I am so proud of myself. Please excuse me while I take a moment to brag. We are having that wonderful week in Science class where we teach children about their bodies and what not to do with their bodies aka Family Life in 6th grade and Sex Respect in 7th/8th. Luckily, I teach 6th grade so my job is more about the endocrine system and hereditary traits. Blah, blah...Anyway, Monday I began this week's unit. I was so nervous I thought I was going to be uncomfortable all day. I actually had to stand in front of 25 kids, 4 times that day and say OVARIES and TESTES. It really wasn't all that hard. I gave them the whole "I know how mature you are. Here is your time to show me"....blah, blah, speech. I think it may have worked. I also think they had no idea what I was talking about. We played a Jeopardy game with the all of the glands and they couldn't even pronounce ovary or testes. Amazing! Today, I had to say something about how a child receives 1/2 of its chromosomes from its father's sperm and the other 1/2 from its mother's ovum. They had no idea what an ovum was, but sperm...no problem. First the giggles began and the whispering. We made it through one class. Then my second and third. I felt very confident by the time my last class came to me. I was running straight through my lesson and for some reason sperm was not a word that would come out of my mouth. (notice that I did say word, make sure you are reading carefully..dirty minds) Anyway, I said "spell"and "spear" before I started laughing hysterically. That was it. The class lost it. I was laughing, red in the face, and chanting sperm. You could you just imagine ME doing this. Whew!
Tomorrow we are watching a video in class. The girls and boys will be separated. Thank goodness! This may make an interesting story later. The girls watch a video that discusses starting their periods. The boys watch a video about their bodies and wet dreams. I know I am not using proper terminology, but this is my blog, not school. I guess I'll have to wait and see how it goes.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
What was I thinking?
At the top, you have a wonderful picture of me...... dancing in the hall? I really am not sure what I was supposed to be doing here. But, I thought some of you might want a good laugh. Next , why...why am I so happy to be standing at the rear of a bull? These are NYC pics just in case you couldn't figure it out. It's funny how things really sound like a great idea at the time. And the bottom......I have decided that I want to be Cinderella when I grow up. I want to wear pretty clothes, go to balls, and live happily ever after. The End
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
It's official
No, I am not pregnant. My brother is getting married!! He gave her Mom's ring last night.
Sleeping with a Cat
Sleep! Who needs it? I really think my cat is trying to prepare me for motherhood. She comes to bed sometime between 3-5 AM every night. If she would just plop down and start snoozing it would be all good. No, she feels the need to knead on my neck or nuzzle in my face. She loves to talk so she tells me all about her day. The usual cat stuff like
I climbed a huge tree today. When I got to the top I chased a bird.Then I decided to get a snack so I went hunting for moles. After all the excitement I took a nap and when I got up I played with my brother. (our dog).
She then proceeds to tell me that I am the best mom a cat could ever have. I don't yell at her for bring "presents" or "offerings" in the house, I always love on her and feed her. She really is a sweet kitty and very pretty, but I would much rather talk when I am not sleeping. So, I think she is trying to prepare me b/c I may not have any kids, but I know that they never do things when it is convenient. She woke me up at 3:45 this morning. It is now 4:50 AM. I really need my beauty sleep. She doesn't understand that it is hard to go back to sleep after so many intriguing conversations, not to mention the weight of a cat on your chest or head. If she's on my head it's over - I can't breathe through the cat. I tried to switch to my ears, but I couldn't figure out how to get my lungs to go along with it. Maybe that's another prep. She knows children can "be the death of you." She usually settles on either side of me curled up under my arm. Aww! She's so cute. I really just wish I could flip over now. Why don't I just do it you ask. Well, she will then have a lenghty conversation with me about how she was trying to sleep and I woke her up.
Mom! Stop moving. I am trying to sleep here. Didn't I tell you that I had a long day and I need to rest. How am I going to hunt tomorrow if you won't let me sleep. Purrrrrrrrrr.
I seriously have never been around a cat that talks this much. She will come in the doggy door and announce her presence.
"Meeeeoooow!" translated "Honey, I'm home!"
It's now five and I just fed her, so maybe she'll let me go back to sleep.
I climbed a huge tree today. When I got to the top I chased a bird.Then I decided to get a snack so I went hunting for moles. After all the excitement I took a nap and when I got up I played with my brother. (our dog).
