Worse than a finger in the chili?
I brought some strawberries to work today, and rinsed them off before I started eating them with sour cream and brown sugar (yum!). I noticed a little piece of something on one of them, and brushed it off, not thinking much of it.
Later, I looked at it a little closer--it was a spider leg! One of those daddy-long legs type. Blechhh!!
What's worse, a finger in your chili, or a leg in your strawberries?!
Cravings, this is just WEIRD
For a while, all I wanted to eat was grilled cheese sandwiches and quesadillas. That lasted for a couple weeks. Then it was chocolate milk. Then pancakes
. Then banana malts, thanks to Katherine
One night, I cooked chicken and rice in a tomato-oregano sauce, and then decided I didn't want that, I wanted poached eggs on toast.
It's getting kind of hard to grocery shop, because I have no idea what I'll just HAVE to have that week. I bought tons of bananas this week, but I haven't really been wanting the banana malts any more. And I was eating so much cheese for a while, but that's passed. The only consistent thing seems to be that I'm drinking more milk.
Now, it seems I keep smelling beef-flavored rice-a-roni. Erick was heating up some chili last night, and it smelled like rice-a-roni to me. Now I'm smelling it at work, and I'm reasonably sure no one is eating it. Weird, just weird!!!
Junior High Science
For some reason, I've been thinking more lately about teaching Junior High. I taught Science for two years at a private Christian school, and though I would never go back to it, I do have some great memories.
Junior highers can be snotty, defiant, and irresponsible, but they are also hilarious.
Some of my favorite students were a group of boys who proudly classified themselves as nerds. One boy, Bobby, would beg me to let him read the encylopedia in class when he had finished his work. Bobby and his friends once drew a picture of the human body and were naming each body part. Larry the left arm, Kevin the kidney, Paul the pancreas, etc.
Bobby also developed a keen interest in a creature called the Pangolin
. He would talk about it constantly to anyone who would listen. I didn't believe that it was a real animal until he showed it to me on the internet. He had even made his own website about it.
Those guys had me laughing hysterically on many occasions.
The same kids also got themselves in trouble during our frog dissection project because they decided it would be a great idea to play chef and thinly slice the meat off of the frog's leg. They had been warned that mutlilation of their frog would affect their grade, and sure 'nuff, it did. It was funny, though.
I often wonder what those guys are doing now. I guess they'd be Juniors in high school, and I hope they are still as happy and as indifferent to what other people think of them as they were in 7th grade.