My Heart Flops in Despair
Happy Wednesday!
Don’t forget, if you want to get in the running for a copy of Just Between You and Me, just follow the directions from Monday’s post. Winner announced Friday. As in my third day of school Friday. I’m enjoying your “must have” products. A reader’s response reminded me that I, too, must always have a Pilot extra fine pen on hand. Always. And a classical novel like War and Peace. The Russian translation of course. For a little light reading at stop lights. Okay, not really. But I do usually have aspartame-free gum.
Our first day back was great. The parents were great! The kids couldn’t have been any better had they stayed home (which my “Welcome Back” postcards specifically asked them to do…). We have a lot of changes this year though. A lot that are pro-academics, a lot that are pro-student. But one of the changes? Are you sitting down? Teachers can no longer wear. . .flip flops. I KNOW!!!! I’m pretty distraught. We all are. It’s a devastating blow, and I’m reeling, guys. I’m just reeling. In fact, I’m so hurt I’ve decided to write some Flip Flop haikus to minister to my fellow colleagues.
Flip Flops
Shoes of comfyness
You are cushy to my feet
And to my very soul.
Flip Flops II
My anger burns hot
As hot as flops are not hot
Cuz they are too nice
That pretty much says it all, doesn’t it? You know who else wouldn’t like this new dress code restriction? Dogs. Like this one. Be sure and watch through the minute marker. It’s the funniest.
Have you seen this amazing dog?
Here’s a cat that’s not nearly as talented.
That is so my cat. Like “I know I’m supposed to do something here, but dang if I know what it is.”
Okay, I have to cut this short. I actually have today off, but we are moving my grandmother with Alzheimers to an assisted living home today. It is not gonna be a fun day. Say a prayer for us. We are hoping she can stay in this awesome facility for a while vs. going straight to a nursing home. Alzheimers is yucky business. It does not make me want to write Pulitzer-worthy haikus.
This is the official first day back to school for most of Arkansas, so have a great day at school if that includes you! I will be dedicating my day to moving…and shoe shopping.
JEN
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No flip flop!? What is the world coming to?!
I would start a petition.
I’m sorry about you grandmother that sucks.
So does moving! I hope it goes okay
Have a great day!
No flip-flops?! Who came up with that rule? That’s like banning chocolate from the world. Ditto on Tammy’s comment — start a petition.
Glad that you had a good parent-teacher meeting. Praying that helping your grandmother goes just as well. Blessings.
What did flip-flops ever do to deserve such ill treatment? And who decides they aren’t work appropriate? I worked at a job a few years ago with a very strict dress code. I came in on an off day to pick up something, wearing jeans (on an OFF day), and the secretary told me to be sure and hide my name tag so visitors wouldn’t know I worked there. So dumb. What makes a skirt classier than denim? Or torturous high heels more classy than flip-flops? So dumb.
I don’t know how to tangent into this, but I’m prayed for you and your fam today. Hope the move went okay.
No flip-flops?! That’s a crime in Florida. You should move here where it’s warm. You don’t get snow days, but the hurricane days are great!
Our “open house” was this evening. The freshmen looked like they should be seniors. YIKES!
Sorry to hear about your grandma. You’re in my prayers.
I know, it is a crime against flops. Thanks for sharing in my dark moment. I will move on. Eventually. And thanks for the prayers, all.