She then proceeds to tell me that I am the best mom a cat could ever have. I don't yell at her for bring "presents" or "offerings" in the house, I always love on her and feed her. She really is a sweet kitty and very pretty, but I would much rather talk when I am not sleeping. So, I think she is trying to prepare me b/c I may not have any kids, but I know that they never do things when it is convenient. She woke me up at 3:45 this morning. It is now 4:50 AM. I really need my beauty sleep. She doesn't understand that it is hard to go back to sleep after so many intriguing conversations, not to mention the weight of a cat on your chest or head. If she's on my head it's over - I can't breathe through the cat. I tried to switch to my ears, but I couldn't figure out how to get my lungs to go along with it. Maybe that's another prep. She knows children can "be the death of you." She usually settles on either side of me curled up under my arm. Aww! She's so cute. I really just wish I could flip over now. Why don't I just do it you ask. Well, she will then have a lenghty conversation with me about how she was trying to sleep and I woke her up.
Mom! Stop moving. I am trying to sleep here. Didn't I tell you that I had a long day and I need to rest. How am I going to hunt tomorrow if you won't let me sleep. Purrrrrrrrrr.
I seriously have never been around a cat that talks this much. She will come in the doggy door and announce her presence.
"Meeeeoooow!" translated "Honey, I'm home!"
It's now five and I just fed her, so maybe she'll let me go back to sleep.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Weird
How weird is it to search on myspace and find old boyfriends, girlfriends, and CHILDREN YOU ARE TEACHING or have taught!! I have seen a few tasteful sites of children I taught last year. I saw a few of children that I know and can't believe the stuff they have on there. A fellow teacher at my school saw a girl that she taught in 6th grade (now 19) in her birthday suit. She was covering her boobies with her hands and her hmmuhmm with her leg. (sitting a bit sideways) I would have to harm my daughter.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
At Target
My husband and I went to Chili's for dinner last night. Good food and 2for1's. We like to call it "happy day" b/c it lasts from 10 am to 10 pm. Well, after drinking a few we ran to Target to pick up a few things. The majority of our Target adventure was spent with me on the phone with Lucky Gem while my husband is trying to rush me and I can't seem to find what I am looking for. My husband is proud of me for my next little stunt. I, however, kinda feel bad. We are standing in line, waiting our turn, and the couple behind us suddenly feel the need to unload their basket on top of our things. I need my space. I don't like people in my space. I stayed calm, put the divider in between us, and took a step closer to my husband. I turned around to look at the couple just as we are about to leave...and no, I don't know them or anything. I'm sure that is what you were thinking. I saw an ugly guy standing there beside an ugly girl. I suddenly burst out with "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?" What the hell? It was rude, but my husband was laughing so hard that I got over it. And this is why drinking is bad for you.
Window Shopping
I thought this was a pretty cool window display in NYC. The "skirt" is actually cashmere sweaters. Since this store was on 5th and we almost always went the wrong direction, we walked past it a few times.
Friday, March 24, 2006
OK
Sorry, I was so amazed that my pictures posted that I forgot to finish typing. The first pic is of the Hershey store in Time Square. I have a better pic, but I was just picking some random picture to "try" to post. I tried several times, but never had a pic post. Sorry, Jana called I will post later.
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Spring Break is over
I'm really bummed about having to go back to school after such a great week. New York was wonderful. We had a blast just walking around with no true destination. We saw so many things, places, and people. It was great to get away from all of the prejudiced that we have here in the South. We never knew who was going to be standing next to us or what language they would speak. Many people have asked if we were ever scared. NO! There are police everywhere. And in a city with so many people, you never feel alone. The city stays busy all night and all day. I can't wait to visit again.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Hump Day
Today was much calmer than yesterday. I broke down first thing this morning. I had knots in my stomach and I finally just lost it about 2 minutes before our students came down the hall. But, I got myself together, put on my bitch face, and got to work. There was no real drama. I am just glad that things are settling down. The kids were hyper and wanted to discuss the campus crime news report. We tried to stifle that as much as possible. Just told them to do what they should and "yes, we heard what happened." I wish I had Lucky Gem's degree sometimes.
Stupid Pet Tricks: My hubby and I took my dog for a walk tonight. He is always so excited and pees on everything. We always try to make him poop before we go or hold it until we get to some place where we won't be noticed. My dog has learned to poop with his leg hiked, so that we will just think he is peeing. Isn't that talent? I guess when you gotta go, you gotta go.
