Ginger Is In Demand

Not much has been going on.  I was so completely bored yesterday once I got my school work caught up, I kept looking through to see if anyone had updated their blogs, facebook, myspace, Bueller, Bueller.  NOTHING was going on!  GRRR.  Boredom = no fun a ‘tall.

Another little tidbit which I have noticed in the last month or so is that I only have a few commenters anymore.  How come?  I still have the same number of hits for each new post, just not as many comments as there used to be.  Methinks people only comment when people are unhappy?  Not sure, but I am starting to get a complex, people!  I know that I don’t comment unless I have something to add, but DANG, really?  Am I that boring?  In other news, thank you to those who do care enough to speak up.  You are my BFF’s and I shall cherish you always! 

I had to write a reflective paper yesterday for one of my teaching classes, involving asking three people a)what they thought were the most important qualities a good teacher possesses and b)do they believe I will make a good teacher and why or why not.  I asked the Wonder Twin, Bekki, and Nova for their input.  I actually had to ride Nova’s ass a bit to get an answer, since he is a brother in procrastination.   The responses I got back were positive, and they gave me a nice confidence boost. 

I wrote and wrote on that reflection, and was surprised to find that it was five pages long by the time I was finished.  How in the world is it that I can easily write a five page long reflection, but a structured paper is difficult.  GRRRR. 

In my boredom yesterday evening, I began chatting with the one student who always pops up when I’m online.  (He actually just popped up as I was writing this, too.)  He needed help with one of his reflections, and I was trying to coach him through it.  Afterwards, he asked me about how V-Day went and everything.  We started talking about dating and how I have no idea what I’m doing.  I’m great at relationships, but not so much at playing the field.  This boy then admitted to having a crush on me, and that one of the other students had already figured it out.  Truth is, I had, too, but was doing everything I could to discourage it.    He said he’d like to date me, but I told him that wasn’t allowed (I would have damn sure said yes if it had been the Tom Brady look-alike) and gave the excuse of ethics.  The truth is that there is no attraction there on my part. 

I’m going to lunch tomorrow with the Fireman.  Not really sure how I feel about that.  I don’t want to be the person who is with one person but thinking about someone else, if that makes sense.  Hopefully it will be fun, and I have decided that I will write about it.  I can’t give that up.  I suppose I’ll just tell Wonder Twin not to read if he doesn’t want to know details.  Not sure if it would bother him or not, but I know it would bother me to know things like that about him, ya dig?

I felt really weird yesterday morning, and I couldn’t figure out why.  I don’t know if I’m anxious about lunch tomorrow, if I just really miss WT (I do, very much so), or if our discussion the other day put me off balance.  Probably a little bit of everything.  I felt better by the afternoon, so I figure it was nothing. 

PS – If you’re a lurker, please de-lurk just this once and say hi.  I am always looking for new blog buddies, plus you’d make me smile!