||[May. 24th, 2002|09:23 pm]
Wednesday was my last day of teaching. It was interesting. On Monday, one boy tried, for the second time, to print a picture that he was in and therefore couldn't have taken. I told the teacher about it at lunch, and she looked at his negatives and found out they were indeed hers. We confronted him about it and he didn't even try to defend himself. Then she sent him in to work on printing one of his own pictures (which the teacher still thinks is hers anyway) and he said to a couple of girls "yeah, I got caught stealing someone else's negatives, so I gotta print my own now, huh huh." I told him not to be so proud of that. Justice was served, however, when he got the lowest test grade in his class. I had fun teaching, though I did complain a bit and get frustrated with the inattention of some of the kids. And one of the teachers and I had a nice talk after school on Wednesday, and she gave me advice about teaching, and we talked about our animals, and so on.
Today I went to court to deal with my speeding ticket. While I was in the court room, this guy in front of me kept turning around and looking at me, made eye contact with me when I was walking back from the judge, then again as I came back from the clerk's desk. Then, when I got into the right line for the cashier, he was again in front of me, and he again kept turning around to look at me. It made me a tad uncomfortable. I pointedly ignored him, wishing I had the courage to say "if you want to talk to me, talk to me, so I can tell you you don't have a chance in hell and get it over with." Shit, what is with people? Oh well.
I'm spending the weekend with Jeff at his house. His parents are in Europe, so we're "playing house" as he put it. He called me Tuesday from the grocery store to ask what several cooking terms meant, leading to the revelation that he was buying stuff to practice making dinner for me. He made the real dinner last night. It was fried tofu with this orangey sauce. It was yummy. The sauce was a bit rich, though. And he made strawberry daiquiris, too. Then tonight he had dinner ready when I got home from court. It was shake-n-baked tofu and green beans, and he had arranged the green beans on my plate in the shape of a heart. I told him he was a good little housewife. I love him.
Oh, and we've set a date for the wedding. It'll be on my birthday, October 6. And we got Jackson Square for it, too. I'm so getting into this whole wedding thing. 00goddess looked online for unusual wedding dresses and I got a few ideas for my dress. It won't be a contemporary sleeveless, big-skirted thing. I'm gonna do something Renaissance-y. Jeff and I are both starting to try to get back in shape for the wedding. He's started working out, and I'm cutting back on my sweets. He's even limiting himself to 2 Cokes a day, down from at least 5 or 6. I was impressed.
Dr Mark called and left me a message about Miss Guinevere's ear. He said there's a bit of a staph infection, some yeast and some neoplastic-looking cells. I'm going to call him again tomorrow at gallyndur's request to see if he'll call me back to tell me what needs to be done. I'm also going to photograph a fund raising event for the Green Party tomorrow. One of my neighbor friends heads the local chapter and he asked me if I wanted to take digital pictures for the web site. So that'll be cool, as it's at the Last Concert Cafe, and he's a nice guy and such.
I brought Zeke and Guinevere with me, since they're both pretty high-maintenance. We gave Zeke free reign of the house, and he's loving it. He and Mojo are getting along, somewhat. Mojo trots around after Zeke, wanting to play, and Zeke turns around and boxes with Mojo's head. It's really funny to watch, because Mojo doesn't do anything but just stand there and take it. And occasionally Zeke will get it into his head that Mojo's tail is a toy/enemy. Okay, that's about all I feel like typing now.