Wednesday, December 28, 2011

What Not to Buy the Girl in Your Life....

It all began with an iPhone...

March was when our son celebrated his 17th birthday, and
we got him an iPhone. He just loved it. Who wouldn't?

I celebrated my birthday in July, and my wife made me very happy when she bought me an
Our daughter's birthday was in August so we got her an
iPod Touch:

My wife celebrated her birthday in September so I got her an iRon:

It was around then that the fight started.

What my wife failed to recognize is that the iRon can be integrated into the home network with the iWash, iCook and iClean.

This, of course, activates the iNag reminder service.........

.....I should be out of the hospital next week!!

PS: iHurt!!!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Where does the time go?

It's here - the post-Christmas feeling that I get every year that tells me all of the things that I wish I had done differently. Because this year, dear friends, I was NOT ready for Christmas. Sure, I managed to get the tree up. I bought and wrapped all the presents. Sent cards. But then ... there was so much that I did not accomplish. Why? Various reasons. Finishing up my classes. People that I love being sick. Bad weather. Being lazy. All sorts of reasons. So on Christmas Eve night, as we watched the movie we affectionately call "Ralphie" I sat and made a list of the things I wished I had done differently. Decorated more. Entertained. Baked cookies. Built gingerbread houses. Dug the wreaths out and hung them on the windows and doors. Put Rudolph on the mailbox. Gone to Starbucks for hot drinks and drove around with the family looking at everyone's decorations.

When I was a little girl, I remember my grandmother would say that time flew as you got older. Granted she was in her 60s when I came along, but how true a statement that was! Time flies! Before we know it, it'll be Easter and Christmas 2011 will be all but a distant memory.

As we prepare for the New Year, I sit here and wonder what changes will experience in the next 365+ days? I also sit and ask myself, Is this the year that I make the decision and stick to it that I'll get healthy? Lord, I hope so! Will this be the year that I am more prepared for the holidays? Will I stop worrying and start enjoying my life? Only time will tell. But as I move forward, I do feel like I'm turning a page in my life, going into a new direction. That feels good. I hope as I find time to reflect on 2012, I will find myself feeling proud of my accomplishments.

Friday, December 16, 2011

We Need a Little Christmas - Right This Very Minute!

Greetings from the other side of the screen! I know I know... I don't call. I never write anymore either. But honestly, I have been busy. Swamped. Overwhelmed even. But no excuses, let's catch up....

So, today I officially graduated from college. How did I spend my day? At the Dr's office with the Hubs, who has been having chest pains. No pomp and circumstance for this girl. Instead I read waiting room magazines and frantically thought all those "what if?" questions. They scheduled some lab work and a stress test and sent us home after his EKG looked good - telling him to take an aspirin a day and for me to call 911 if anything happens. Great!

Yesterday I spent the day having The Bug's ankle x-rayed. For the second time since school started. First time - she fell at practice. This time she dropped her rifle on her foot ... at practice!... and may I add, she did not have any shoes on! So her foot is nice and purple, green and burgundy...and unbroken. Yeah! So it's elevation and relaxation for her for a few days at least.

Prior to that - I was in an automobile accident the week of Thanksgiving. My precious van was totaled and it was a terrifying experience and not at all my fault. Since then I am now the proud owner of a PT Cruiser... which is actually going to be The Bug's car. I didn't know what I wanted to get, but I had to buy something and she kept talking about these cars so I decided why not? Then I'll just turn around and get me something new when she starts driving.

My student teaching experience turned out to be 'something else'. A lot of things happened that normally don't happen, but let's just say I have no doubts about my ability to teach. Now I just need a job!

My parents adopted a pekingese who is the newest love of my life. My Dad named him Banjo...and he is gorgeous and moody like a toddler! He's about 11 months old now and Daddy and I are in awe of him even if the rest of the family thinks we are crazy. If I could figure out a away to get him and the cat to get along, he'd come and visit me!

The Bug loved football season and participating in the color guard at school so much that she's on the rifle line for winter guard. I am so glad that she's found her 'thing' in high school that makes her so happy!

That's about it for now. I promise to try to check in more...but until then, Merry Christmas from my house to yours!

