We're role models

Last night, Cas and I went out for our last trivia night before the big trip.  Mom didn't want to join this time, and Jerone was at a conference out of state, so it was just me, Cas and Laura.  So we decided to win anyway.  Man, we know a lot of useless stuff.  Brett was talking with us before the game started, and Laura was explaining people send us their kids and stuff because we're role models.  That immediately became our team name.

It was a good night, and as Cas waited for me at the door, he somehow got a video game to say this:

How he got it to ask for $32 is beyond me.  That seems a little steep for electronic lawn darts or electronic cornhole.  I have an actual cornhole set for the back yard that I think cost me $60 or something, so if I have played it twice, it's like I'm making money?  

Anyhow, after our big day Friday, I spent Saturday with Danny and Dad.  We had to go on our tour of Nine Band Brewing.  It was my Father's Day gift, after all.  Cas was on the fence about coming with.  I checked with the people at Nine Band to see if they had any canned cider or anything available, and when they said no, it became just the three of us.  We had a great time, and it was good to get the Father's Day celebration in before the trip.  

On Sunday, Danny came to the house to help with the patched hole in the kitchen ceiling from our recent plumbing repair, so today, all I have left to do is miraculously (somehow) obtain the perfect color of paint to match the ceiling and cover the new texture with it.  No sweat, right?  I may also get my wedding band sized and pick up the last scraps of food we'll need while we're still around town.  

Cas wants to go to his gym today for a class.  There are two classes he is interested in attending, in fact, and he is contemplating going to both.  Sounds crazy to me.  I'll be lucky if I get to my gym to climb fake stairs in the midst of all my errands.  I'm feeling pretty smug about that, though.  I have been keeping track of my exercise since I started going to the gym in January, and I have deliberately exercised 100 days this year,  Since there have only been 180 days since the new year, that means I have exercised on more days than I haven't.  Not too shabby, given my previous levels of laziness.  

I am just glad I didn't have to drive to South Dallas today.  On Thursday of last week, then again on Monday and Tuesday of this week, I had to go to Townview for professional development.  Ugh.  So dumb.  I know we have to, but could they possibly come up with something more interesting than Academic Rigor through the Lens of the TEKS?  I mean, does that sound awesome to anyone?  Ever?  Alas, it is over.  We spent about an hour talking about how to write a student objective using the higher level verbs on the chart of Bloom's Taxonomy words we all had in front of us.  At least it was digital.  When I get a handout in a training session, I think of that old Mitch Hedberg joke:

I hate it when somebody gives you a flyer.  It's like they're saying, "Here, you throw this away."

And that's pretty much what happens...

No matter.  I am done until August.  No more academic rigor.  No more unpacking the state standards.  No more aligning my course content with a national academy requirement.  Nothing dumb like that for a few months.  All I have to do now is go on the trip of a lifetime, marry my guy and have a reception when we get back home.  Sounds about a squadrillion times better than content specific TEKS analysis.