I drank the Kool-Aid......

the Dyson Kool-Aid that is......and dang it is A-W-E-S-O-M-E!

Let me back up a tad.......

Friday night my mom & I were hosting a CAbi party here at my home. So that afternoon I was doing the obligatory "tidying up." As we were vacuuming the stairs my Dirt Devil bit the big one. We are talking dead with a capital "D." My mom oh-so-graciously came to my rescue by loaning me her Hoover Wind Tunnel and all was well. In fact the party was fab-u-lous!

But....insert a very big but here...... that didn't solve my long term vacuum issue. We simply cannot live a single day without a vacuum. Why you ask?

This 80lb fur ball is why. As much as we love her....she is a giant shedding machine. Seriously we constantly have dog hair everywhere. A vacuum is a necessity of life around here.

So yesterday before we headed to a Halloween party I drug my kiddos to the store to lay down some cash for a new vacuum. And after a ton of research I bought this new beauty....

It works wonderfully! Can you see all the crud in the cannister?? That is what the Dyson picked up after we did a thorough job with my mom's vacuum cleaner. It was crazy!

Notice how Shotzie refuses to look at my new Dyson in the picture....it was no coincidence...she truly refuses to look at it. The only reason she was even this close to it was because she had been given a very firm "Sit. Stay" command. I think the big D. is her new arch nemisis. :)

I only wish our Target had had the pretty pink one in stock.......................that truly would've been heaven!

So where have I been?

Every-stinkin'-where.......that's where :)


Yep......college classrooms, the college library, my office (or on the sofa with my laptop), elementary & middle school classrooms......you know I am just all kinds of crazy I tell ya! So I am pressing on with this Master's program (4 classes this semester) & uber-busy writing my thesis on Japanese American internment during WWII (as it applies to freedom & democracy.....yada, yada, yada) plus I having been subbing in our local school district. Yeah.....i have all kinds of free time, ya know (said with by best Minnesota accent)?



So obviously I've been busy....with nothing exciting to write about but I do have to throw this little tidbit out for my sister Femmie. I know she'll get a total kick out of it....................




Today I taught 8th grade at our charter school. Part of my day included an hour and a half lesson in Pre-Algebra. Yes, Femmie....................I said algebra. Okay....let me tell you all that right about now my sister has not only shot diet coke out her nose all over the comouter screen, she probably has also wet her pants laughing so hard........................and with good cause, I tell you. Let me explain.......while we are both relatively smart (not to brag) & are really good students (with slight over-achiever issues) we both absolutley suck at algebra! Seriously....this notion is absolutely hysterical! And the kids actually thought I 'had it together". One girl even said "I wish Mr. G could explain it like that!" And another said as I left "Man I wish you were our regular teacher."

See, Femmie....there is hope for us yet...........................:)