Modge Podge Blog

Recently I became a substitute teacher, which includes benefits such as: a lunch break long enough for Bret and I to go to AMPM for 32oz.s of Diet Pepsi with a shot of cherry, reading a lot of books while telling the kids to be quiet, being told funny things like I am "kinda pretty", and a work day that ends at 3pm. Although this job is only temporary, I've enjoyed it so far.

The other day I was in a high school computers class and in the middle of class I noticed that one boy was creating quite the ruckus, so I put my book down and went over to investigate. Apparently he had taken a gel insert out of the cushy part of an arm chair (the part that is on the arm rest), and was slapping the ground and the students with it. It looked kind of like one of those sticky hands that you would hold onto one part while slapping your sister or the wall with the other part, if you've ever been to chuckee cheese or playland, you know what Im talking about. Well anyway, I watched him for awhile as he picked things up off the floor with it and slapped other students and I was laughing along with everyone else and after awhile I realized we were in class, and they had assignments and maybe some of the students didnt enjoy being hit was a dirty, sticky gel stick. And then I realized I was the teacher and then I had a beautiful daydream of confiscating the gel insert and taking it home and I could pick things up off of my floor and slap Bret with it. However, I did not take his beautiful toy, but told him to put it in his backpack and made sure no ones feelings were hurt by the sticky slap.

Other than keeping the Alameda angstful teens in line, Bret and I have had a good time in December. Our December has included:

An Andrew Bird Concert

A wonderful christmas party complete with santa and a piano sing-a-long

Bret's work party which included dinner, dancing, and free booze (well, diet coke for us)

Taking the ferry to San Fran

Going to the SF Farmers market and eating at least $100 worth of free samples

Going to the top of Coit tower and trying to throw pennies through the small slits of the windows and drum roll please....

Buying a road bike for a steal of a deal for Bret to ride to work on.

The following pics are from our walking tour of San Francisco and some other stuff...

Persimmons anyone?

You'll have to get through me first.



My dream driveway.

Bret's new commuting partner.

Happy Holidays from the Bret, Whit, and Ted!!

It's Official...

We have connection! After three long months of waiting, Mr. Power and Telecom came and set up the internet for us. Never before have two diamond hoop earings looked so good on a male as they did on him. I wish I would have gotten a picture of Bret and I with him, kissing his cheeks.

It has actually been a week full of excitement. Bret and I were reunited after 2.5 weeks apart, so we did what any young couple would do, we put on matching adidas jackets and went to the second most dangerous city in America to go to costco and get pizza, that's right- Oakland is now #2, take that Compton.

Before I left to Houston, Bret and I went to Monterey and Carmel for my birthday. Here are some picture highlights...










We ate pizza in monterey, climbed trees on the beach, ran down a huge sand hill, and a lot of other really grown up things. When we got back to Alameda we decided to end the day with two gallons of ice cream and it came up when we went to the cashiers that it was my birthday so Gwendolyn the check-out lady announced my birthday over the intercom and when she was finished the man from the bakery got on the loud speaker and rapped 50 cent's "Go shorty it's your birthday," I couldn't have imagined a better day.