No, seriously.  That's the story.  I set them to work standing on one side of the room listening to music.  They were to use movement to figure out if the rhythm was even or uneven.  And then I thought to myself, "I kinda feel funny.  I think I need to sit down...and take the trashcan with me."  And then I blew chunks.  You should have seen the look on those 8-year-old faces.

It's in keeping with my week of insanity.  I apparently was driving without insurance for a week and a half.  I did not know this.  I have to go before a judge tomorrow.  Woo-hoo!  What a week! and it's only Tuesday.