Friday, October 14, 2011

I'm Still Alive

Boy, life has been crazy around here since my last post! I celebrated by 18th wedding anniversary, my daughter turned 14, I am fully involved in student teaching full time, I have no spare time to myself. I'm missing the football game tonight because I am taking another certification test tomorrow, which also means that I'll have to miss our second competition, which is a bummer.

On a positive note, I realized tonight that I have only 31 days of student teaching left. That's not including holidays or weekends. Only 31 days! That blows my mind! Right now I'm teaching full-time - which includes math - my least favorite of all the subjects. I am excited and nervous about graduating in December. What if I can't find a job? What will I do with my 'free' time, which is basically nonexistent while in school? But wow! Then I won't constantly feel like I'm chasing after assignments and data.

So to update on the family. The daughter is loving life in high school. She's loving spending time with all of her friends and doing color guard as well. She's making amazing grades and doing really well in school. It seems so strange to think that in just 3 more years we could be sending her away to college. Where does the time go?

Hubs has a new job. He seems to really like it. That must mean that it's also less painful on his knees. I would have thought his surgery a few years ago would have taken away the problems that he's having. Not.

Me? I'm getting by on about 5 hours of sleep a night. Not nearly enough for someone like me who usually needs a solid doze of 8 hours to feel functional. I would love to have a sleep in day sometime soon!

So now that we've updated, I'm off to check on some favorite bloggers! Have a great day and hopefully it won't be so long between entries again.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

And so it begins

The Bug started back to school last week. Just like her mom...her biggest fear was finding someone to eat lunch with. She ended up running into a friend from color guard and sat with their group. I'm so glad this happened! She told me that there are only 3 freshmen in her fourth period (at which time lunch occurs) class. Every day that she comes home I ask her to 'rank' the day for me. Every day has been at least an 8 or 9. Pretty good in my opinion.

Today we went and had manis and pedis and to be honest, I looked over at her and thought to myself, "where did my little girl go?". She has grown up and changed so much since this time last year. Gone are the braces and glasses. Participating in color guard slimmed her figure. Being outdoors so much has lightened her hair. She beams all the time. Her laughter is infectious...

In addition to the return to school, today is our 18th wedding anniversary. I'm not really one who believes in doing anything "special" for your anniversary... instead I feel like you should celebrate that fact each and every day in some sort of way. So we went to church as a family and then for dinner we ate Pizza Hut. Because 18 years ago we walked out of our hotel suite and walked down the street to a Pizza Hut and had our first meal together as man and wife. LOL We were both craving pizza and figured it was a good idea at the time. Our daughter thinks it's a cute and quirky story... but mostly it shows that the bride and groom never really get to eat at their own reception!

My classes resume this week. I start full-time student teaching as well. I'm a little nervous about that...and not really sure why. 15 weeks seems like a long time to be inside someone else's classroom on a daily basis. We can already access the course information online - and let's just say - I'm going to be super busy between all of that work and attending The Bug's football games over the next few months!

Monday, July 18, 2011

When Life Give You A Bend In the Road

We've all been there. A place in your life where you've been forced to make a decision that can, ultimately, change whatever coarse your life is on or change the outcome of your life completely. How do you decide which road to take? Oftentimes I stop and think what seems the best to choose now...will it really benefit me in the long run?

Roughly 9 years ago I left a job that I loved. A group of people that I really did consider to be my other family. My office, strangely enough, felt like my second home. I was comfortable there. Maybe too comfortable. There was a mutual affection and respect for the people that I worked with. When the decision was made to leave the company, although I really did want to come home and be a wife and mother, I was devastated. I can remember I would cry every morning while most of the staff in my section of the building went to their morning briefing. I had reached the point that I would take my makeup bag to work with me because I would have to go and fix my face. If anyone spoke to me about my decision to leave - it never failed, a silent tear would roll down my cheek. It may seem strange to whomever reads this, but I spent so much time with these people and doing my job and making sure everything was 'just so' that the idea of leaving them worried me. I did not worry about how they would function without me. I worried how I would function without them.

Who would I find to talk to in the preschool pick up line? I spent my days talking about budgets... car pool parents didn't want to sit and have a debate about the price of tuition or whether the local store had a monopoly on juice box sales. How would I channel that energy into being a wife and mother and not drive my family insane in the process? And heaven forbid...what about when CABIN FEVER struck. We lived in the middle of nowhere. My neighbor best friend had moved to North Carolina during my pregnancy. I thought I'd go insane!

