over-employed and waiting for hot chocolate

I've been told that I need to add my recent adventures. They were indeed rather exciting, but I have been nursing my upper respiratory track as of late.
So, first...job. When it rain, it pours. I was recently sitting at home going over notes for a phantom interview. And then, in quick succession, I end up with 2 interviews and now it would seem 2 jobs. Reason to celebrate, yes. But also reason for concern. After consulting with the sages, I've decided to risk signing contracts with 2 different school boards. One is in my home town, but apparently is a contracting board. The other board is a bit of a drive, but has a great reputation and is expanding. While I am exciting about both, I have to admit a tinge of guilt for doing this...as I have so much support in my home board. But, with an uncertain future (I have one friend going into her 5th year of supplying), I keep telling myself that I'm only being prudent (eggs in one basket...).
On a more exciting note, quite a few JETAA events as of late. First, there was an amazing documentary and speaker. Setsuko Thurlow, an atomic bomb survivor and activist came to share her experiences and her mission with us. I usually tend to think of myself as a pretty poker faced person when it comes to more serious emotions, but I pretty much lost it. I found myself talking about fears I didn't even knew I had. I suppose that time waking up to warnings of a long range missiles test (complete with little TV animations) on TV heading towards us hit me more than I realised.
Then, last weekend was the annual skating event. I have been trying to go to this thing for the past 3 years. My skates had been sharpened and waiting in the back of the car for 3 years. So I was going to go regardless of rain and ridiculously overpriced parking. I showed up to find an empty rink. After walking around for a bit, I thought **** this, strapped on my skates and gave the artificial but thankfully tented rink a go. After a shaky start, I finally found my footing and that's when I noticed that some of the maniacs skating in the rain were Asian (we're not known for our affinity to skating). So, I went out there and found a few familiar faces. I thought, okay, I guess the hot chocolate will be out here, so I relocated to the outdoor rink. To my surprise, despite the lowered visibility, it was actually quite nice skating in the rain as it created a constant, freshly Zamboni-ed (yes, I'm making it into a verb) effect. While the crowds (and hot chocolate) were probably scared away by the rain, the few brave souls did have fun...until *BAM* *GUSH*. Yes, one of our newer skaters hit the ice face first, and our afternoon of skating in the rain turned to an afternoon group drive and sitting in the ER (with lots of bowing). Hopefully, a few stitches were all that were needed to put him back together.
Our outing ended with food...rather inappropriate food. We decided that the best way to end the day was with meat. So we ended up in the most random burger joint called Dangerous Dan's, where the burgers are big, the woman's bathroom is small (I suppose if you eat too much there it would eventually become an issue), the seats are recycled from mini-vans, and if Dan takes a liking to you, you get his wang for free (a la mode)! The walls, plastered with pro-meat propaganda was a perfect accompaniment to the amazing burgers. For some reason, he felt guilty for something he said ( for me, all was forgiven when I started eating), but our table was the proud recipient of of a free wang (deep fried banana with ice cream). And, it was probably the best fried banana I'd ever had. I wasted no time in cutting it down to size with one swift stroke (not the first time inappropriate food has been served to me), and I was declared to have "Bobbitt-ed it" (yet another new verb).