Consumed.

I watch you come and go
wondering what's on your mind
a quick glance to see if it's me

Heart strings pulled
like a master puppeteer
I jump, I fly, I'd say goodbye

My mind is consumed
interference
that's you

Wrong time
wrong place
but I need more

A growing addiction
no doc can cure
the remedy I already know

Thoughts, ideas
circulate around you
permanence, no matter what I do

One second
two minutes
three hours, too much

A yearning so deep
felt in my chest
and everywhere else

I'll continue on
facing the truth
of reality.

The Preschool App.

Your first kiss. The passing of a loved one. Leaving home for college. Committing to marriage. Giving birth. These are some of the things that I consider "life-changing" moments. Moments that are not only life-changing, but are also generators of immense stress. WRONG! There is no event in your life that can compare to the stress of filling out your (first-born) child's preschool application... especially when you are a teacher! Here are the top 10 list of questions running through my mind as I fill out the piece of paper that could potentially determine whether my child is headed to Harvard or The Hills...

10. Do I describe my child's personality as "fun-loving" or "fun-loving as long as there is a nap involved"?

9. Is "Peek-a-Boo" considered a developmental milestone?

8. Is my child's obsession with the song, "Happy Birthday To You" mean that she has musical talent?

7. Can I write down "nose-digging" as my child's hobby?

6. I wonder if grunting is considered as "expanded vocabulary"?

5. Will they accept "Ewwww..." as, "I have to use the bathroom"?

4. Is okay if my child can only correctly identify her colors with the use of M&Ms?

3. Cry. Stop. Cry. Stop. Cry. Stop. Signs of resiliency?

2. Do they consider, "Because I said so" an effective form of communication?

1. Is neurosis hereditary?

Happy Slicing! :)

A SOLSC Miracle!

It's been a while... August of 2012 to be exact. But of course, it would be none other than the Slice Of Life March Challenge to bring me back from the dead, (hopefully I am not a zombie). If I had a nickel for every time I came up with a reason to not blog, I'd be retired. All my excuses worked until February started to fade away and the scents of spring began to arrive as March rolled in. Email after email filled my inbox; notifications of new posts from my favorite writers, but these weren't just their regular daily posts, they were official SOLSC posts. I couldn't ignore it, no matter how hard I tried. March 1..... March 2..... I wrote in my notebook, but did not, would not log in to my computer. And here we have arrived on March 3. A beautiful Sunday, and now I can't even keep my fingers from typing! My brain is spitting out ideas left and right, while my fingertips try their best to keep in tune with my overflow of thoughts.

I figure two days late is better than 31 days late, so here I am. The following is what I scribbled down in my notebook when I was thinking about my new experiences with co-teaching. A subject that I have a lot to say and ask about! Happy Slicing, Slicers!
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you plus me, and them

equals three

but two of us together

engaging

taming

conquering "them"

there is so much sense to it

with you

and me

we meet

we plan

till we drain our brains

but wait!

there's more

ideas tucked away

waiting to be shared.

you teach

than I'll teach

try mine

and I'll try yours

two into one

so the third will succeed

co-teach

side-by-side

no better place to be.