But I'm off on a tangent. A few months ago I ran into one of my 'old friends' from work at the local Lowes. We both live here in town. His wife works at the college where I attend. And I had not seen him anywhere in at least four years. He said everyone still talks about me and how I could handle situations that came up at work like they were nothing. It made me feel good to know that they remember who I am and that they miss me. Is that selfish?

Today I decided to email my old boss, just to see how things are and to see if he was even still working at the company. Within minutes I got a reply that started out 'Wow, where have you been?". It has been nice today to take a few minutes here and there and catch up on our kids and our lives. And it's made me a little sad. What if I had never left after 9/11? What if I had chosen the other road along the path - where would my life be now? I would still have my beautiful daughter and my husband... but how different would my life had been?

I know...spending time on the 'what ifs' is never a good idea... but I think we all contemplate that 'bend in the road' at one point in our lives. Maybe it's because I'm about to (hopefully) begin a career as a teacher - a completely different path for me. Maybe it's just that I think my seasonal allergies are bringing on a cold. But you know what? It feels good to reconnect with these people from my past. It's sort of like sitting down and looking at an old box of pictures. At least that's how it feels for me today.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

An Oldie But A Goodie....

While looking for my post about my One Little Word for the year, I found this. Not as easy as you might think. Change the answers to suit you and pass it on.
It's really hard to only use one word answers.
1. Where is your cell phone? : bedroom
2. Your significant other?: resting
3. Your hair: different
4. Your mother?: significant
5. Your father?: musical
6. Your favorite thing?: reading
7. Your dream last night? dinosaurs
8. Your favorite drink? : water
9. Your dream/goal?: skinny
10. The room you're in? : living
11. Your hobby?: photography
12. Your fear?: cancer
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? happy
14. Where were you last night?: home
15. What you're not? selfish
16. Muffins? : blueberry
17. One of your wish list items?: pool
18. Where you grew up? : Georgia
19. The last thing you did? : television
20. What are you wearing?: sandals
21. Your TV? : Mummy
22. Your pets? : Cinnie
23. Your computer? : eMachine
24. Your life? : surprising
25. Your mood? : happy
27. Your car? : garage
28. Something you're not wearing?: jewelry
29. Favorite store? : Target
30. Your summer? : relaxing
31. Like someone? completely
32. Your favorite color?: unknown
33. When is the last time you laughed?: tonight
34. Last time you cried?: yesterday
35. Who will resend this?: someone

Monday, June 27, 2011

Our Summer is Almost Over

We've just returned from vacation. More exhausted than we were when we left. But it is good to get away from home...if only to remind you how comfortable your own bed is when you return!

With that being said, our summer is really almost over. The Bug has practice starting in a couple of weeks and that will continue until school gets back in session. So in the next couple of weeks we need to take care of eye appointments, dental appointments, back to school clothes shopping, hair cuts and an assortment of activities. I hate how time flies...

My niece has reserved the venue for their wedding and the date is going to be June 2, 2012. I am super excited for her and her fiance as they start planning their life together. I recently bought her a wedding planner so that she could keep up with all the details of the event. Way back when we were planning our wedding, I had this blue notebook that I 'created' that had every list and idea in it. I wish there had been a book like the one that I picked up for her. In other exciting news, she has asked The Bug to be a bridesmaid in the wedding.

I am considering buying a new camera. I love photography - I hate my camera. Any suggestions? My nephew bought his bride D and Nikon D60 for her wedding gift. She loves it. I love her photography. Just not sure what to do here. Not even sure where to begin. So I am looking for suggestions and reading up on what everyone else owns.

That being said, I just really wish summer would slow down!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Going to the Chapel...and They're Gonna Get Married!

This past Saturday, while walking on the beach at sunset, my soon to be nephew M asked my favorite niece K to marry him. She said yes. Now the fun begins! I am so excited for the two of them as they begin this venture together. Congrats! K & M....

Saturday, June 11, 2011

I hate when this happens....

