Bad Birthday

So, among all the bad birthdays I've had (and I can't think of a single other one, really), #27 will go down in history books as a really bad one! 3 minutes after midnight (yes, that's 3 minutes into my birthday; yes, I checked my clock), I was running to the bathroom only to uneat all my food from the night before. With three more trips later that night to do some more de-chewing, I decided I was officially sick. So, I spent most of my birthday tossing and turning, going from sweating hot to bone-shaking cold to aches and throbbing pains ... I'll stop here. You know what it's like.

Guess God's birthday present to me this year was a day off of work. Next year, I'll take a rose bouquet please.

Economics

There's got to be some irony in the fact that my first assigned unit at the Middle School is the one subject I'll be licensed to teach in May but haven't taken myself yet: Economics. I'm actually enrolled in the college class right now, trying to battle my way through it. Wish I could take it at the 8th grade level though, partly because it'd be easier and partly because I'd feel so much passion for it again.

It's been fun and interesting, learning right alongside all the kids and teaching them at the same time. On Wednesday, we read an article about how rising prices in gas are causing rising prices in food which are causing some Haitians (who can't afford the food now) to eat dirt cakes instead. The kids really got into, and by the end, they wanted to know what we could do: some kind of fundraise or field trip to package food for them. Feed My Starving Children has a location in Brooklyn Center, but I'm not sure how I could pull it off without endorsing a Christian organization. How much fun would that be?

Burger Bowl?

Guess we know who Burger King is rooting for. This is the sign I saw:

Be a Patriot.
Eat a Giant Whopper.