Grumpypants of Disgruntlement

Well, it seems that extremes of joy and malcontent are the only thing that actually drives me to blogging these days. I blame work mostly - the insane busy workload of the day and the ensuing vegetative state I fall into in the evenings. Several things things have happened since my last post but it looks like I recorded over the memory footage of the last few weeks much like an unlabelled video-tape. I now have the sense of "bother - was that something I watched to watch and recorded for a reason?" only the feeling is about my actual memory of the month of March. Is this what senility is like? Reaching the end of the month and feeling kind of confused about what happened? Many things about today bugged me. Hence the grumpypants. I was actually pretty grumpy at my students and they all commented on how I was being mean and grumpy, yet none stopped being loud and irritating. Firstly, reports were due. I have been hardworking and stayed after school earlier in the week to finish them and fold them up and stuff them in envelopes only to have it announced today that the dates of the report evenings were wrong so that all had to be reprinted. Obviously, it was more annoying for the computer tech folks that had to do a rushed reprint but I dislike the unkarmic sense of being punished for being organised. Unstuffing and restuffing envelopes is a lot harder than just stuffing them. Um, I'm trying to remember all the other annoying things that happened but as I type and slurp away on my tea I find myself become less grumpy and less aware of all the annoying things that happened. Hmmpfh - well I shan't complain. Needless to say teenagers could be irritating as can high-maintainence parents who show up unannounced at inconvenient times demanding second copies of Newsletteres that don't exist in the first place. But now is time for Weekend! Happy, happy, joy, joy and all that. Tonight is the inaugural meeting of our new Wine Club. We shall be 'studying' NZ Chardonnays. I personally disagree with the whole spitting out of wine but I like the idea of knowing about what you are drinking. I went to one wine tasting course and it was really interesting. I'm still not one of those people who can sniff and swirl the wine around and then list off half a dozen fruit flavours in it. I aim to be able to tell a little more than whether a wine is red or white, nice or not nice*. I also plan to watch V for Vendetta this weekend. Reading, bubble baths and drinking hot drinks may also have to feature heavily as the weather is becoming decidedly nippy. Yay for weekends! * At the moment my wine knowledge is limited to categorising wine purely as red/white, nice/not nice. I suspect I have a palette more trained for distinguish between types of chocolate. There at least I can categorise as white/milk/dark, creamy/not creamy, rich/bland, sweet/bitter, yummy/so-amazingly-delicious-I-would-trade-one-of-my-kidneys-for-this-chocolate.