One more day until I am on a plane to New York! WooHoo! I better get off the computer and go pack.
Stupid Pet Tricks: My hubby and I took my dog for a walk tonight. He is always so excited and pees on everything. We always try to make him poop before we go or hold it until we get to some place where we won't be noticed. My dog has learned to poop with his leg hiked, so that we will just think he is peeing. Isn't that talent? I guess when you gotta go, you gotta go.
One more day until I am on a plane to New York! WooHoo! I better get off the computer and go pack.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
I forgot... -MOLLY STORY GRAPHIC
I am thankful that my husband found the mouse with the severed head and guts hanging out of it in my guestroom and not me!
Have you ever been....
~~Just so you all know, this is kind of long. It happens that way when I take awhile to update. Oh, yeah and I use the word fuck.~~
so stressed that
*you see spots?
*you forget to eat?
*you cry?
*you use really bad language?
*you can't stop laughing?
*you can't speak intelligently?
*you can't stand to be around people, even those you love?
*you can't take it anymore?
*you don't what you are doing?
so mad that
*you see spots?
*you forget to eat?
*you cry?
*you use really bad language?
*you can't stop laughing?
*you can't speak intelligently?
*you can't stand to be around people, even those you love?
*you can't take it anymore?
*you won't take it anymore?
Angel of the Day: Beth Why? For not taking it anymore.
Angel of Monday: Higgy Baby Why? For beating my computer.
This week has been hell. I know it's only Tuesday night.
MONDAY
8:00 AM - My wonderful piece of technology that helps me shape the minds of my willful students CRASHED! My grades, lesson plans, documents, emails, etc. were all trapped inside. A teacher without her lesson plans is like a fireman without his water hose. Not good. I DO know what I am doing, but administrators are trained to make us believe we should be lost if we don't have them. Like we need map to navigate through our classroom. Well, I have no map for my visitors and I had a visitor. We go through an evaluation process as teachers. We have 3 evals the first 3 years of teaching, and then 3 evals every 5 years or so. You have a scheduled eval, a drop-in, and then a final scheduled. Guess what Monday was???? You betcha! It was my DROP-IN. No plans, stressed because my computer JUST crashed 15 minutes ago, and I am not even teaching a lesson. The students were presenting projects. Well, I made it through. Higgy managed to turn my computer on long enough for me to extract some info. I turned in my computer, got a loaner, and started the wonderful paperwork that goes along with evals. Little Stressed. My thoughts at this time... Fuck it! I can only do what I can do.
TUESDAY
I would LOVE to feel free to blog about all of the incidents that occurred today, however, I feel that I would risk the possibility of losing my job. If you are local and watch the news, you know what I am talking about. I just know a few more details. BUT only because I watched the news and put two and two together. I just don't know how much more we can all endure. We shouldn't have to put up with so much bullshit. When will we teach others to take responsibility for their actions. Grow up and own up! My thoughts at this time...Fuck them!(Some of you know who the "them" is.)
I never thought when I went back to school to become a teacher that so many people would look down upon me. It is amazing how little respect you are given. I am not only speaking of the students, but others in the same building and the community. It amazes me how much you give and how little you get. Not that I am in it to get anything, but every job has a final product. We try so hard to make someone's life better, but we are only taking away from our own lives. We come home overworked and stressed. We have little time and energy for our loved ones. Our patience runs thin and then we get up and do it again. Not for the pay, but for the hope. The hope that we will help someone. Our hopes are being put aside by paperwork, emails, meetings, and other unneccessary interruptions. I might as well go back to my last job. At least there I didn't have 25 or 30 children to distract me from all the paperwork.
I love what I do when I am allowed to do my job.
Hmmm, I really think I want another tattoo. Maybe this summer. Good night. If you made it this far, thanks for listening.
so stressed that
*you see spots?
*you forget to eat?
*you cry?
*you use really bad language?
*you can't stop laughing?
*you can't speak intelligently?
*you can't stand to be around people, even those you love?
*you can't take it anymore?
*you don't what you are doing?
so mad that
*you see spots?
*you forget to eat?
*you cry?
*you use really bad language?
*you can't stop laughing?
*you can't speak intelligently?
*you can't stand to be around people, even those you love?
*you can't take it anymore?
*you won't take it anymore?
Angel of the Day: Beth Why? For not taking it anymore.
Angel of Monday: Higgy Baby Why? For beating my computer.
