Well. Today has been interesting.
I just broke our TV remote. For reasons I can't explain I had it in my hand when I walked into the bedroom, I slipped on a plastic bag on the floor, dropped it, and we are now unable to change the TV channel. When, exactly, did TV makers stop butting basic buttons on their TVs??
So now I have to add a trip to SFR onto my never-ending list of things to do.
Why so unco?
I also continued my streak of embarrassing myself at the Garage when I went to pick up the car after it got new tyres.
Firstly - the word for tyres in French "pneus" is the HARDEST word to say.
It's more a sound you make when something that smells mildly unpleasant passes you by: "pneu"
Secondly, for some reason I had thought that M told me that it was going to cost us
€139. That's what I had in my head. So when the dude told me it was
€165 I gently told him he was wrong.
He disagreed.
I disagreed.
He looked for the "avis" or quote but couldn't find it.
He started processing the payment for
€139.
Then he found the quote.
It said
€165. He looked at me suspiciously.The little old lady waiting her turn looked at me like I was some sort of a petty thief. How do you explain that you weren't trying to scam some kind of discount (although what does it say about their pricing when he was happy to give me €139!!) but that you are kinda stoooopid and have problems with numbers? So I skeedaddled out of their pretty quick. Except we need to take the car back for new brake pads soon.M can finalise the payment next time ...And this morning I took a relief lesson for one of my colleagues. It was a 3 hour primary beginners English class. The students were very sweet and sooooo eager. When they put their hands up to answer a question, it's like life or death whether they get picked. Cute.
Less cute is the fact that the colleague left only very basic instructions (which is fine, it wasn't hard to work out what do do) but more annoyingly, didn't include a lot of the resources that I needed to conduct said lesson.
Practically every task required a series of "flashcards" with pictures of various toys on them.
So as quickly as I could I drew a doll, a robot, a car, a lorry (WTF? I know. I think it's called a truck, but just following orders) and various others. They were all uniformly terrible.
One of the activities had me pointing to the pictures and asking the class "What is it?" - I was pleasantly surprised when they managed to guess every one. Even my car/blob with wheels.
M is
clearly not as smart as 8 year olds though. He glanced at my pile of papers earlier and said:
"umm.... why do you have this weird picture of a kangaroo with a foetus head?"
I resent that.
Grrr. Arggg. Dinosaur.
And one last thing:Glee's Special Christmas Episode - didn't float my boat. And I am
all about Christmas songs.
However,
this video of a Hallelujah Chorus flash mob made me tear up.
I'm offically losing the plot yeah?
Yeah.
7 days of school left.
xxx