I just joined SP 9. :D I was waiting on Heather's secretpal to start, but it's currently in limbo, so I jumped ship and went for the mega big secret pal swap. I'm excited. I waited until the LAST minute, so I hope I can still get in on the fun. I guess I'll know on the 15th of October. Yay.
EDIT: I got in!! :D

Bored at work, avoiding my lesson plans.

WHO KNITS THIS CRAP???!!!

For the skimpy, Scarlett in all of us.

A la Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman

And now her nighttime look. Elegent, no?

Summer wear...for the days when a thong is just too risque!

Her winter look...

And finally, a look that any boss would love to see his new CEO step off of the elevator in...


What were they thinking? It is from some haute couture site, but it looks all sleezy and cheap to me. "You wanna 'haute' this big boy?"


Some things just shouldn't be knitted.

I know I said this blog was only for knitting, but I lied. I need to vent to someone and Dave's not helpful because he just gets angry with me and that is just a cycle waiting to happen.

I'm very depressed and frustrated with teaching at this point. I've lived my life around teachers and knowing I wanted to be one when I grew up. Now I'm wishing I was a carpet cleaner or a pooper scooper...anything but a teacher. I've spent my whole life wanting this and suddenly, I no longer want it. I don't like my kids, I don't like my school, and I don't like teaching. How could I have wasted so much time to get to the end and hate it? I mean I still love the quest for knowledge, but these kids are limp noodles most days. And demon spawn the next. I have had a bad day with my 4th block kids and I just want a break. I am going to break if this keeps up. They have taken all of my joy and crushed the life out of it. I hate waking up each morning knowing I have to do deal with these monsters that parents send to school daily. Most of these kids will end up scaping out of high school with a hope and a prayer. I'm so negative, but jesus...they beat me down every day I go in. And no matter what I try, it seems as though it ends in failure.

I've just had such a bad day that I want to quit and never go back in another high school as long as I live. It says something serious when someone who has always wanted to teach and is overly qualified to do can't stand to be in the classroom.