As you may, or may not, know we are big recyclers around here. So much so that I really hate to throw something away when I know it should be recycled (cans, plastic water bottles, etc). So today I decided to go and drop off our recycling. There was a big blue tub in the back of my van. It had some 'stuff' in it from the back seat when I had to drive all of the girls to Chickfila one night. I didn't sort through it - I didn't think about it to be honest. Instead imagine my surprise when I dumped it's contents and saw a Joann's bag...and a brand new CD that I had bought The Bug. Imagine my panic, but at least I could grab a hold of them. As for anything else, I have no idea what else I might have pitched by mistake. I'll have to be a little bit more careful in my helping to 'green' the earth.

That aside, I have been decluttering our bedrooms. I made the decision to go through my closet and drawers and pulled out everything that either doesn't fit or I don't wear anymore. I have a huge bag of stuff to take from that and going through his stuff as well. I plan on going through The Bug's room with her this weekend and letting her decide what she wants to keep for high school and what she doesn't think will work and dropping those off earlier in the week. For some reason, our guest room has become a dumping ground for shoes and out of season clothes so I need to make myself go in there and start sorting through all of that as well.

One reason why my sorting through these rooms is important is that we have decided to switch things around upstairs. The Bug really wants to get away from her raspberry colored room and wants her room to be blue. That means I can see painting in my future. With that, I have decided to turn the guest room into a sort of 'teen den' for her and her friends to hang out. This means we'll be switching the purpose of the bonus room with the guest room and I'll be able to reclaim my crafting space once we are finished. Which means that my dining room can actually become a dining room once more.

So while I'm a little freaked out about my recycling adventure, I am glad to say that I don't think I lost anything else that I'll be missing anytime soon. At least I hope not. And lesson learned: GO THROUGH the stuff in the van. Or better yet, how about not leaving things in it in the first place?

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

A Summer Bucket List

Can you have a bucket list for a season? I think so. I mean, why not? Who says that the bucket list has to be a 'before I die' event. Couldn't it be before the time lapses? I have been thinking about this tonight. What if we all sat down and made a list of all the things we'd like to accomplish and pursue this summer?

If I were to sit down and start a list, I feel confident it would eventually become completely overwhelming. With me there are no simple list. The most simple thing about my list might be the paper that it's written on ... or the computer font that I choose. Because I am, what I am sure is a medical term, an over thinker. That's right. Over thinker. Look it up... you might see my picture there. Because I can't simply say "I'm going to do "THIS"." Instead it would be an in depth portrayal of exactly what should happen in intricate detail. Which might prove to be the reason why I cannot seem to accomplish the things on my 'To Do' list lately.

But I do have some things I'd like to accomplish this summer. Like clean out all of the closets. Really clean them out and get rid of those things we haven't worn in 5 years. Or secretly get rid of my husband's cowboy boots although he'll need them this fall for the theatrical production the church is going to put on in the fall. I could get rid of the stroller that's just taking up space. I'd like to clean out all of my scrapbook and craft stuff and get a few sewing projects done. I'd like to paint The Bug's room and also move the guest room down the hall and turn that room into sort of a Teen Cave if you will where she and her friends could hang out and have fun. Clean out the shed in the back yard. Clean out the garage. Actually start using the screen in porch.

Yes, I think I will create myself a summer time bucket list. Because if I don't, who will? If not now, when? I'll keep you posted on the progress.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Journal Me This

When I was a little girl, probably in the fourth grade, my parents gave me a Hello Kitty diary as part of my Christmas presents. I loved my diary and shared my inner most thoughts on those pages. My dreams and wishes and the deepest heartfelt desires that a 10 or 11 year old could have at that age.

In fact, I firmly believe that this is where I earned my love of writing. It was a no-holds barred type of journaling where I really did share exactly how I felt. Over the years I lost my diary.

So today I started thinking... I have decided that I'm going to join Weight Watchers online. I need some accountability to what it is that I am ...or am not... doing to my body. I did WW about a hundred years ago after I went back to work from my maternity leave with The Bug. In fact, if you can believe it, I was the corporate sponsor for a weekly Meeting At Work that took place at the airline! As I was thinking about this today, The Bug and I were driving back from my beloved Target and I told her that I got within less than 15 pounds of my goal weight... and quit.

