Can I break your arm?

That was the question asked of me by my son yesterday evening. We were getting ready to leave the house for his first Tae kwon do lesson. He was very excited to test his strength and I guess he thought my arm would be easier to break than, oh, say, a board maybe... I don't know.... I'll post pictures of him in his pristine white outfit (I am wondering how long it will stay this way!).
We had a fabulous time at the Great Wolf Lodge, I promise to post all about it and I'll even throw in some pictures of my adorable children...
Now, I need to vent....so, if you don't want to hear someone whine and moan about how rough things are, click the little red X in the top right hand corner right now......
OK, so today was my first day back at work. Honestly, I had stayed away, and now I know why. All of the third grade teachers are going to be in the portables, I can deal with that. There's been some issues with several things, some of them small, many of them not so small. I haven't set foot in my classroom, until today. When I did, the tears started to fall.

• First of all, none of my stuff had been moved in. I went in to see what help I could find, and the WONDERFUL women from Second Grade stepped in and helped move all my things. They rock! I have to think of something sweet to do so that they will know how much I REALLY appreciate them.
• Second, someone named "Miss Jones" had put vinyl lettering all over the room. I have, in 12 inch letters, Miss Jones' Sixth Grade Social Studies Class, on one wall. On another, Tiger Pride. And several other little pearls of wisdom randomly placed throughout the room. THANK YOU MISS JONES! My Principal came out and attempted to remove the lovely lettering, but she did not have very much luck. Someone from the district finally showed up and assured me that they will send someone to scrape the lettering off, she's just not sure when it will happen. OK, thanks! The good news is that Miss Jones (I even know her first name now) left one of her old pay stubs in with the random crap she left in my new room, so I now know where she lives. I'm seriously considering returning the favor......
• Third, we have no electricity... HOWEVER, we do have a generator and a cord. So we all get one giant box fan, woohoo! If you are my lucky teammate, your room is near the tail end of the generator, so you get the gas fumes and get to spend the day light headed and dizzy! The district is waiting on the city to come install a meter. When will that happen, you may wonder? Who knows, not tomorrow, so that means no power through the weekend. But the good news is that there is supposed to be rain this weekend, so now it will be hot AND humid, lucky us, huh? Everyone wants to work in these conditions, right?
• Fourth, no furniture.
• Fifth, no technology.
• Sixth, some of my other teammates are dealing with port-a-potties that have been removed (GROSS!!)I added bullets for my commander friends!

Honestly, I love teaching, really I do, but man this makes life rough.... Most other teachers have their rooms ready and are making copies and getting plans together for the first week. What is third grade doing? We're trying to get ready to start school in rooms that are 87 degrees in the morning and up to 95 in the afternoon.
OK, see how therapeutic that was? Already, I am starting to feel better.
In other news, my sister is FINALLY getting Internet next week. I can't wait for her to be connected so I can be updated regularly on my nephews...woohoo!
Welcome to the real world 'Lissa!