Dating websites have it all wrong.
Kindergartners might be on to something.
At least 2 Kindergartners had the dating thing down today: the second day of Kindergarten of the school year.
I did not notice any love blooming yesterday. I was purely concentrating on which name belonged to which kid and counting to make sure they were all where they were suppose to be. This morning was a refresher on names because the darn kids wore different outfits to school today.
Because I am a Special Education Assistant, I spend a lot of time in the regular classroom modifying things for my student(s). I do a lot of observing. In music class today, I thought I saw one of the boys lean over and kiss the cheek of the girl sitting next to him. It happened so fast, I second guessed myself and decided that maybe it did not happen.
It was fine for me to be blissfully in denial, until all the kids were sitting on the rug at the end of the day. They were taking turns packing up their backpacks, lunch boxes, etc. When (let's say) Julia left to go pack up her bag, her suitor (we'll call him Conner) was talking to a boy next to him. Conner looked over to where Julia was sitting and said, "Hey where did my girlfriend go?". That's when I knew, I had seen a kiss in music. Now, I specifically watched harder. (Can one watch harder? Perhaps I paid more attention, but basically my eyes were pinned on them.)
She came back from packing up and sat down right next to him. Then she moved a little bit to the side and patted the place beside her for him to move over!! I couldn't believe it: SHE WAS FLIRTING WITH HIM. He did and then the teacher told them to separate. they did, then inched back toward each other. Then they tried to hold hands. Separated again.
It was time to line up, some kids in the bus line, some in the parent pick up line. As fate would have it, Julia was taking the bus and Conner was being picked up. I watched Connor as he lined up behind Julia INSISTING that he was a bus kid today. I had to admire his spunk. He was doing all he could to hang with Julia for as long as he could.
So, there you have it people in the dating world. All it takes is a simple surprise kiss in music class and bells will be ringing all day long.
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Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
That Awkward Moment When....
Yesterday at swimming, unbeknownst to me, B and her friend were playing the game "that awkward moment when....". From the lobby it looked like they would swim a lap and then crack each other up while they waited to start the next lap. The funny thing was is that the adults in the lobby were sort of playing the same game.
For the girls in the pool, it went like this:
That awkward moment when... your coach tells you you did a good job, but tells everyone else they did a great job.
That awkward moment when.... you pee a little in the pool while you are doing the breaststroke.
That awkward moment when.... you have to stop swimming to let half the lane pass you because you are so slow.
For the moms in the lobby, it wasn't that we were actually playing the "awkward game". It was just that we were listening to one woman tell us of her trials and tribulations with Match Dot Com. Combined with a few other dating disaster stories I have heard, I came up with this list...
That awkward moment when.... your date proceeds to nod off throughout dinner.
That awkward moment when... you realize your date has left his ugly sweatshirt in your car and you really were not planning on seeing him again.
That awkward moment when... on your date, you realize that you have a mutual friend in common and wonder why your friend has never tried to fix you up before.
That awkward moment when... you find out your date is a lot older or heavier or balder than his Match picture.
That awkward moment when... you figure out that your date is only visiting the Cape and really lives in NYC.
I got up this morning thinking of how I was going to tie the "awkward game" together for this post, walked into the living room and opened the curtain to look out at the lawn on this beautiful day.... and there it was, the clincher to this post...
That awkward moment when... you open your curtains to find a dead raccoon in the middle of your yard. *
*Totally not kidding and am still skeeved out by it! The girls and I got out the snow shovel and removed it to the unclear border between our yard and the neighbors' where there is lots of ivy growing.
For the girls in the pool, it went like this:
That awkward moment when... your coach tells you you did a good job, but tells everyone else they did a great job.
That awkward moment when.... you pee a little in the pool while you are doing the breaststroke.
That awkward moment when.... you have to stop swimming to let half the lane pass you because you are so slow.
For the moms in the lobby, it wasn't that we were actually playing the "awkward game". It was just that we were listening to one woman tell us of her trials and tribulations with Match Dot Com. Combined with a few other dating disaster stories I have heard, I came up with this list...
That awkward moment when.... your date proceeds to nod off throughout dinner.
That awkward moment when... you realize your date has left his ugly sweatshirt in your car and you really were not planning on seeing him again.
That awkward moment when... on your date, you realize that you have a mutual friend in common and wonder why your friend has never tried to fix you up before.
That awkward moment when... you find out your date is a lot older or heavier or balder than his Match picture.
That awkward moment when... you figure out that your date is only visiting the Cape and really lives in NYC.
I got up this morning thinking of how I was going to tie the "awkward game" together for this post, walked into the living room and opened the curtain to look out at the lawn on this beautiful day.... and there it was, the clincher to this post...
That awkward moment when... you open your curtains to find a dead raccoon in the middle of your yard. *
*Totally not kidding and am still skeeved out by it! The girls and I got out the snow shovel and removed it to the unclear border between our yard and the neighbors' where there is lots of ivy growing.
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