Smart Phones

I have owned my Iphone 4 for 3.5 days. I have emailed, texted, listened to my itunes, checked the weather, checked stocks (that weren't even mine), started a game of WordPlay, played other games, analyzed a dream, and wikapedia'd something. I have used my Iphone as an alarm clock, a mirror, and a flashlight. After years of longingly looking at other people's smart phones, I finally have my own. I heart it.

The 5-Day Work Week

I know that this post will receive few, if any, sympathy votes outside the bubble of education, but I need to say it anyway. Though I have been "back to school" for almost a month now, this has been my first full, 5-day, week of work. 5 FULL days. In a row! With no break! Those around Girls Prep (adults and kids combined) found this week to be pretty grueling. To be up and at school, ready to think, by 8am every day after 3 months of summer?? To pick out an outfit that is within dress-code 5 times?? It's just too hard! This has been the conversation all week. Some people have confused days, some have not been able to keep the weeks straight, some are struggling to keep all their balls in the air, and others, like myself, are doing all of these things. I have referred to "tomorrow" several times while actually meaning to say the day after (this causes quite a bit of confusion). I was sitting, blissfully ignorant on my couch one night, when I was scheduled to be visiting a dorm, not to remember until the next morning when a student asked where I had been (I didn't know what she was talking about, I stared at her blankly for a good 2 seconds). I forgot to bring my supplies for one of my classes on Thursday, and I am constantly thinking it is next week instead of this week. My reason for this rant is that I am, as of 2:00pm today, done working. I cannot make my little brain think anymore. Happy Friday everyone, I'm going to go watch some field hockey.

Non-Skirts

The Harbor Cruise is a tradition at Girls Prep. Every year the entire school (students and faculty) load up on school buses (9 in total) and caravan to the Boston Seaport. There, we are all aboard the Provincetown II for a two hour tour of Boston by sea. There's music, there's dancing. Its a fun time all around. Adding together the years I have worked here and the years I attended, I counted this as my 16th Harbor Cruise. Over the years, I have realized some notable changes that I am not all that comfortable with. For starters, this year I was considerably more shocked by the outfits on many of the students (mostly seniors) than in the past. Sometime in the past 20 years, this tradition has become a display of apparel. I am not sure when... I do not remember anything I wore myself as a student, except senior year when I think I wore all black? It's a little hazy. Did I wear heels? I don't know... did I own heels? I must have, right?? Times (or I) have since changed. Sitting on the boat deck on Monday, basking in the warm sun, I could not open my eyes and not notice the skirts. Or, should I say, non-skirts. These questionable skirts, could have been confused for a small nightie, or a tube of jersey, or a shirt with a belt. Several did not clear the upper thigh and so required spandex shorts underneath to keep them from being completely vulgar.
By the end of the day, I had been stunned more time than I could count. I can't tell you what horrified me more, the inappropriate lyrics to god-awful songs, or the hooker-ish looking outfits (did I mention that most of the non-skirts were white?? ERRR not at all flattering) with those crazy heels that you see most often on Lady Gaga, Beyonce and Heidi Montag.

I am officially an Old Fogie.