The Bathtub

KELLYq & a: Smell Ya Later

Usually, when saying good bye, I can lean on one of these trusty phrases:

- So long, stinktown!
- Smell ya later
- See you in hell, Candy Boys!
- Say What?!?!

But other times, like this one, call for a more formal farewell. I know that some of the other tubbers are going to have some trouble saying goodbye to the tub. To help them, and to help you when you're in trouble, I've created a simple worksheet to help you draft your thoughts when saying goodbye to someone. Enjoy!

Theme for the Week of 12/24/07: Farewells

Well, Tubbers, here it is, the week you've been dreading for weeks now. This is the last week that we can all sit here soaking in bubbles and soap and our own filth together. Break out the kleenex and for God's sake, make sure that Stepmom isn't on -- because you'll be crying enough at our farewell posts.

KELLYq & a: The One Where I Shoot Myself In the Foot

As an English Major, I was assigned many, many books. One semester, no shit, I was assigned over 30 books to read. In nine weeks. I can sum up my feelings on those assignments in two words:

YEAH RIGHT!

I so did not read all those books. But did I earn A's in all those classes? Hellz to the Yeah I did. Because I know how to fake like I read it, and I can show you too.

KELLYq & a: Teacher Needs Her Coffee, Children

My love affair with coffee started in high school. My senior year, I made a full thermos every day to get me through 1st period Calculus (w/ applications). In college, I hardly drank coffee -- I slept 9-10 hours a night, on average, so I rarely needed it. However, now that I'm back on the 5:30 am bandwagon, I desperately need coffee to get me through my day.

KELLYq & a: The Five Best Classroom Games

As a teacher, I frequently have to bust kids who are passing notes, chewing gum, or being insubordinate. Still, I have a soft spot in my heart for kids who are playing little games that I used to play during class. They only get one lunch detention.
After the jump, you'll find my expert opinion on the five best games to play during class. Maybe you'll be inspired to play them with your colleagues? Enjoy!

KELLYq & a: Which Holiday Are You?

Remember when I wrote this? This post is like that, but about holidays. HOLLAAAAA

Theme for the Week of 8/20/07: Holidays

This year, I have decided to take a page from the book of Caitlar and decide to suck it up and be happy about all the premature Christmas decorations that have been popping up since Halloween. In that same spirit, I hope all you bathtubbers enjoy blogging about the impending winter holidays (christmas, chanukkah, kwanzaa, hedonism-day) a little earlier than we need to.

KELLYq & a: Kingsley's Freshman 15: A Photo Essay

One thing that happened for pretty much everyone to some extent along the transition from high school to college to life afterwards is that we all porked up a little. Many things attribute to this: slowing metabolism, "late night" at the dining hall (where they have the most delectable nachos), and the ability watch as much GSN as you want, to name a few.
Kingsley, my cat who I've mentioned before, has gained some weight. And by "some," I mean quite an incredible amount.
The other day, I looked at Kings, sitting atop his little scratchy house, and I noticed some fluff hanging off the side of his tower. Further investigation proved that this wasn't fluff at all -- it was CHUB! Kingsley had gotten fat. A visit to the vet confirmed it -- since June, Kings has gone from weighing 6 pounds to weighing ELEVEN POUNDS. After the jump, you'll see unquestionable photographic evidence of the extent of Kingsley's chubbitude.

KELLYq & a: How To Get The Present You Want

When I think about toys, I think about presents. Presents are fun to
receive, but it can be tricky to get what you want. With the holiday
season approaching, I'm providing you with some tips for getting the
present you want. After the jump are some strategies I've learned over the years
from my incrediblly helpful and cooperative family.

KELLYq & a: You Know What Sounds Like "Dictatorships"?

Potato Chips.

And since I know nothing about dictatorships and I know oodles about potato chips, that's what I'll be writing about today.
In many of my previous posts, I've alluded to a love of these delicious snackables. After the jump, please find a variety of advice related to potato chips.