squeaky cabbages that really wanted to be cabbage patch kids, but didn't make the cut

this week has been a crazy-fast week. yesterday i went to a training workshop and i found it very interesting! i wish my students were at this point. anyhoo, while at the workshop, i had to use the restroom during a break. in order to avoid the traffic and all of the tables in the room, i found a door in the back partition-wall and it opened into the grand ballroom (which was dark). fortunately the door to the right was open and light was shining through (now i know what those bugs feel like out in the dark night, flying toward the zapper).

when i got to that door, about 50 ft. away, there was a long line out the women's restroom door... thought 1. go to the men's restroom, b/c there are hardly any men at the conference (not a good plan-pass) 2. go straight back across the ballroom to the door on the opposite side, because surely there is a bathroom there, mirroring the set-up (shouldn't things be symmetrical? i submit that they should) there was a service hallway with no restroom.

so...back into the dark ballroom. i looked across to the far side of the ballroom and saw more doors, and slowly made my way toward them, fortunately i saw the dark shadow of the stage and was quick enough to realize that there were stairs before i tripped over them. with my eyes on the doors, i was able to make it without tripping over anything..note to self: bring night vision goggles to the next training or workshop...

i almost fell on my knees and praised God when i opened the door to find a vacant "family bathroom." YES! (had i not drank my half gallon of h20, it wouldn't have been a big deal, but hindsight is 20/20)

later that night when i had gotten home, i was getting in bed and i felt crumbs on my sheets...that was strange, as i never eat in the bedroom. hmm. that leaves the boys. bruno doesn't get up on the bed as much, but i KNOW chaco burrows into the sheets. so i said to him, "i've told you not to eat cookies in bed." to which he replied (in an english accent, mind you) "but motha, they weren't cookies...they were fig newtons!" ummm...NO. i'm here to tell you that there are no fig newtons in my home--to be clear, i am pretty certain he took his milkbone into the room to try to get it out of the kong toy. jerk. 

this is the one...seriously? fig newtons?

that's pretty much the worst. being ready to go to bed and having to change the sheets...boo.
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oops...a few days later
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so the cabbages have been on my mind, i was worried that the weather had foiled our plans. i kept noticing them when i'd walk by the window going toward the art room. so today, after an after-school meeting, i went out and harvested the cabbage and the broccoli. as i was coming upstairs to the apt, the cabbages were squeaking. who knew that cabbages were squeaky?? so, they weren't huge, but they were enough to make some cabbage salad-so i looked up a random, un-tried recipe....and i'll be honest, once i tried it, i was pleasantly surprised; i'll take it to school tomorrow, and i'm sure there will be takers...it's teachers we're talking about here.

the cabbages were really cute. i totally understand why they called those baby-dolls of long ago cabbage-patch dolls. i kinda wanted to put a diaper on one, make some yarn hair and draw a face in sharpie. no worries, i didn't..but i wanted to. but i DIDN'T- i PROMISE!
 

not bad...for a bunch of greens-heroes. they made it through the frosts and freezes..i love hearty veggies!

 and in closing, i found some sweet-tarts and thought i was eating pac-man ghosts! wocka-wocka-wocka...

 then i took a closer look and realized that it was actually the big guy from monsters inc!

but as it were, being famous wasn't enough to save them, i ate every single one...ok...calm down, there were only 4.

one more monday down...18 more to go!
 jrob