Laugh attack!

His dad says it's the funniest thing ever, and I couldn't agree more!




In other news, I'm currently halfway thru teacher training and I'm still absorbing everything like a sponge. 2nd English A2 HL lesson taught today and it's gradually getting better. Still nervous as heck, but I'm getting there. A little more relaxed today than what I was on the first day, so this is promising.

As far as Spanish is concerned, I had my first lesson last Monday and I'm sorta' satisfied. Still a lot of work to be done, though.

I wonder how it will be when I get to teach my own class. I mean when I get done with all my studies and get out there in the big bad world to try to impart some knowledge to other people. I probably won't be strict (although I'm kinda toying with the idea of it...), but I certainly hope I'll be respected by my students/pupils. As opposed to this wise-ass case, for instance:



Star student. Without a doubt.


Ok. Off to bed.


Signing off (lethargically),
Elise

A little comic relief.

There's nothing more therapeutic than watching someone do the fish slapping dance. IT must be better actually dancing it yourself. Bet it does wonders for your skin. The slimier the fish, the better.


Signing off (with a tinge of blah),
Elise

I just HAVE TO share this with you guys!

Just stumbled over this hilarious vid of a panda baby sneezing.



Awright. Back to the books again.


Signing off (roflingly),
Elise

Omigosh, I found another gem of a vid!

Seriously, Republican or Democrat, this guy is GOOD!!! XD


Signing off (again),
Elise

... And yes, he knows how to groove, too.

Cooking while lipsynching to Finnish heavy metal? Why not?




Laughing her head off (almost) whilst doing Spanish,
Elise

My future husband. *swoon*

The Swedish Chef. Again. Yes, he is out of my league (and polyester), but there's always hope - isn't there?



I.e.: "Es vong-vong de-de lettuuce, en vear ges-vuur de boom-boom. Es vur de lettuuce derr-hup! *bang* Vork-bork de sallad... Ying ges-vuur de hum des voor de biggie (?), en yim de voong de boomed-boom. Es vur de voor de hup! *bang* Es vuur de bruussel sproots."

No, I might not completely understand what he's saying, but at least he's a Cordon Bleu chef (albeit taking a few shortcuts in the cooking process), which makes it all the easier for my part.

Imagine me and him... and little bork-borks running around inside the house making bruussel sproots... and with their keeken smooshers chasing after Japanese chocolate cakes like their father:



Or shooting coocoonoots...



Now how to get a hold of his phone number...



Off to use her own keeken smoosher,
Elise