So this time around I am going to journal about my adventure. I think that's an important step. I think it's important to take that picture at the beginning and at every milestone that I set myself. Back in the day, I would have Hubs take a picture of me with our polaroid camera at every 10 pound interval. I think that this will help me the most along the way.

What about you? Ever been through something where you decided to journal the steps along the way? Did it help? Do you think it is a good idea? Feedback welcomed. :)

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Born This Way Shirts ...

Why do I volunteer to do projects for my daughter and her friends that require way too much time and leave me with no time to really do what I want to do? See, yesterday they wanted to meet up at the craft store to purchase the materials to make a 'born this way' t-shirt. Because a few of them want to wear it in the chorus class talent show on Wednesday. My daughter does not want to wear hers. And she is in another class. So we are standing in Joann's when someone says something to the effect that we can just make them something to wear one time. In other words, waste our money and time creating something that they won't ever want to wear again. Which to me says "tacky". I guess that is when I spoke up and said I would work on the t-shirts for the girls. Each mom purchased their daughter's plain t-shirt and The Bug kept up with them. I bought a few supplies, called my friend Slacker Mom II to see if she had ever used the cricut to cut fabric for something like this...and decided we were heading to Hobby Lobby. Bought iron on letters there. Came home. Worried about it. What had I volunteered to do? Spent some time with my family. Came back downstairs after everyone went to bed and created a stencil to try my hand at painting what they wanted. Didn't like it. Got up and went to Michael's this morning. Bought some transfer paper. Came home and designed what I wanted on the computer. Had to borrow my mother's printer. Turned off all the phones. Printed out 8 sheets - each one has something different on the front. The backs are all the same.

All of the girls now have their shirts. Each shirt has "BORN THIS WAY" on the back and something that each of the girls identify with on the front. My daughter's says...well.... "GINGER" which kinda surprises me because I don't think of her as a red-head. She was when she was a little girl. But she has the coloring so okay. She embraces it though and LOVES it. One of her friends chose "FRECKLES". Another said "TV ADDICT"...which could really be a Youtube obsession if you asked me. The final girl said "BAD HAIR" which I LOVE because we always talk about hair together and how we wish ours would do something different.

I am hopeful that at some point in time I'll be able to snap a picture of them in their shirts. It will be slightly different than their tribute to the Beatles that they staged Friday night.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Goodbye 8th Grade

8th Grade Girls Lock-In @ Church. These are the girls who tried to stay up all night with me. The others were fast asleep when we took this picture. All but one of these girls made it!

The drama club hosted a talent show. Some of the drama club members performed to Thriller/Heads Will Roll at the beginning of the show. It was pretty cool!

A and The Bug at the 8th grade awards reception this month. They both were recognized for maintaining an A average all year long. So far that's been 8 years of straight As for The Bug.

Right after the girls found out they made the high school color guard squad. Can you tell they're both excited?

No, we didn't go to Paris! We went downtown to the museum for the day. I just happen to like this picture.

How cute is this?

We had a head hunter (see her belt loop?), Cookie Monster's twin sister, Artemis and Amphitrite.

3 AM, as we call them, after the Christmas Concert.

'80s night

Monday, April 25, 2011

A Braggy Moment

We interrupt this regularly scheduled program to share some breaking news with the world....


This means that I can (1) Student teach in the fall. (2) Graduate in December. (3) Be gainfully employed as a teacher.


We return to your normal broadcasting now....

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

A New Beginning

Today is my birthday. I don't know why, but the idea of getting older has never really bothered me. In fact, when I was younger I LOVED to point out if I was older (according to my best friend from 7th grade... I apparently did this every year!). Sure, I can see the progression of time. My hair is a little grayer around the edges. My hands don't look like those of a 20 year old...although being an obsessive hand washer does not help. Just this past year I realized that the doctors are right....the cartilage between your knees does deteriorate - I can tell this when I am scrubbing the garden tub and try to get back up! But it doesn't really bother me.

