep wishing. :) I promise I'm a good teacher, really.

Ridiculous

Two weeks ago I went into the Student Health Center and had blood drawn for the prenatal labs that my doctor requested. (Any of you that know how I handle needles knows that I barely escaped with my life.) But seriously, it wasn't the most fun thing I've ever done. I didn't pass out this time, but they did make me drink some juice and wait around for a bit because apparently I was really pale. Once I left the lab I thought I was done.

A week later I got a phone call from the lab saying that I needed to come back in because they needed to draw more blood. I was thinking, Right. Definitely not going to happen. I was curious as to why they needed more of my blood and was informed that the hospital my blood was sent to accidentally misplaced some of it and didn't have enough to run all the tests my doctor requested. Are you kidding me?! Something like this would only happen to me. I even asked the lady on the phone if they couldn't just use someone else's blood for the tests... she just laughed.

I reluctantly went back into the lab today and am proud to say that once again I survived getting my blood drawn. What a trooper!

My new mixer in use. :) Thanks mom and dad!

How I Feel

This pretty much sums up how I feel right now... except for the fact that it's hair isn't on fire.

I have been running around like a mad woman today with a billion things to do, teachers throwing things at me left and right, the stupid TWS, and all the normal house keeping things. I'm exhausted. And I have a whole heck of lot to do tonight before I can go to bed. So of course, I'm spending my time wisely and blogging. :)

I love the whole student teaching thing - my kids are hilarious and in a week or so I'll be doing absolutely all the teaching 24/7 (which I am very excited about!) - but, it's literally insane. There's no way I can do everything perfectly and that bugs me. I just need an extra 12 hours in my day and maybe then I could get everything done the way I want.