funny*subbing*moment numero...???...

so yesterday,

in the second grade that i subbed in,

i was teaching them about the flag.

we talked about the stars:

how there's 50 now, because the U.S. has 50 states,

and

how the first flag had only 13 stars,

because in the beginning of America, there were only 13 states.

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simple enough.

easy enough.

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the funny part came

when I posed the question:

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"What do you think the 13 red and white stripes symbolize?"
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and

little Ian Tau, uncertain,

answered:

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"The blood of Jesus Christ?"

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Haa haa!

wrong subject, buddy, but good guess.

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happy last*day*of*sept!!

YESSS!!!

damp&drizzly *sept*tuesday*

*polka-dot*

rainboots

[had the umbrella for a long long time; spotted the boots this summer.

the rest is history.]
[the best kinds of umbrellas are from totes.]

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plans.

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treats.

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stucco wall.

have a good Wednes, you skittle-poppers, you!

i wish i could stay under*the*covers with you

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who do you wish you could *snuggle* with all day long?

*GRAB*a*FRUiT* Monday

look at this *white*peach* Tomas's mom

grabbed for me this weekend:

i love that after a quick washing,

*fruit* is ready to go go go!

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today,

for the start of my

KARRR-RAZE-EEEE

on-the-go

*Mon-Tues-Wed*,

i packed my

lunch with

a pear & red grapes.

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did you *grab*a*fruit* today??

which one(s)??!!

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[P.S. -- subbing assignment: Kindergarten.

survival-mode Monday]

*BIG*hair*

i have big hair, people.
it's wavy/frizzy/curly
and when I let it go natural,
I always look like a brunette, bohemian, grungy Carrie Bradshaw
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it gets pretty wild.
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so, my last post was about

my *teacher-hair* where i wore

my hair back in a tight, professional bun.

I wore my hair like that Thursday,

subbing in a 3rd grade class.

I subbed in the same school

--in the same 3rd grade class--

the next day,

but wore my hair down and natural.

yep. my big hair...down.

[it was a different look to them,

to say the least]

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well...

...this 3rd grade boy walks

up to me,

opens his eyes wide,

and goes,

"Miss Zampelli, your hair looks like it blew up!

It looks like World War II is going on in there!"

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thanks, Diego.

thanks.

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happy **Saturday/Sunday**, porkchops.

*teacher-hair*

pull back in a bun,
add two black flower-ball clips,
and go.
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[accessorize wit' black studs, nameplate, baggy sweater, & floral dress]
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happy Friday like it's a holiday

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note to my homework

**i know 'your' should be 'you're' but hey, i got it off weheartit, okay?!?!

i hate college.
next to the word 'sham' in the dictionary meaning "something that is not what it purports to be; a spurious imitation; fraud or hoax" should be the words: see college.
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college, you sneaky bastard, you don't fool me.

denim & sweaters & suede, oh my!

happy wednes.

today i'm off substitute teaching in my favorite school. tee hee! i hope by the end of the day, I'm offered a permanent job. how likely is this?

"...however do you want me, however do you need me..."

i feel like the title of this post is addressed to God.

yesterday i proclaimed

that i needed to get

"...back to life, back to reality..."

as in this song

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i thought of the phrase,

then listened to the song

about four times,

and realized "Holy shit, yes!"

It is addressed to God & the Universe and my current state of being.
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it took me 'til yesterday

-- the 20th day of Sept --

to accept that it's Sept,

and that

SuMMeR 2010 is definitely

just memories now.

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i'm game to get back to reality,

in the form of:

subbing the for the next three days,

reading and researching and writing a 25-page thesis to focus on,

getting serious about the restaurant biz and making extra dough, or getting the F***OUT...

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...and all in the mix I'm thinking of

how to construct my Halloween costume,

being a bridesmaid to my best girlfriend,

her birthday,

my birthday,

eating right,

exercising,

caring for the *babies*,

being a good girlfriend,

creating a new template/title/awesome-focus for my 2011 blog,

adapting to the colder and colder weather,

what I need to do to sign up for even MORE school after this semest [seriously kill me],

getting a new iPhone [where's the white one, people??!!]

and

clothes clothes and more clothes.

[that last one calms me down.

like really and truly, outfit-planning is my escape.

am i alone in this???]

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oh, universe!

however do you want me?

in this state of *coo-coo, coo-coo*ness?

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if so,

then this

is

my

PLAN of ACTION:

preferably

wit'

these guys.
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i love those guys.

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oh no! Cones of SHAME!

