"Stuck in my head"

Remember how I said I had an interesting, albeit highly inappropriate, word vomit in mind and I decided to forgo it in order to preserve my dignity and save me from future embarrassment?  Okay, good.  Me either.

No, really.  For the last month or so, I've found myself listening to a select playlist (of 348) songs as I'm falling asleep at night. I'm not really sure why...the last time I HAD to listen to music to fall asleep I was a little kid.  I shuffle it each time I turn it on, but as I'm drifting off to sleep, I hear the same song at least 3 out of 5 nights:

"You're like a song stuck in my head,
Going round and round again.
No, I can't shut it off, I can't make it stop.
I remember the last words you said.
You're like a song stuck in my head."

I like to think my playlist is has a good mix of country, rock, hip hop, r&b, and classic rock, but it's pretty heavily padded with country music.  I can't help it...and why should I?!

And while I do tend to get a certain "song" stuck in my head from time to time, I try really hard not to because I am self-sabotaging when it comes to me and "songs."  My track record is astounding.

Moving on...today I spent the day as a music teacher at B's elementary school.  The actual music teacher had me sub for her a few times last year, and as soon as she knew she had a training day, she made sure I took her place.  It was nice to see some familiar faces from last year, and even better to know that B had no idea I was even there until after some of his friends were in my class.  One of the little girls also transferred to this school this year, and when she saw me, I got a squeal and a squeeze!  It made my morning!

There were a lot of fun activities, and spending an hour with each grade (K-5) is usually just enough to remind me that I'm built to teach older children.  You know, the kind who can tie their own shoes, use the bathroom on their own, wipe their own noses, and who won't burst into tears if their best friend tells them they can't go to their birthday party because they went down the slide first.

Oh, the drama.  Also, it poured down rain on me this morning, and I just realized I left my sock monkey umbrella in the music room.  GRRRRRR! 

The good thing about some of the classes is that they breeze through the plans we have super fast.  In a few classes, they got to do their own lesson and one of the others, which sounds like a lot of extra work, but it was fun!  Two grade levels were learning about composers and conductors, so we listened to six different theme songs composed and conducted by John Williams.  I mean, there are A TON OF THEM (Something I knew, but I didn't know there were that many...).  We listened to Star Wars (Duh), Jaws (Duh), Harry Potter (Duh), Hook (Didn't know that one), Superman (Never really watched it), and Jurassic Park (Duh).  One of the classes asked if he was dead, so I googled him and said, "Nope, he's still alive and kickin' at 83!"

That made them laugh.  I have no idea why.

Anyway, there was only one class that had issues, and they stuck to my motto: "Go big or go home."  They got a speech from me, one from their music teacher (who stuck her head in on her way to her next session), one from their teacher, and one from the assistant principal.  In my speech, I managed to terrify them with stories of 6th grade and insta-detention if you act up for a substitute.  (They were 5th graders.)

The looks on their faces were hilarious!

Somewhere towards the end of the day, I got a text from my older kid: "You left a spoon out of my lunch. AGAIN."

Dude, drink your fruit cup.  You'll live.  Or walk over to get a spoon.  Or check your lunch before you leave.  I actually thought I was doing him a favor because the only plastic spoons I have are hot pink, but I guess a hot pink spoon gets the job done.

Just as I was about to put my phone away, it beeped again.  Thinking it was N with some other complaint about his lunch, I checked it.

It was the song.

Stuck. In. My. Head.

(Going round and round again)

Aubs