The Life of Bon: One Word

Thursday, April 23, 2015

One Word


I just spent an hour writing, editing and linking up a post for this month's discussion on Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand.  I was all set to publish when something dinged in my head.

Isn't book club the last Thursday of the month?

Yes.  Yes it is.

And isn't today only April 22?

Yes. Yes it is.

So wouldn't that mean that this post shouldn't go up until next Thursday, April 30?

Yes.  Yes, Bonnie.  That's what that means.

So I wasted all my time and energy on that post and now it is 12:02 am and I've got no blog post.

The good news is that next week's discussion on Unbroken is going to be killer.  You have one week to finish the book if you haven't already.  ONE WEEK.

Now that I'm here writing the blog post that isn't, I feel like I should say something to you all.  I mean, as long as I've got your attention and all.  There are seven weeks left of school.  The finish line is in sight and then it's SUMMMMMMMMMMMER Olaf style.  I have never had two and a half months where both my husband and I didn't have to work.  This could go one of two ways:

1) Absolutely amazing, pure family bliss.  We spend the summer swimming, camping out, going on vacation, barbecuing, sleeping in, and enjoying all of the best things in life together.  It is a summer of pure heaven and with no responsibilities, demands, or pressures on our family we flourish in perfect three person family harmony.


2) We go crazy with so much time together and kill each other.

Only time will tell, friends.

On another note, I'm having trouble with my fourth period class.  I mean, not capital trouble.  Just lowercase trouble.  They are all such good kids and sweet as can be, but they just don't participate for nothing.  I ask them to share their prompt with me.  Nothing back.  I ask them to share their thoughts on a quote from the book.  Blank stares.  I tell them I was kidnapped, beaten and left for dead in the Sahara desert and they just look at me with big lamb eyes.  No reaction whatsoever. It's almost kind of awkward because everyone is just so silent all the time.  Every class day I have to get myself all pumped up to teach the class and I build all this energy for them, and then within 20 minutes we're all just kind of in there wilting away, like flowers on a 100 degree day.  I can't keep putting on the teacher Bonnie show when they all just sit there and stare.  Suggestions por favor?!

In other news, Greg popped in the last five minutes of class today to demand what one word I thought most accurately described him.  Yes, working at the same school as my husband is the best thing that ever happened to me.  I thought about it for a minute and then replied, "passionate."

He was disappointed that I hadn't chosen "clever."  Apparently my husband wants to be clever more than anything else in the world?  We all have our dreams.

I asked him for one word to describe me and he said without a second's hesitancy, "sexy."  So I guess that's a compliment?

I kept thinking about it this afternoon and tonight that because I'm the type that thinks about stupid things for way too long.  I decided that I stick to my decision to call my husband passionate above all else. That man is passionate about everything- even my decision to call him passionate.  The word I would choose for myself is determined.  Basically a nicer way of saying I'm a stubborn son of a gun.  One day I hope that word is changed to kind, but I'm not there yet.

What word would you choose for yourself?  Is it the same word that your significant other or closest friend would choose for you?  And what word do you want for yourself?

And how about that?  I didn't have a blog post for today and now I do.  The time is now 12:20 and I'm going to bed because June is the alarm clock that never snoozes.

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