(to the music of the school song)
To Mrs. Russell
May you learn how to smile some day
To Mrs. Russell
Here's the money you force me to pay
Ra, Ra, Ra!!!
'Neath the ceiling of your comfy office
You send my bill with delight
From the last to the first,
To us you're the worst,
Mrs. JOY Russell
Can't believe I remember that. I probably wrote it during one of Mr. Turner's classes or something.
I'm having a day like you did the other day. Just want to crawl into bed and stay there. Not talk to anyone, just sleep and be motionless. But I think I'm going to force myself to be motionfull. I think I will take Shadow for a walk/jog after I write this. Hopefully I will have a better state of mind after working out.
Don't know what's wrong with me today. Can't seem to snap into anything. Just wanna sleep and drink wine, not necessarily in that order. It's my good week, I'm not sleep deprived, I'm not sick like everyone else around here. Can't get my mind in a good place.
Cathy, its good to hear from you again. Hope you feel better soon. Actually, you know me, comfortably numb is usually a place I like to go, and if the doctor actually prescribed something that got me there, I'd be in heaven. I know it takes a certain amount of "stress" to get things accomplished, but it doesn't help anything to stress out over things we can't control - like taxes. I would be completely enjoying that relaxed, feel nothing, no reaction state if it were me. I'm glad you started writing on here again. Missed you.
Royce, just ignore me today. Hope I'm not too unbearable.
Nikki, I'm glad we're doing this getting in shape thing together. It really helps me to do it with other people. I know you've had days like this. I call them jello days.
Maybe some yoga will help.
Maybe reading a book in the bathtub.
Okay, off to put myself in motion.
5 Comments:
Oooo Barb i am so close to remembering the song. In my day it was Mrs. Ortner...with a name like that who could be pleasant anyway?
Good job cleaning out from under your couch. i'd say that would be an accomplishment for the day around here.
oh GOD you 2, I so remember mrs Lois Ortner!!! Yes, ewww. And Barb I am having your day today. I want to eat carbs and sleep. Had to work late and it's raining like well, like it's the northwest. I have a leak in my car and when I got in I sat in a small lake. So I came home, fed miss Reilly and am contemplating bed with a book. Tomorrow night is my first scheduled appointment with the gym. Tonight I will stretch and prepare the body for the onslaught. Am trying to phase sugar out like I did soda. It is HARD to find stuff without a lot of sugar tho! And, I enjoyed Royce's ideas for meals under a dollar. I may just make rice and beans tonight, that'll give me the carbs I want. Portion them out and I'll feel better. Drink water too. I do have to say I'm glad it's raining, I keep feeling like I've left Keaton somewhere and I need to go get him. I've been cleaning and throwing stuff out ever since he died, tonight I dont' know, I'll try. I just want a NAP and some CHOCOLATE. I'll settle for a book and my bed. It is really nice to know it's not just me doing this stuff, but nights like tonight feel like it is. mew, mew, mew
kyra....i am sorry about your kitty. It's hard when those we love die. My thoughts are with you.
It's Wednesday morning...early...i am half asleep....ack...more later.
And yet, in getting to really know Mrs. and Mr. Ortner years later, they were both some of the sweetest, kindest people ever.
Nice of you to comment Karl. It's nice to see you've joined the party. I appreciate all comments. It's good to know that some of those people that seemed so miserable have mellowed with age. Its sad that when they chose to be such an active part of young people's views on Christianity by representing the school that they could be such nasty people. If only more people were like your dad. I can honestly say that he probably saved my life on more than one occasion. Not by talking about Jesus, but by being like him. Your dad will always be so special to me. I think you know that. I am indebted to him and would do anything for him. The other faculty members should have taken his example. Of course they were nice to you. They had to be. You were faculty. Let me rephrase that, faculty that mattered. I know Mr. K was alot different years later. Tyler actually played percussion in his elementary band. Kind ironic huh? Mr. K and I definately saw more eye to eye as we got older. Its good to know that Mrs. Ortner turned out sweet. I wouldn't have seen that one coming.
Really, thank you for commenting. I hope you come back.
Do YOU remember the words to that song?
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