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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Speechless

I will be here. At this very spot. In two days. I have never done anything like this by myself and I'm nervous. Anxious. Excited. Thrilled. I have to give a shoutout to people who have supported me and been so excited for me to get here. Kelly Oram, who has wanted me to do this for five years. Ryan, who told me it was now or never (probably) and has wanted me to do this for a whole year. Kristie, Dennise, Emma and Britney for helping take care of my little monkeys. To Bonnie, for being my travel companion. She has every reason to not go on this trip, and she's going anyway. Mom and DAd Thorne for helping me with the initial payment (and for being so excited to see me go.) And my Mom and Dad and sister, Shelly, who remember that huge poster of the Eiffel Tower I use to have hanging on my wall in my bedroom in the 8th grade.
So this post was titled speechless. Seems I did have something to say.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Davis Reads & Lady Macbeth


At Davis High School where I teach we are implementing a new reading initiative. To catapult this into place, each teacher was encouraged to bring their favorite book (s) and head to the photography studio to have their picture taken. These picture are placed in said teachers classrooms in 20x24 size frames (I think) for all to see. I thought it would be way too much fun to dress up as my favorite Shakespearean character and get my picture taken. My bestest friend Syd came and did my hair and make up. I barely fit into that dress (my ribcage is not the size it use to be) and I think I made my friend Kelly Oram who took my picture an eensy-weensy bit uncomforable because of how much skin I was showing. And plus, I just look damn hot! This is the closest I will ever be to actually being Lady Macbeth. And I'm okay with that. My favorite part of the picture is the blood dripping off the knife. Also a Syd feature. My other favorite part is having this in my classroom when my new little sophomores come in next year. I think I may carry around my blood soaked knife on the first day. Just for fun.