Monday, January 15, 2007
by Amanda.
Me: Have you noticed that you never hear anyone say, “I have gas out the wazoo”?
Him: Yeah. But that would make a lot of sense.

Friday, January 12, 2007
by Amanda.
The worst thing a parent has ever (allegedly) said during a parent-teacher conference:

Wednesday, January 3, 2007
by Amanda.

Me: Yeah, like a black comedy.

Saturday, December 2, 2006
by Amanda.
“Today when I was in Garden of Eden, I was looking for those crackers you like. I couldn’t find them and I was in a hurry, so I was just gonna ask one of the workers where they are.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006
by Amanda.
Karen, my co-teacher: Teaching middle school is challenging. [Turning to the kindergarten teachers we're sitting with]. Your kids are challenging in a different way.

Thursday, November 2, 2006
by Amanda.
Another great day of professional development, while talking about neuromotor functions.
Elizabeth (a math teacher colleague of mine): Yeah, I had a shihzu, but it ate its own feces so I got rid of it.

Wednesday, November 1, 2006
by Amanda.
I’m walking downstairs beside a teacher and a little girl from the school on the second floor of my building. (Three different schools are hosted in my school’s building). I overhear this chirpy, silly conversation, make eye contact with the teacher, smile, and shrug.

Sunday, October 22, 2006
by Amanda.
A phone conversation with my sister, the astute observer.
Megan: So I think Daddy broke his finger.

Thursday, October 19, 2006
by Amanda.
Vernon is taking his practice state math test beside me. I’ve been sitting by him for an hour, reading each question and answer choice. While he works on a problem, I lean back in my chair and crack my knuckles.

Friday, October 13, 2006
by Amanda.
Student: [singing and dancing in his best Justin Timberlake imitation] “Go ahead, be gone with it. VIP. Go ahead, be gone with it. Drinks on me…”
