Yes… I am insane… I can prove it… look at what my vic… I mean students are turning out to be! No no, not that insane, just feels like it. In fact I feel so insane I will write ye this from hence forth in Piratese (pronounced like Japanese but with Pirate in it! ARGGGGGGGGG) so you must read this as if you are/were a Pirate!
So tis Yesterday afernoon and all is well on the low seas of Tennessee. ARGGGGG MATEY, The Cabin is clean and the swabbys are… well swabbing just fine. Twas a great and eventful day for me as I, the Captn of course, ordered young slaves (students) to run the mile for their physical exercise ARGGGGG. They akined it to walkin der plank but I whipped their planks into movin along the way to get some distance. To motivate them along, I the ever so brave Captn’ did der walk along with em sayin “If i der catch up to thee… you grade drops down to a ‘D’” so motivate them did I as I walked with 5-6 and 9-10.
Once the ship was docked at harbor (once i was home) Me and the wifey made some grub (yummy english muffin pizzas) and commenced to dinnin’ Aferward we then decided to take the wee ones on a bit of a jaunt… ARGGGGGGGGG so we lashed em to ourselves and cast henceforth around the merry neighborhood in search of some booty (thats plunder to you non-piratese speaking folks) and also to get some merry exercise on my old achy bones. After walking the WHOLE neighborhood we decided we had enough piratin and headed back to our cove.
Sleep tis what I needed so I hit the ARGGGGGGGG ‘hay’ (whatever it is Pirate Captains sleep on) around 10:15 and was out like… a boat on the sea with a great tail wind. 12:15 found me all shipped outta shape having the great urge to… well use the restroom (sorry no cool pirate usage there) so I abandoned ship and tried to sleep some more. 2:30 found me up and about cause my Pirate hat wouldn’t fit ARRGGGGGG and I couldn’t get some dream dust on me ayes (thats eyes). So the computer for a little engineering (i was working up my engineering on WoW) to try and dull my poor landlubbered senses. Back in bed at 3:30 only to find that 6:00 has come and I still hadn’t seen the sweet likes of Davey Jones’ footlocker (I am not looking for death, just sleep).
So now my weary Pirate Captn self is sitting once again on his ship waiting for his ARRRRGGGGGG slaves to arrive to whip them into shape for a life at sea… or behind a desk… or saying “welcome to taco bell… Mr. White ruined my life… would you like some nachos with that?” So there are some ARRGGG adventures for you today! (ok you can stop reading in Piratese and speak like normal people… AYE?!)
Yes, you are insane…but that’s why we love you so much:) I bet your vic… (oops) students think you’re pretty cool too;) I had to read it several times, but now I believe I’m fluent in ‘Piratese’…understanding it at least! Have a blessed Sabbath and always remember that you are thought of and prayed for often!:)!
Love,
‘mama’
a.k.a. Theresa
arrggghhhhh, all the chemo has twisted ye loins into shanks and mad ye MAAAAD! arggghhhh! tell me, argghhhhh, do ye slaves make ship calls (house calls)? arggghh, my undies be soiled from me last shark encounter. more viscious of an animal i have na’er seen, arggh. ho ho ho, and a bottle of rum, i must depart and visit me mum. argggh, until high seas, i shall see thee again, argghhh. goodbye capn’ white whale.