photo by Leslie Callan
Hi there! My name is Amy, and I’m glad you stopped by my blog. The first thing you should know is that I’m a teacher. I teach middle school English, leading some of the under-14 crowd potentially reading this site to believe it should be called “Just A Bitch.” Even though I don’t post much about work, you can often find me buried under a pile of essays or grammar worksheets.
I’m 26, I live “in sin” with my boyfriend Andrew and my cat Harry near Sacramento, CA. I love writing, and besides this little corner of the internet, I write about public education here and you should definitely come over and read me being all professional-like. I’m a voracious reader, a wannabe artist, a yoga-lover and a car dancer. Personality-wise, I’m a little shy at first, but once I warm up to you, I’m all smiles and laughs. I’m the world’s most extroverted introvert and the most cynical optimist I know. Um, I’m also a little anal retentive and neurotic, but whatevs. I like to think it’s part of my charm.
Neurosis is no joke. I’m a Professional Worrywart, meaning I obsess over the world’s smallest things, like whether or not my gas total ended in an odd number (I hate even ones) or whether or not I’m going to die from the germs that are undoubtedly all over the food I consume. It’s fun. The biggest thing I obsess about is not vomiting—it’s been 12 years since I last puked and dammit, I’m going to make it lifelong if I can do it. Nope, not kidding.
I have an exceptional family who I love and adore—my parents and brother are amazing, and my boyfriend is pretty darn fantastic, too. My favorite things in the world include getting comments on my blog (hint hint, wink wink), going out for breakfast, Arrested Development, the ocean, reading, Scrabble, baths and anything I can do in my house while wearing pajamas, making lists in my fabulous handwriting while using black pens that aren’t ballpoint on white legal pads. I like to laugh and make others do the same. My text messages are almost always grammatically correct. I’m a loyal friend.
If you’re looking to annoy me, do the following: chew loudly with your mouth open, drive slow in the fast lane, pronounce “mature” as “ma-tour”, tell me you heart something, or say, “Why do teachers get paid so much when they’re off as much as they teach?” or something to that effect. If you do all of the above, it’s likely I’ll cry and then beat you up.
I love (NOT HEART) email, and try to write back ASAP. Leave me a comment, or send me a note at titchblog AT gmail DOT com. You can also follow me on Twitter.