My students think it is a part of their role to critique my clothing and assessory choices. Everyday I am surveyed from head to toe. Then I have to listen their comments about what I have on that day. I think the focus is more heightened because they wear uniforms. And there are only so many things one can say about khaki pants and polo shirts.
Yesterday they did not like my lace socks paired with ballet flats. I know because I heard all about it!
And they always complain about the green marbled sweater coat that I put on when I get chilly (which is all the time). They call it the “ugly old bathrobe.” They really get bent out of shape when it doesn’t match what I am wearing!
The one Friday that I wore a pair of Coach sneakers, I was the talk of the school! No one thought I even owned a pair of tennis shoes, I was informed.
Once when I was not wearing my wedding ring, a male student asked if I was “mad” at my husband!
Today it was my shoes. I happen to like them and think they are quite cute and quaint. Many kids agreed with me. But several wondered why I had on “old lady” shoes at my age? One of my students called them girl “leprechaun” shoes and asked if I was looking for “me gold”! Another student inquired “Where you think you going in those shoes?!” But they liked the pair of diamond barretts in my hair, so they gave me “points” for those.
A front view
A side angle
Of course they have opinions about EVERYTHING! Their junior fashion critiques add a little humor to my day. Not to mention, it is a good springboard for teaching fact versus opionion!
These received the stamp of approval
Sympathy-harmony of or agreement in feeling, as between persons or on the part of one person with respect to another.
Symphony-harmony of sounds.
Yesterday when I grabbed the mail from the box, I noticed that our carrier left me a treat. I read the card first and immediatedly teared up at its message of condolence. Through a haze of tears I looked at the giant candy bar and couldn’t believe my eyes! The name of it was “Sympathy!” How depressing, morbid, and strange! The economy must really be in dire staits if Hershey’s had created a line of candy bars solely for the grief stricken I thought. While her gift was a kind gesture, I didn’t want an edible reminder of my loss–especially in the form of chocolate!
I looked again to make sure that my eyes were not playing tricks on me. SYMPATHY, it screamed in bold letters. I felt even more despondent wondering how I would stomach the “Sympathy” bar. Wanting to make sure I hadn’t lost my mind, I wiped my eyes and took another peek at the label. I started laughing hysterically in relief when I saw that it said Symphony and not Sympathy!
My husband was fascinated with our blog. And because he was a funny guy, he had to poke fun at me for blogging. He even gave me a nickname, “Mary J. Blog.” Everytime something happened in our life whether big or small he would inquire tongue-in-cheek , “Are you going to blog about it?!”
Sometimes he would do something goofy on purpose and ask me to write about it. Or he would make a series of silly faces and beg me to take pictures of him to upload. He got a good laugh out of teasing me about my hobby.
He always wanted to know if I blogged about him. So I showed him a few of the posts which made him beam with pride. He was my number one fan and really loved everything I did.
Sometimes he’d say he was going to start a blog of his own if he felt that I was spending to much time on the computer. I thought it was rather cute that he was jealous! I told him that Rhonda and I would love to have him as a guest writer, a thought which caused us both to erupt with laughter!