You know how they say things come in three’s? Or, how once you are aware of something it suddenly is ubiquitous? Sometimes it is like that with me for a new expression.
My new favorite expression is “Hot Mess.” The first time I heard it in a conversation with a friend going through hot flashes.
But my favorite was a story my daughter told me recently. Daughter is a music major and very involved in community theatre. She missed a meeting somewhere and was telling me how she asked two friends (male/gay – don’t mean to be stereotyping here but she has a lot of gay friends in theatre)…where was I? Oh. She asked her friends if she missed anything important at the meeting.
“Oh girl, you didn’t miss anything. Plus the air conditioning was out and it was horrid in there.”
“Well, she did miss a bit of a show.”
“Mary – where were you? This show. TRANI TRANI TRANI, HOT MESS, HOT MESS, HOT MESS.”
Not sure how well this translated, but it was a lot of fun to see daughter act out. In case you did not get it, the trani/hot mess the boys were referring to is the man who directed the meeting.
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Yesterday in class my students were given a bit of time to update and organize their binders. They are not happy with my three hole punch. One of the screws is loose and each student has to make sure it doesn’t slide and punch the third hole in the wrong place.
Cheerful student looks at me and she says, “Ms Pseudo, I’m buying you a new three hole punch for Christmas.”
“That would be like my husband buying me a frying pan for Mother’s Day. I prefer dark chocolate.”
“You’ll get it in about ten years…”
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Our Governor has worked out a contract to save the state money by furloughing teachers 17 days this school year. The students will get 17 Fridays off. Teachers will get the pay docked, which comes out to a 7 ½ % pay decrease. So, when I get that second job I will have to assign a lot less writing since I will not have my weekends free for grading anymore.