It's never too late to blog again...

...especially once you get bored enough to figure out how to find (reset) your long lost password! I owe it all to you Evil Twin's Wife-I read your blog faithfully, and I got frustrated with not being able to comment...especially after yesterdays exciting fireman and gas company story! So thanks to you, I can now bore folks with my exciting life.
For those that don't know, which includes everyone but ETW, I've rejoined the ranks of the employed. I work at a small parochial school as a preschool aide and I also provide before and after school care on certain days. I work every day, I just don't do the same thing every day. Anyway, I was sick yesterday and I hate to be absent on Mondays because it is very difficult for the school to find someone to cover for me as I wear many hats on Mondays, but I was too sick to work. I did wonder who worked for me, and I figured it was probably more than one "who".
I was the first one at school this morning (as usual), not usual and a little creepy were all the doors were unlocked and opened, including the church doors and the before school care room looked as if a man had been in charge. Only women will understand what I mean. No offense guys, but you don't care where toys go and kids know that you don't care. The mystery of the unlocked doors and the empty Tinker Toy can was solved when the principal arrived. She told me that the priest worked my after school shift for me, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaha. Sorry, I couldn't do that in front of the principal. Don't get me wrong, I like the Padre, but I'm surprised those kids didn't tie him up and set fire to him. There are some poster kids for ADHD in there and the Padre, well, let's just say he's no spring chicken anymore. The good news is that he did tell me that I am a "saintly person" this morning. He probably decided that after spending a few hours in the purgatory of after school care :)
Tomorrow I get to take preschoolers to the Ash Wednesday Mass for the Imposition of Ashes, otherwise known as "Why is he putting dirt on my head?" I bet you can't wait to hear about that. Until then, enjoy Fat Tuesday everyone!