Published!

So, I have this amazing best friend that I look up to in many ways.  Not long ago, she had her graduate research project published and that made her even more cool (if that's even possible).  She was even mentioned in several articles for her findings on fathers. Here's one of them. I knew that I could never be in the same league as her and all those who have had their works published.  Apparently, I was wrong.

Introducing: 

a book written by me!  

It may be full of spelling and grammatical errors.

It may be dull at times.

It may even contain images that I don't exactly have the rights to.

But, it's mine.

If you are just dying to read it's contents,

you can find them at this blog.

Yes, this one.

It's a blog book. 

My *talented pet, Gil, made the back cover!

He couldn't be more proud! 

Thanks Mamacita and Papas Fritas for the amazing Christmas gift!

You're the my favorite parents!

*You may be thinking, "Your fish is talented? I highly doubt that."

Well, he is. He is talented at getting food (he takes after me).

He saw me walk into the kitchen one night and started splashing water like crazy.  He was giving me a signal that I had been neglectful and forgot his dinner.

Smart fish. 

Another Good Idea, Bad Idea

It's time for another "Good Idea, Bad Idea."

Good Idea: Sending a secret email to all of your roommate's friends about her birthday surprise.

Bad Idea: Including your roommate as a recipient in the email. *

*Note: If this does happen to you, be sure that you have a sneaky friend that can break into said roommate's email account and delay any traces of it before she sees it.


Good Idea: Wearing nylons to church on a cold day.

Bad Idea: Choosing the pair of nylons that causes you to stop and think, "Huh. I wonder why these are tucked to the side as if I was trying to hide them from myself."**

**Below is a carefully crafted image to help you picture what might happen. The green arrow is pointing to wear nylons would normally go up to.  The orange line is where they really will be after about forty minutes of church.

Missing Eyes

After receiving his graded test today, one of my students came up to me with a big grin on his face.

Student: Miss J, this is so funny.  You forgot to put eyes on this smiley face.
Me: That's not a smiley face.  It's a "C." That's your grade.