I like to think of birthdays as an opportunity to grow. I like to think about things about myself that I would like to change and decide what I need to do to set things in motion to try to make these changes a reality. This year, I think what my change will be is taking better care of myself. The past few years have been about furthering my education. Raising my child.Trying to be superwoman for a lot of different people in my world. So this year is about doing things for myself. Not anything drastic - just small things that matter to me. Taking time to enjoy the flowers in the yard (did that today) or time to read a book or watch a movie that I want to see. Taking the time to stop and get my eyebrows waxed or getting my nails done. Getting a coffee. Or, like today, going to Zaxby's and having a milkshake. The birthday cake milkshake to be exact. And you know what? It was GOOD!

So today, in honor of my birthday, do something special just for you! :)

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

10 Things That Make Me Happy

Ever seen that movie "Ten Things I Hate About You" with Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles? I love that movie. The whole take on the Taming of the Shrew by Shakespeare. Set with a modern teenage twist. I am going to Target to see if they have that movie. So that The Bug and I can watch it together and I can share with her something that I think is cute and funny ... and I also happen to like the music.

So while HATE is such a strong word... I have been thinking about things that make me happy. Here's a short list.

1. The Bug. Her laughter is infectious. Her artwork is amazing even though she will not share it with the quote, "I have copyright issues." Not sure where that came from. Her jewelry is adorable and totally a way to make some pocket money without having to babysit. Her aunt and I are still trying to convince her of this!

2. My husband's hair. When he actually lets it grow out. Because he keeps it cut so short because of cowlicks on the top of his head. But his hair is this gorgeous black color and it is so soft and lovable all on his own. It is hard to believe that it was BLOND and longer when I met him.

3. Laughter. Especially when it involves the two people mentioned previously. Or when The Bug is hanging out with her friends. Genuine laughter - not that stuff that seems to forced. When that starts, I am done.

4. The Cat. She loves me. What is there not to love about her? Last night we had some unbelievable storms. She left her safe haven under the bed to come and hang out in the living room with me. Granted, she crawled under the couch. But she apparently feels safer when she's in the same room as me and that's a good thing in my book.

5. My parents. Both of them. Equally. For their advice when I need it. And their help. And their unconditional love and encouragement of me. What would I do without them?

6. Peanut Butter. I love peanut butter. If I were a poet I am sure I would write a sonnet all about peanut butter and how much I love it. Even though, at times, it has made me sick. It is my favorite food ingredient. I wonder what a peanut butter drink would taste like though? I might not like that as much.

7. Chick-fila. Seriously, if you live in a section of the world where there is no Chick-fila, I seriously feel sorry for you. I am a serious Chick-fila girl - we have it every Tuesday night for dinner. And Not only because it is buy one, get one free. I have loved Chick-fila from the first time I tried it - probably around the age of four. It never gets old.

8. Music. All kinds. Especially 80s music though. Nothing makes me happier than music. I am always singing something...just ask my family! I am so glad that my parents have such diverse musical tastes that I was exposed to all sorts of music as a child. I try to do the same with The Bug.

9. Books. I love to read. I want a Kindle. I think the perfect life would be where I could read books all day long. And never had to do housework. And Chick-fila delivered.

10. Winnie the Pooh. Seriously. So much so that I abandoned my family at Disney World and made a bee line to right where Pooh was standing.I have pictures! Last night, we were watching reruns of Who's Line is it Anyway (another favorite!) and Colin and Ryan were doing a skit where they do infomercials to sell albums. Colin said "We'll return to your movie, Crouching Tigger, Hidden Pooh".... and I nearly lost it! Hilarious!

Monday, April 4, 2011

Just a Cleanin.....

My daughter is sick. Because adults let teenagers roam around Universal Studios during a monsoon with wet shoes and socks and clothes all day Thursday. Then threw them all on a chartered bus (wet) and then made them come home on the same bus on Friday (which I am sure was still wet). So today we went to the lovely doctor's office and got some meds. Because it is spring break...and who wants to be sick and in the bed? Ugh....

Since she is sick, I am stuck at home. Cleaning. Not fun. Oh and writing imaginary lesson plans on The Tell Tale Heart and watching a video on youtube of Vincent Price doing an awesome performance. I wonder...was it his life's goal to always play such creepy characters? Did anybody ever think he was too cute for all that scary stuff? But what would Thriller be without his voice over?