This week has been hell. I know it's only Tuesday night.
MONDAY
8:00 AM - My wonderful piece of technology that helps me shape the minds of my willful students CRASHED! My grades, lesson plans, documents, emails, etc. were all trapped inside. A teacher without her lesson plans is like a fireman without his water hose. Not good. I DO know what I am doing, but administrators are trained to make us believe we should be lost if we don't have them. Like we need map to navigate through our classroom. Well, I have no map for my visitors and I had a visitor. We go through an evaluation process as teachers. We have 3 evals the first 3 years of teaching, and then 3 evals every 5 years or so. You have a scheduled eval, a drop-in, and then a final scheduled. Guess what Monday was???? You betcha! It was my DROP-IN. No plans, stressed because my computer JUST crashed 15 minutes ago, and I am not even teaching a lesson. The students were presenting projects. Well, I made it through. Higgy managed to turn my computer on long enough for me to extract some info. I turned in my computer, got a loaner, and started the wonderful paperwork that goes along with evals. Little Stressed. My thoughts at this time... Fuck it! I can only do what I can do.
TUESDAY
I would LOVE to feel free to blog about all of the incidents that occurred today, however, I feel that I would risk the possibility of losing my job. If you are local and watch the news, you know what I am talking about. I just know a few more details. BUT only because I watched the news and put two and two together. I just don't know how much more we can all endure. We shouldn't have to put up with so much bullshit. When will we teach others to take responsibility for their actions. Grow up and own up! My thoughts at this time...Fuck them!(Some of you know who the "them" is.)
I never thought when I went back to school to become a teacher that so many people would look down upon me. It is amazing how little respect you are given. I am not only speaking of the students, but others in the same building and the community. It amazes me how much you give and how little you get. Not that I am in it to get anything, but every job has a final product. We try so hard to make someone's life better, but we are only taking away from our own lives. We come home overworked and stressed. We have little time and energy for our loved ones. Our patience runs thin and then we get up and do it again. Not for the pay, but for the hope. The hope that we will help someone. Our hopes are being put aside by paperwork, emails, meetings, and other unneccessary interruptions. I might as well go back to my last job. At least there I didn't have 25 or 30 children to distract me from all the paperwork.
I love what I do when I am allowed to do my job.
Hmmm, I really think I want another tattoo. Maybe this summer. Good night. If you made it this far, thanks for listening.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
My mind is racing
I feel like my brain should be on a nascar track going around in circles at top speed. I am starting to feel stressed. We are leaving for NY in a week. I have no time to get things done. Pack, clean, grades for the end of the 9 weeks, projects to grade, host Family Science Night, parent/teacher conferences, 2 Drama practices, laundry, shop. How much cash should I take? What clothes, jackets, shoes, etc? Which bags will be the easiest to handle since hubby won't be there to carry them? **Lucky, ALL my bags have wheels if you need to borrow one. We have a set Mom gave us.** Moving on.
I am thankful that my husband sold his truck today. It was a bit sad to see it go, but it was nice to see the check! His red truck is gone. We can now pull all the way up into our driveway instead of blocking part of the sidewalk.
My Angel of the Day: Woody Why? She is just so much fun. Today is her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GIRL!!! She went to dinner with her husband and daughter tonight. While at dinner, she called me just tell me that she loved me.(as a friend, we don't admit to those actions) Isn't that sweet? On Valentine's Day, Josie, Woody's daughter, called to tell me Happy Valentine's Day. She just turned three. That phone call made my whole day. No offense to my hubby, but there is something about a sweet little voice like hers that just melts me.
I am thankful that my husband sold his truck today. It was a bit sad to see it go, but it was nice to see the check! His red truck is gone. We can now pull all the way up into our driveway instead of blocking part of the sidewalk.
My Angel of the Day: Woody Why? She is just so much fun. Today is her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GIRL!!! She went to dinner with her husband and daughter tonight. While at dinner, she called me just tell me that she loved me.(as a friend, we don't admit to those actions) Isn't that sweet? On Valentine's Day, Josie, Woody's daughter, called to tell me Happy Valentine's Day. She just turned three. That phone call made my whole day. No offense to my hubby, but there is something about a sweet little voice like hers that just melts me.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Video
Thankful: I am thankful that I married my husband.
