God has a way of forcing us to slow down...forcing those around us to leave us alone...forcing us to breathe...this time it is my darling little girl getting a bad cold with a high fever that did it. Yesterday around 1130am, the nurse called my school and told me to come and get my very sick child. I was worried about her, but I actually felt a sense of relief because nothing else would have stopped this crazy pace I've been on. There is no such thing as a sick day or mental health day for teachers in my building...not when we have a principal who wins an annual award for "Perfect Attendance." Apparently she has never gotten sick; her children have never gotten sick; she has never needed to attend a funeral...yada yada yada.
So, I will proceed to tell you everything that has kept me from you, and then I will attempt to respond to what all of you have been going through.
On Monday the editor of the CEA Advisor (Connecticut Education Association), a professional periodical, came to photograph me interacting with my students. Then I was interviewed for an hour. I will be featured in their January issue in an article about funding for preschool! How cool is that?!
"Everything Christmas" has been launched. Teachers are going nuts with the door decorating contest...everyone is trying to one-up each other. The ornaments are almost all done. Everyone is practicing their songs for the pageant. The tree lights have been restrung to look better. The permission slips to see "The Polar Express" have been passed out. Santa hats are on hold since we haven't been able to find child sizes. Imagine that...adult sizes only!!! There is still much to do, but at least we are on our way. This is pretty fun except for the Scrooges and Grinches who can't quit complaining.
I was all ready for my observation which was supposed to take place today. Well who knows when it will occur now.
I have planned my Sunday School lesson for Sunday, but haven't done the involved prep work yet.
I need to read an extremely looooong document called a "Self Study" written by the school I will be assessing next week. The validation process has to be based on their "Self Study," so I practically have to memorize it. I hate boring paperwork like this. I would much rather be at school refereeing all of the bickering between those who are filled with the holiday spirit and those who want to ruin everyone's fun.
My Christmas letter has yet to be written.
My friend and her family are moving to England after Christmas. But, we won't have time for a proper "Goodbye" because the moving van is arriving on Monday and then they are off to be with extended family till they need to be at the airport. I am so sad that they are leaving. My friend and her husband are such nice, down-to-earth people. And their daughters are so sweet. Their oldest is a good friend of my DD's. The only thing that makes this bearable is that they deserve to have this utterly amazing experience, and I want them to enjoy every bit of it. In fact, I wish I was going along!
There is a lot of stuff at DD's school. The nutty Brownie leader, Little Mrs. Suzie Homemaker, continues to email me daily to try to add to the weight on my shoulders with miniscule crap. She can go take a flying leap.
My aide has been in school but constantly on the phone because of the latest family drama. Her boyfriend's grandmother died (you'd think her own mother died by her hysterical behavior) and she has been totally feeding into all of it. The funeral is tomorrow, so she gets a three-day weekend.
I know there is more, but you get the gist of it. I really needed today to catch my breath.
My eating? HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!! At this point, my only goal is to maintain through the holidays.
I'll be back to post my responses to your posts.

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I stayed at the gym longer than I should have, and had other running around to do so I didn't get home till 8.

Since your life has been hetic this week and you won't able to make it to your WW meeting, how about we do the mini-challenge again for next week? I loved your advice you gave Summer about your WW leader and also about delating the emails from Little Miss Susie Homemaker. Hope tomorrow is a better day for you!