I am also spending time helping the cat stalk this bird that comes every day and taps on The Bug's bathroom window. It's like we have sonic hearing and wait for the tap-tap-tap each morning. It's a strange story actually - this bird (if bird's live that long) did the same thing last year. It looks like the same bird. Orange beak. Sort of looks like a female cardinal. She keeps us entertained for the most part. Okay, the cat more than me. I am just glad to be home this week. I only wish I could find the person who invented housework and give them a piece of my mind. Why can't someone create the self-cleaning house?

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Remember This?

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.


Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen."

Friday, March 25, 2011

A Pictorial

Today I decided to share a pictorial of what I have been doing.... studying for this....and beginning to freak out a little bit because to be qualified to teach special education you have to know so many laws about education, not to mention so many strategies, accommodations and modifications...not to mention the different types of disabilities! I will be glad when tomorrow morning is over and done with ....

But in the meantime, I have had time to work a little bit on this. I have been wanting to do this for a while now. The Bug has three special friends that she's known for what seems like forever. I always take a picture of the girls together after their chorus concerts and this got me thinking...why not create them a scrapbook of memories from their middle school years. I've finished one's nothing fancy but I love how it turned out. Now I have two more to complete...but here's a sneak peak....

Then when time permits and I don't get caught up in the pollen clouds outside I am stalking around in my yard, enjoying all of the newness that's coming into existence with the temperature change. Mind the weeds, but aren't these gorgeous????

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Not So Mellow Yellow

Ugh...the world has been attacked by the Pollen Monster...and appears to be losing! Pollen - the one thing I hate the most - has descended upon us and the world, as we know it, has a hazy yellow tint out the window. I am afraid to walk outside - my black t-shirt might turn yellow!

Yesterday's pollen count was unreal - I think I heard 2200...or maybe 1200. Who knows? But today is much worse and when I logged on to to check the weather, it shows a CODE ORANGE - very high level for today. Tomorrow. Probably the rest of this month and well into next month.

Funny thing though - how come I don't remember anything about pollen when I was younger? My mother and I talked about this today - along with questioning why anybody would willingly have their windows open with this mess swirling around in the air!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Spring Break 2011

It is strange to me how colleges now have spring break way before it's even spring! That being said, this week I am on spring break. Since I have a child in school (who isn't out for her spring break until next month!) and a husband...not to mention a highly demanding cat.... I am at home this week. Cleaning and studying for the GACE. I am working Friday - I need 2 days to remain in the substitute system with our local school system every semester - and aside from that, nothing special is going on.

I came up with my own 'cleaning lottery' last night because I've spent so much time lately studying or student teaching or just avoiding housework in general (at every cost) that I decided last night to list what needs to be done to each room. Then I decided to make it fair and write each room's name down on an index card (because I was procrastinating while watching Sister Wives) and this morning I put them in a basket and drew out today's lucky contestant....The Kitchen! That's right - the kitchen will get a luxurious overhauling today as I scrub the counters, mop the floor, clean out the pantry, finally put the curtains back up that I'd taken down to wash...when I can't remember though... and then I'll take some time in-between to study for the GACE. I'm going to work on the timer system. I also need to go to the recycling center this morning since most of my recycling happens to be stuff from the kitchen like the 4 billion empty cereal boxes I noticed in the pantry this morning!

So I am off to clean. If I don't return - send a search party to the pantry!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

What I'd Be Doing...

Ever think, 'What would I have done with my life?' if you'd chosen a different path? Such as:
What if I had gone away to college?
What if I had married my high school sweetheart? (ugh...thank God for unanswered prayers!)
What if I had chosen something completely different to do with my life?
What if I had gone out with Bobby that Friday night as planned? (I wouldn't have met Mr. Hubs)
What if I had never worked at Delta?
What if I had never left?
What if I had gone to Germany after my niece was born to help my sister out?
What if we had decided to have other kids?
What if we had decided not to live on the south side of the city and had instead moved to the north side, where my husband grew up?
What if we hadn't adopted our wondercat?
What if we had kept our dog, Darlin', and had not given her to my niece and nephew?

Life could be filled with a lot of 'what if' questions. With that in mind, I'll remind myself that we cannot worry about the past, that we need to enjoy "Today"'s why it's called THE PRESENT. And that bloggy world, is my food for thought for today.

