Someday we'll find it....the lovers, the dreamers, and me

It was 1980, I was 7 and in the 3rd grade. The intercom interrupted Ms. Hoback as she was snapping her fingers at the class.

She looked so much like "mama" off of Mama's Family, that I thought she ruined the sitcom for me. It wasn't until years later that I realized....it was an awful show all on its own.

Ms. Hoback would snap her fingers repeatedly in situations where most teachers would use words; "stop that", "be quiet", "sit down", "no stabbing with pencils". It drove me crazy. SHE drove me crazy.

So, I have no recollection of her teaching ability.

Actually, the only things I remember were her snapping, and the large mass of shellacked fat that sat on top of the radiator, under the push-out windows. It was disgusting to see, but I could not remove my daily stare.

The intercom announced the start of a new club. GLEE club.

I, not knowing myself after only 7 years, thought it sounded fun...

Let me list the reasons why I found GLEE club one of the worst decisions I made:

1. The teacher that started GLEE club was tiny, super happy, and a hugger that called everyone "sweetie pie".

2. GLEE club was singing. A choir. A singing choir that sang bad music.

3. We did concerts in front of people....in the mall....

4. 2 of the awful songs we learned have stuck with me for 33 years....

every. single. word.

"rainbow connection" (Kermit/Muppet Movie)

and

"these are a few of my favorite things"

Her favorite things annoy me. Bright copper kettles? Really?

Here are a few of MAZ favorite things:

sunrise and sunset

Light summer rain

Roaring fire on a cold night

Well worn pair of old jeans

Orchestra music

Glass of bourbon and a good book

A sweet kiss that says "you are the one"

Tasty burger and perfect fries

Quick rush of adrenaline

Red. deep, dark

Old flannel shirt

Calming Cup of coffee

A challenge

To name just a few.