Working with my husband

Mr. V and I work together. Lots of you know that we fell in love by the copy machine at our school. Okay, that's not true. We didn't fall in love there. But we did get engaged on the theater stage. And between Mr. V and me, we've taught students of all ages in the school. I taught Freshmen the last three years (making the oldest juniors and the youngest freshmen) and Seniors this year and Mr. V taught Sophomores and Juniors last year and Juniors this year. We figured we had our bases covered. In short, we're pretty well known at the school.

So imagine my surprise today when a girl didn't know exactly who I was.

I was sitting in the cafeteria trying my best to convince a young mother that dropping out of school was not only a bad idea for her but a bad example to set for her baby. Mr. V walked by and said something that I can't remember now but it caused a girl on my opposite side to start the following conversation:

Girl: Do you live together?
Me: Yes. We're married.
Girl: No! I thought you were just dating!
Me: Nope, we're married.
Girl: Since when?
Me: June 20, 2009
Girl: You're lying!

What? I most certainly am not! I haven't yet reached the age where I cannot remember my anniversary or gained the number of years in my marriage where it becomes difficult to pin down the date. I know I put on that white dress, walked down the aisle on my dad's arm, and said "I do" and I'm beyond sure that I said "I do" to Mr. V!

All in all, it was pretty funny. We did have to call Mr. V over to authenticate my story by reciting our wedding date to the girl so she could compare notes but I think she's satisfied now.

I guess not everyone realizes that we're not just together but that the togetherness is the 'til death do us part' variety. It does remind me that during state testing, I took a kid to the bathroom and had a brief chat with a fellow fish teacher who said that it wasn't until testing week that a kid realized I was Mr. Victor's wife, and that's just because I took him his snack as the break room was closing down and I didn't want him to go hungry. I wonder if the same last name made her think that we were brother and sister. Hmmmm. . .


Just another adventure in my life as Mrs. V! Hope you enjoyed reading the anecdote as much as I enjoyed living it!


Mrs. V

Riding Home - an excerpt from our daily commute together

Mr. V: Hey! There's a TURTLE in the middle of the road!
Me: Poor turtle!
Mr. V: He'd better get a move on!
Me: It's a turtle.

What is it like to be married to Mr. V?

Some of my friends and coworkers will ask me what it's like to be married to Mr. V. I know, I know. Being married to the rock star social studies teacher my husband is seems so interesting, mysterious, exciting. I'm going to give you a glimpse into what my life is like a lot of the time.

Yesterday was Mr. V's birthday and, in typical birthday fashion, a family birthday dinner was scheduled. As we're sitting down at our table, the waiter, having been informed of Mr. V's birthday, wishes him a happy one. Mr. V, awesome man that he is, reveals that four incredible things happened on his birthday: (1) the fall of Saigon; (2) the Louisiana Purchase; (3) George Washington was inaugarated; and (4) Hitler killed himself. It's worth noting here that the fourth one is the one he's most excited about, at least in the telling of the story.

This leads the waiter to compliment him on his history knowledge. Mr. V acknowledges his status as a history teacher and another waiter comes over to give Mr. V a high-five. Turns out, he's a former student. Teachers have a random celebrity status that's hard to explain to outsiders. You wouldn't think it, but kids really enjoy seeing (most of) their teachers outside of school.

Anyway, I digress.

Tonight, we're watching The Celebrity Apprentice and we get the news that Obama wants to tell us that Osama Bin Laden has been killed. NBC news told us instead, but whatever. As we're watching this "breaking news" coverage, Mr. V says, "How awesome would it be if we're just hearing about it today but it actually happened yesterday? That would be so cool! Hitler kills himself AND Osama Bin Laden is killed ON MY BIRTHDAY!"

I have never heard of anyone being so excited about the deaths of horrid people happening on his birthday and I let Mr. V know it.  His response? "More reason to party!"

So that about sums it up. This is my life. It's a crazy, funny, twisty, turny one, but it's mine all mine. I know you're jealous. You have every reason to be :)

Happy first day of May to all and happy birthday to my dear friend, the fabulous Mrs. B, who is experiencing her first married bday today. Love you, girl!

Mrs. V