I took my bungy jumping video to school today. I did this daring deed when I was about 14. We are studying potential and kinetic energy, so I was trying to explain elastic potential energy. The kids had a ball with it. They said I looked just the same as I do now. (Suck ups!) It was so strange to see it again. I was flirting with the guy that worked at the bungy place. My kids started asking me if I thought he was cute. They actually picked up on that. I sounded SO country on the video. I asked all the kids, "Do I really sound like that?" They said yes. I can't believe that I sound like that. I just don't hear it. I heard a few of the boys saying that I look much better with shorter hair. Too funny. Well, the video has 6 jumps taped on it. I am on there twice, my brother is on there twice, my mom once, and Brad once. The kids absolutely loved seeing my mom jump. She screams and they thought it was hilarious. Unfortunately, one class heard Brad saying that his girlfriend was me. I had already told them he was my brother's friend. It made me start thinking. I am so glad that I ended up with Jason. I say ended because I have no intentions of ever being single again. Therefore, I ENDED my single years with Jason. I can't say that I would be stable if I ended up with anyone else. I remember dating others, that I thought I was in love with and I probably was at the time. I remember fighting with others. I remember how romantic others were. I remember the grand gestures they made. I also always remember thinking I would marry Jason even when I was dating other guys. I am glad I married him. I wouldn't have my killer cat. I wouldn't have finished college. Did I ever mention that he worked 2 jobs BEFORE we were married to help me with college? He suffered along with me through student teaching when I couldn't work for a paycheck. My family loves him. They don't even remember much of anyone else. Did I mention that my husband does laundry? He just a great guy and I thought I would share parts of that today. He is great for so many other things that I haven't even mentioned today. TTFN
I took my bungy jumping video to school today. I did this daring deed when I was about 14. We are studying potential and kinetic energy, so I was trying to explain elastic potential energy. The kids had a ball with it. They said I looked just the same as I do now. (Suck ups!) It was so strange to see it again. I was flirting with the guy that worked at the bungy place. My kids started asking me if I thought he was cute. They actually picked up on that. I sounded SO country on the video. I asked all the kids, "Do I really sound like that?" They said yes. I can't believe that I sound like that. I just don't hear it. I heard a few of the boys saying that I look much better with shorter hair. Too funny. Well, the video has 6 jumps taped on it. I am on there twice, my brother is on there twice, my mom once, and Brad once. The kids absolutely loved seeing my mom jump. She screams and they thought it was hilarious. Unfortunately, one class heard Brad saying that his girlfriend was me. I had already told them he was my brother's friend. It made me start thinking. I am so glad that I ended up with Jason. I say ended because I have no intentions of ever being single again. Therefore, I ENDED my single years with Jason. I can't say that I would be stable if I ended up with anyone else. I remember dating others, that I thought I was in love with and I probably was at the time. I remember fighting with others. I remember how romantic others were. I remember the grand gestures they made. I also always remember thinking I would marry Jason even when I was dating other guys. I am glad I married him. I wouldn't have my killer cat. I wouldn't have finished college. Did I ever mention that he worked 2 jobs BEFORE we were married to help me with college? He suffered along with me through student teaching when I couldn't work for a paycheck. My family loves him. They don't even remember much of anyone else. Did I mention that my husband does laundry? He just a great guy and I thought I would share parts of that today. He is great for so many other things that I haven't even mentioned today. TTFN
Friday, February 24, 2006
Molly...my beloved cat
What I am thankful for: My husband pulled in the driveway 1 minute after I opened the door and walked in the house. JUST WAIT...you'll see.
My Angel of the Day: MY HUSBAND Why? Because he pulled in the driveway 1 minute after I opened the door and walked in the house. He let me go to the back of the house and freak the F out.
I came home so excited that it was Friday. I have Bunco tonight. I had a rough day, but over all not bad. No fights. Not too many irritations. I am on my cell phone talking to my old boss about my NYC trip and her new boyfriend. I unlock the door and walk in the house......HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??? Those??UGH..I gotta go and I am leaving the house. I run into the kitchen and call my husband.
ME: WHERE THE F ARE YOU AND WHEN WILL YOU BE HERE???
HIM: I'm in the driveway. Why?
ME: I don't know what all is dead in the house, but I know I saw a mole.
HIM: (laughing hysterically due to the fact that I am about to vomit) I'll be right in.
He comes in the house. I run to the back. I can hear him talking to me...
Him: hmm..it looks like a seashell or something. It must be a stomach.
ME: UGH! I think I saw a nose and an eyeball.