...besides looking a litte shameful...

...the *babies* are doing alright.

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tired:

...but relatively themselves.

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happee Shameless Sunday.

oh, my poor *babies*...

my *babies*

are

growing up.

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i'm taking

them to

the vet

today.

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they're

getting

spayed & neutered.

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oh, my poor babies.

this is a picture of what they do when i leave the house.

they

both

gather

at

the window

with

these faces

on...

...these 'Ma, how could you leave us' faces.

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breaks my heart everytime.

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now, I gotta drop them to the vet this morning...

to get operated on!

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uh!!

i'm such an over-protective & overly sensitive mama!
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[i'm so sad my poor little Alejandro's balls are going to be chopped off.

he really does have the cutest little set of balls.]

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keep *the*baby-cakes* in your prayers and thoughts today.

here's

them

with those

faces

in action::

my little buttercups!

[i am so incredibly distraught]

my*sister woke up with a *mission*

"the mission," she said,

"if i choose to accept it

is

MISSION find-a-coat"

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"I'm showering," she said. "Let's do this."

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sistas

&

coats.

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she's got me involved.
there's no turning back.
[ewwww...cigarette? no thank you!
black tights, red clutch? yes, please.]
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sisters.
warmness & coziness.
style & substance.
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yeah.
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i like those things,
combined.

i love my bitt.

Fride.

*south*fla* recap - Part 2 - [date night] KEY*WEST

after two days with the Grams,

we left and headed south for Key*West:

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seven mile bridge:

longggggggg stretch of road

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we arrived!!
[4 hours later]

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my Key*West attire:

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first stop upon arriving:

Ernest Hemingway's

crib.

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the style...

...was like that of the house at the end of *Away We Go*

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outside Hemingway's second-story bedroom

was a balcony that wrapped around the house

...and was surrounded by lush palm-tree forest.

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*thumb*cats were everrrywhere:

it was said Hemingway himself had about

40-60 of these *thumb*cats roaming around.

weeeeeeeiiiiirrrrrrdddd.

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i'll stick to my normal-toed *babies*,

thanks very much.

i'm hiding behind the Jurassic-Park-like shrubbery
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it was interesting, Mr. H.

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gotta get back on my mope, though.

sorry, dude.

we mopeded to...see what's at the end of the block?

in the left hand corner?

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it's:

the southernmost point!

[although, honestly...we didn't really think that. we just didn't.]

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then,

we chowed down @ Alonzo's

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stupid sign if you ask me.

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me & my mojito, always & forever.

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him & his,
looking rather mischievous.
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mojito,
you don't know
how you do
the voodoo
that you do...
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tasty, oh so tasty Buffalo Shramp!
I love me SHRAMP!
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seafood ceviche
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after stuffing our bellies wit' some yumminess,
we went back to the room to get properly attired
for our *date*night* at Mallory Square
for the sunset celebration.
made up,
lookin' pretty,
& actin' a fool.
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he liked the boats he saw parked at the pier.
i like his *date*night* shirt & smile.
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gorgey gorge!
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thanks, random couple!

"We'll take a picture of you,

if you take one of us!"

[works every time]

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humminna hummina!

dress by U.O.

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shoes are sister's

that she bought in T.J. Max

and that she insisted I bring

since - according to her - they

are the only shoe either of us own

that make sense with the dress.
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totally fake-Coach mini wrist clutch

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yeah. it was.

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had to get his ciggy.
i picked blueberry flavor fo' 'im.

DO NOT inhale. :)

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stop...smile...hair flip...CLICK!

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made our way over to Jimmy:

and what do you know?!?!

he liked us. we liked him.

his specialty was mojitos.

heeeeeeeee!!

he made us six drinks for the price of two.

Jimmy, ya done us good.
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we needed to find the nearest ledge to rest our drinks upon:

4 Mojitos, 2 "Green Things"

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start wit' one then

on to the next one

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three down, three to go, YO!

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aint no thang,

sippin' on a green thang:

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headed over to the infamous:

Sloppy Joes was poppin',

but we didn't stay.

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my chariot awaits.

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so...yeah...

that chick riding around

Key*West on a moped

wearin' heels and dress

in the middle of the night...

...that was me!

i felt pretty bad ass.

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There you have it, beauties!

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that was my Key*West experience in a nut.

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haa haa!

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it feels so good to revist it today,

especially since it's my first

day back to subbing

...in my aunt's middle school...

...where my aunt makes the kids sound like they're from Dangerous Minds...

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...whatever.

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happs to yuh Thurs!