Parent/Teacher Conferences...the high school experience

We had P/T conferences today. I got to stay at school until 7:30 this evening. We had 3 hours for conferences. I saw 3 parents. I believe that averages out to 1 an hour. They were all parents of students who do well in English so I did get to have nice visits but still.....

Now for the big question... why do we have these things for older students? By the time they are in high school, the parents pretty well know what to expect from their children. They can also get the grades online at any time. If I felt as if we were accomplishing something, I would be all for it. However, for the past several years, I haven't had many of my students' parents show up. Now I get to do this all over again on Thursday. At least I don't have to get up early on Friday since we get the day off.

For the next big question... why aren't we making up a day of school on Friday? The board has to approve it, but surely we were in school long enough last week for them to get a meeting posted. Maybe not. Oh well, I guess I will just have to relax and enjoy the day with the Hubby.

Finally, I get to drag myself, oops I mean, jump out of bed tomorrow and deal with students while trying to keep myself awake. Making English seem semi interesting or at least not have it lull them into a sleeping stupor will be my quest for tomorrow.

Ta, ta for now!!! I do need my beauty rest and my body is ready to call it a day. If you have read this far, I would like to say thanks for staying around for the final lines. If you haven't gotten this far, then you won't know it and I have nothing to say to you anyway.

Tagged by the Cap'n

So I've been tagged and need to come up with 10 things people probably don't know about me. This will be hard because I am well known for telling just about everything especially embarrassing things about myself. But, here goes.

1. I used to bite my toenails. Gross, yes, but also true. Thanks Sis for reminding me.

2. I once tried to pick my teeth with a clean bra. It wouldn't have been so bad but my niece's fiance was there meeting us for the first time and he witnessed it. Sister-in-law Toni just about lost it on that one. Oh yeah, and he is no longer in the family, but I don't think that had anything to do with it.

3. When I was little before we moved to Wyandotte, I was bashful and hid behind my mother anytime someone tried to talk to me. 3rd grade and Wyandotte changed that forever.

4. I once stayed out all night with a group of college friends and slept in a cave after visiting a nightclub in Pittsburg, KS. My parents never knew. This was my Freshman year before I started dancing or drinking and there was no hanky panky either!!!!!

5. My cousin and I decorated my room with pictures of beautiful women dressed in beautiful gowns that we found in some magazines. At the bottom was this word Modess that we thought sounded romantic. This is when my mother decided she needed to have the "talk" with me. Modess was the name of a feminine protection item back in the 50's and 60's.

6. I once cried when a guy broke up with me, not because he broke up with me but because he beat me to the punch. I had it all planned out how I was going to break it to him gently and wham, he broke it to me gently. I couldn't very well say "Wait a minute me first!" so I cried.

7. I will talk to you on the phone forever if you call me but I seldom if ever call anyone to just talk.

8. I hate confrontations. I don't back down if confronted but I am not one to confront others. I talk a good fight but I don't like to actually have them.

9. After I had my cerebral hemorrhage, the only two things that were affected were my eye sight and my memory. There are parts of my past that I just don't remember.

10. I also had a near death experience when I had my cerebral hemorrhage. I was floating above the room and could see myself lying there. People were yelling, "code blue" and I couldn't figure out what all of the fuss was about. I felt very calm and not frightened at all. I didn't remember this until the Cap'n was in the hospital when he was 9 months old. I was awakened in the night by nurses and doctors yelling "code blue" and running down the halls.

So there you have it. I am sure there are many more damaging things that I could tell about myself but even I know how to keep some things to myself.