Him: Well, I see a nose, but I don't think that is an eyeball.
ME: UGH! I think I want to puke.
Him: The big plug of fur didn't come off the cat. It's just a caterpillar. I think the face belonged to a mouse. That is definately a mole.
****WARNING****DISGUSTING*****DEAD**ANIMAL**PARTS*
The mole was the only thing that was left in one piece. There was shit on my floor. I guess my cat tore open the mouse in my house. I don't know if she ate the rest of it or took it outside. I guess she is feeling better. I have one more thing to add to my list of things I want to do in the house. Get rid of the blood stained carpet. My cat has destroyed our carpet with dead animals. They are small stains. BUT, I know what they are. Sorry to you animal lovers out there. My cat is a KILLER. My husband loves her for it. I love her because she comes and curls up on me every morning. She is usually soooo sweet. Then again, the weather is getting warmer and the animals are starting to move again. Fresh prey.
**And I am usually just fine picking up a dead mole or a small mouse. I was just overwhelmed with her ambush today. It's been awhile.
My Angel of the Day: MY HUSBAND Why? Because he pulled in the driveway 1 minute after I opened the door and walked in the house. He let me go to the back of the house and freak the F out.
I came home so excited that it was Friday. I have Bunco tonight. I had a rough day, but over all not bad. No fights. Not too many irritations. I am on my cell phone talking to my old boss about my NYC trip and her new boyfriend. I unlock the door and walk in the house......HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??? Those??UGH..I gotta go and I am leaving the house. I run into the kitchen and call my husband.
ME: WHERE THE F ARE YOU AND WHEN WILL YOU BE HERE???
HIM: I'm in the driveway. Why?
ME: I don't know what all is dead in the house, but I know I saw a mole.
HIM: (laughing hysterically due to the fact that I am about to vomit) I'll be right in.
He comes in the house. I run to the back. I can hear him talking to me...
Him: hmm..it looks like a seashell or something. It must be a stomach.
ME: UGH! I think I saw a nose and an eyeball.
Him: Well, I see a nose, but I don't think that is an eyeball.
ME: UGH! I think I want to puke.
Him: The big plug of fur didn't come off the cat. It's just a caterpillar. I think the face belonged to a mouse. That is definately a mole.
****WARNING****DISGUSTING*****DEAD**ANIMAL**PARTS*
The mole was the only thing that was left in one piece. There was shit on my floor. I guess my cat tore open the mouse in my house. I don't know if she ate the rest of it or took it outside. I guess she is feeling better. I have one more thing to add to my list of things I want to do in the house. Get rid of the blood stained carpet. My cat has destroyed our carpet with dead animals. They are small stains. BUT, I know what they are. Sorry to you animal lovers out there. My cat is a KILLER. My husband loves her for it. I love her because she comes and curls up on me every morning. She is usually soooo sweet. Then again, the weather is getting warmer and the animals are starting to move again. Fresh prey.
**And I am usually just fine picking up a dead mole or a small mouse. I was just overwhelmed with her ambush today. It's been awhile.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
2/23/06
I am thankful that I get an extra planning period on Thursdays. I actually accomplished a few things today. I put together TCAP review for 3 subjects next week to help out my team. This is extremely amazing. I am usually unprepared. It felt so good to be able to provide things for them. Go me! I deserve a sticker.
Angel of the Day: Ms. Moss Why? She noticed that one of my student's binders was falling apart and brought him a new one. It's the little things.
Ten Things About Me:
1. I have a name picked out for my first son.
2. I'm not trying to have babies, yet.
3. I have actually started keeping a written journal.
4. I act like I am in high school when I am around Lucky Gem.
5. I did my first load of laundry in about 3 months last night.
6. My husband has been doing the laundry.
7. I am getting better about being on time.
8. My poor cat has ear mites.
9. I have to hold her down and put medicine on her.
10. I pray at least once a day.
Thanks to Silly Hilly for the idea. I decided to do 10 a day for a few days instead of all 100 at once. You're a much better blogger than me.
Angel of the Day: Ms. Moss Why? She noticed that one of my student's binders was falling apart and brought him a new one. It's the little things.
