That rare, amazing moment in the middle of state testing season when you are reminded of why you love teaching.
Because for two whole months, you don’t have to do it.
Israel trip booked!
Tag Archives: vacation
Oh. I Hear It Now.
This is what I (and all teachers) must sound like when we complain about going back to work after a vacation:
This Is Where I’m Headed
That moment when you say “That could be me one day” while watching this scene in There’s Something Mary with your sister and brother-in-law, and their only reaction is to chuckle, with no reassurance whatsoever that you are being crazy/dramatic/even remotely off-base.
Game Over
My cab driver didn’t say one damn word to me during the entire 40 minute ride from JFK to my apartment.
200 points NYC.
Final score: LA 581; NYC 354
(In case you’re unfamiliar with this game, which is played every time I visit LA, Spoiler Alert– NYC never wins. We have piles of garbage on our streets, guys. We’re disgusting.)
Airports Are My Favorite
“No. It doesn’t.”
— airport security, when they pulled a bottled water out of my bag and I remarked “Oops, forgot that was in there! I’m sure that happens all the time.”
“Heyyyyyy, Jennifer Aniston!”
— homeless person on Santa Monica beach, to me.
50 points L.A.
The only thing an NYC homeless person has ever called me is “White bitch.” (And she was white! I don’t know why that made it worse, but it did.)
LA 81; NYC 9
My Hair Has Never Looked Less Jewish!!!!!!!!
20 points LA. This changes everything.
LA 31; NYC 8
I Do As I’m Told
This morning, as they headed out of town and left me to stay here in their gorgeous Santa Monica digs, my friends gave me strict instructions to “bring home a Jew tonight.”
Alright, well…
I’m pretty sure that’s the last time these friends will say anything to me in jest.
Things That Line The City Streets
LA:
NYC:
Point L.A.
LA 11; NYC 8
How I Know I’m the WORST
Someone should hit me. I deserve it.
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