What I Would Give...

For one day of this. Total Bliss.

If I have to suffer through more of this 29 degree weather with no snow and now rain... I'm going to scream. Now some of you might be saying, 29!? Wow, that's warm.. or some of you might be saying..cough.. Island Girl.. cough.. I'm glad I'm further South than you are enjoying my Spring-like weather. But this Classy girl? She's stuck. In the dead of winter, freezing temperatures, no snow, therefore, no snow days where one would get work days cancelled, and really pretty pissed off about it. We all know how much I hate winter anyway, but add rain to the equation...this is ridiculous. Tell me how, Mr. Super Athlete got all of his classes cancelled today because of weather conditions and he lives approximately 45 minutes north of me. Here, however, we get freezing rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Bah! Sure, roads are bad, trees are down in some areas around me because of ice weighing down the branches, but other than that, it's not like it's snowing or anything.

I really need a vacation.

My newly revamped classroom is beautiful. We worked really hard to get it the way we wanted it and the way it should've been to begin with. The kids absolutely love it. This also means that they are crazy in it. Way too excited. A positive and a negative. I knew it would come back to bite me. Today has just been one of those days. Not necessarily bad, but one of those... you know. The kind you just wish you could've slept through. I feel like I've raised my voice far too much, but all of it was necessary. My boss laughed when I was upstairs earlier, saying "I bet my teachers are praying for a snow day, right Classy?" ..... She has no idea. This afternoon, my children will be performing a snow dance. What that is, I don't know at the moment, but anything to get a day off, works for me. We'll see how that pans out. For some reason, I feel like I'm not that lucky. We'll find out.

Men!

What is it with men? Maybe it's just the men in my life. Maybe that's too broad. Maybe it's just some of the men in my life. Blatant disregard for other people, mainly me. Do I allow it to happen to myself? Probably. Ridiculous I know for someone who seems so strong-willed. I'm a sucker for some, I won't lie to you. Rico is one of those someones.

As much as I'm a sucker for him, it also means that he can absolutely infuriate me. Which was the case this evening. Love him, really I do. But how can one person be so aggravating? Tonight was one of the few nights out of the week where Classy gets some alone time as Mr. Perfect had a rehearsal to attend. What does Classy like to do in her alone time? Catch up with her friends, talk on the phone, watch episode after episode of Law & Order, and facebook. When there is no work to do be done, no one to entertain, and no one to criticize my L&O addiction, this is the life I lead. One friend I enjoy catching up with and talking to would be Rico. Usually I can spend time laughing at his ridiculous stories or being informed of the current small college gossip. Tonight however, apparently I was not important enough for conversation. I talked to him after work, then maybe a text message here or there for an hour or so, and then nothing... for quite some time. When he finally decided to grace me with a phone call, he said he had been in a meeting and then people had stopped by and why yes he'd seen that I had been trying to get ahold of him, but no he had chosen to simply watch the phone ring or see the text messages light up his phone instead of picking up or returning one. He was sorry but really, he didn't quite know why... Seriously? Let me rephrase... SERIOUSLY?

I'm not a needy person. Perhaps sometimes I can be, as we all can, but in general, not needy. I do ask that if you're talking to me and then all of a sudden you aren't anymore, to perhaps provide reason or explanation for blatantly ignoring me. Too much to ask? I mean honestly!

Please note that had it been the other way around, the flip side of the coin if you will, he would have been so angry with me that I would not have heard the end of it. I, however, have been apologized to, so I need to move on. Right. This is me venting... and moving on. Call me childish if you feel it necessary but I'm just asking for a little mutual respect here.

Another knot in the rope we use to hold onto one another I suppose. Unfortunately for him, as he's well aware, is the fact that I don't forget easily. It's not about keeping score... okay, it could be... it's about allowing him the opportunity to see how he treats me turned around to directly affect how he's treated. Funny how that works, isn't it?

Yes, I still love him. He's one of my closest friends. He's not usually such a jerk... towards me anyway. I'm still not happy at the moment... it happens. Men.

Truth Be Told

Sometimes I just want to start a fight. Honestly. Classy, yes? Not quite. I'm not talking about "white trash-let me kick someone's ass-pull hair-scratch and spit-beat down," I don't do that. I'm just in a need to scream a little... Maybe one slap. Just one!

It's been one of those weekends... not a bad weekend, per se, but a weekend where I've just been in a mood. Every man in my life is on my last nerve in one way or another. Mr. Perfect has been Mr. PMS for the past few days. I'm not sure if he's not getting enough sleep or his daily dose of calcium, but whatever the case might be, I'm over it. Rico also knows how to get under my skin when he feels it necessary. I'm over that too. Then there are the select few ladies in my life that are driving me crazy as well. Diva came up this weekend and I'm always glad to see a face from home. But she became quite inebriated last night and her filter basically shut down after that. I was quite annoyed by the end of the evening. Basically, I'm just fed up.

Last night, I went to my Halloween party of the weekend... a day late in order to also make it a birthday party for one of our friends. It was enjoyable. I looked good. That was a plus. But I was so aggravated by everyone for the majority of the evening, I hardly would say it was as much fun as I remember house parties being in college. In any case, it was fine I guess. I'm just in a mood. A state of mind, if you will. You've been there... you know you have. I'm ready for some alone time. Or some time to spend with those who understand me a little more than some have proven to this weekend. Hope you have had a Happy Halloween weekend! Here's to a new week!