Ten Things About Me:
1. I have a name picked out for my first son.
2. I'm not trying to have babies, yet.
3. I have actually started keeping a written journal.
4. I act like I am in high school when I am around Lucky Gem.
5. I did my first load of laundry in about 3 months last night.
6. My husband has been doing the laundry.
7. I am getting better about being on time.
8. My poor cat has ear mites.
9. I have to hold her down and put medicine on her.
10. I pray at least once a day.
Thanks to Silly Hilly for the idea. I decided to do 10 a day for a few days instead of all 100 at once. You're a much better blogger than me.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
2/22/06
What I am Thankful For: My trip to New York is booked and all I have to do now is figure out what clothes to take.
Angel of the Day: My mom Why: She is making t-shirts for my brother's shop. She wants to make sure we all have shirts to wear and give away at Pimp My Ride. She is very supportive of her children and goes out of her way for all of us. (biological children and adopted)
ABOUT THE TRIP: I keep seeing the commercial for Disney on TV. The one where the little boy sneaks into the girls room and they start talking about all the magic at Disney. The mom comes in and sends them back to bed. Then the dad is lying in bed and says that he is too excited to sleep. I know that is how Lucky Gem and I are going to feel the night before we leave. The only bad thing is that I have to work half a day before we leave. I am so exicted I can barely contain myself now. I can't wait! I can't wait! I hope we get to go on the SATC tour. And eat great food. And shop. And see some history. And shop. And see a show. And shop. Lucky Gem has already bought new batteries for her camera, so we should get some pics between the two of us. I am almost as excited as I was about my honeymoon.
Angel of the Day: My mom Why: She is making t-shirts for my brother's shop. She wants to make sure we all have shirts to wear and give away at Pimp My Ride. She is very supportive of her children and goes out of her way for all of us. (biological children and adopted)
ABOUT THE TRIP: I keep seeing the commercial for Disney on TV. The one where the little boy sneaks into the girls room and they start talking about all the magic at Disney. The mom comes in and sends them back to bed. Then the dad is lying in bed and says that he is too excited to sleep. I know that is how Lucky Gem and I are going to feel the night before we leave. The only bad thing is that I have to work half a day before we leave. I am so exicted I can barely contain myself now. I can't wait! I can't wait! I hope we get to go on the SATC tour. And eat great food. And shop. And see some history. And shop. And see a show. And shop. Lucky Gem has already bought new batteries for her camera, so we should get some pics between the two of us. I am almost as excited as I was about my honeymoon.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
2/21/06
What I Am Thankful For Today: That I was not supervising the student who walked into a pole and went to the emergency room in an ambulance.
So I am thinking that I will come up with something everyday that I am thankful for. Somedays serious, somedays stupid, you know, just so I have something.
My Angel of the Day: Ms. Flowers Why: She wanted to be at drama about as much as I did, but we made it through it together. Ms. Vickery is climbing up close, since she invited me out for drinks.
I am also going to have an angel for the day. It may be something nice someone did, could be someone really stupid who makes me feel better, you know, we have all types of angels.
Let me know if the ideas sink or swim. I think I have writers block. I wish every weekend was a three day weekend.
So I am thinking that I will come up with something everyday that I am thankful for. Somedays serious, somedays stupid, you know, just so I have something.
My Angel of the Day: Ms. Flowers Why: She wanted to be at drama about as much as I did, but we made it through it together. Ms. Vickery is climbing up close, since she invited me out for drinks.
I am also going to have an angel for the day. It may be something nice someone did, could be someone really stupid who makes me feel better, you know, we have all types of angels.
Let me know if the ideas sink or swim. I think I have writers block. I wish every weekend was a three day weekend.
Friday, February 17, 2006
TGIF
Well, another week and just a few before Spring Break. This week was long and difficult. I haven't mastered the word "no". I am now taking on Drama Club. Our first play is May 16th. Our original leader is leaving us and they need help. I guess I am just the sucker at school, because they asked me. I now have drama every Tuesday and Wednesday from 3:15-4:45. Starting the end of March I will also have cheer practice on Mondays and Thursdays. My husband sure is gonna miss me. Just when you feel burned out and fed up, you have a wonderful child who comes to you and makes it all worth while. I had students who yelled, screamed, and acted a fool in my class all week, stop and hug me this afternoon. It's amazing how that little gesture makes my long days, and sleepless nights all worth it. Sitting at dinner tonight a little boy kept making faces at my husband. It was so cute. I joined in. His parents then see him and begin to apologize. No need. He has totally restored my faith in children. He was so cute. Let your children flirt. Dad told him to wink at him. Made my day. Love you all!!
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