This is the Momster...feeling a little grateful for her own life...signing off...until the next time.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Savannah - Been There 'n Done That!

We are home! We had a blast! Our feet hurt! The Bug's voice hurts! But oh what fun we had! The music was INCREDIBLE! My daughter's laugh is infectious! She has the sweetest group of musically inclined friends! I am glad that I looked the part of the tourist - and wore my New Balances all the time...because my feet don't hurt as much as the fashionista who is resting her toots on the couch as I type.

Around here, well things had less exclamation marks. The cat hid almost the entire time we were one. Hubs hurt his foot and basically sat parked on the couch. My parents informed me that if we ever move away, they are moving with us. Oh, and the cleaning fairy did not show up for duty while we were gone.

I took some funny pictures - actually a lot of walking pictures. As in the girls WALKING in front of me. We probably walked enough to have made our way back home...but it was fun and I'd do it again next year...and the next...and the next...and the next. I can honestly say that being a chaperone might have been as much fun as it was to actually be an All-Stater 26 years ago.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Spring is.... springing?

I know, I know....the English teacher wannabe inside of me keeps saying that's not correct grammar on some level, but believe me when I tell you... spring is definitely in its way! I have noticed tons of little green 'sticks' poking their heads up through the covering on the raised islands in our front yard. Now if I had planned this post carefully I would have gone outside with my camera and taken a picture of the splendor of new growth in the yard ... but no. Not me. Maybe later. Maybe not. You never know around here.

I am curious to see if my hostas will come back this year. Because remember the wind storm that we had that knocked a tree over on our house? That was my lovely shade tree that is out front as well. I took care of the debris from the breakage, but we still need to cut back the rest of the tree. That is also where I planted those zillions of hostas that I took from my parents' yard a few years ago. So we'll see what happens. I may end up having to move them to another spot in the yard.

I have the next week off from student teaching and I really hope to get some things done around here before we head to the Bug's chorus event later in the week. I need to spend some time as well studying for the GACE which I'm taking at the end of March. I want to try to spend some time with my parents as well. It's going to be a busy week but I am so grateful for the break!

Thursday, February 10, 2011


We have snow again in the south. I think I woke up twice last night to go and peek out the window to see what all was going on. Our back yard looks like a gorgeous blanket of white. Even the huge heart that is cut out in the grass is gorgeous (a story for another day...). The front yard is pretty but the trees kept a lot of the snow from reaching the ground out there. The roads and sidewalks are fine. The local schools are in session...but I am taking a DÍA DE NIEVE (translation: snow day). Because I don't have to work today - the one benefit of getting all of my student teaching accomplished at the beginning of the week.

So what does one do on her personalized snow day? I have a laundry list of chores that is probably a mile long. Clean the kitchen. Bathrooms. Bedrooms. Dust. Vacuum. Mop. Grocery Store. Bank. Clean out my car - which looks like it has a family of homeless people living in it if the back seat and rear of the van are any indication. Then maybe, just maybe, I'll curl up in my snuggie and watch a good movie. If I don't get lured in to do some homework.

On a positive note - my Dad has started the treatments for his cancer and will only have to get his shots every six months. The doctor has guaranteed us that his numbers will come back down. My Mom had a heart cath on Tuesday and is doing well. This eliminated the thought that there could be any blockages around her heart. She will see the cardiologist in a few weeks and we think they'll start trying to treat her with some different medications. He told us that he hopes to have veins and arteries like Mom's when he is her age.

One more exciting thing before I finish. I think my niece will be getting engaged soon. There's a lot of wedding buzz going on between her and her boyfriend. She is determined though to finish nursing school before getting married and I admire and applaud her for sticking with that. She'll graduate May 2012. I'll keep you posted.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Queen of Procrastination

What is it about knowing you have to do something...and you keep and keep putting it off? Today is all about cleaning the house. Partially because it really needs to be done. With a smig of the fact that The Bug has a friend coming over to hang out for a while tonight. And I really need to do some cleaning. Especially after I decided to pull EVERYTHING out of one of the downstairs closets last night and then the plans were made (and the stuff was all over the foyer!).

So today is going to be the speed round of cleaning. You know the one... You put everything AWAY (insert back into the closet) and close the doors to the rooms that you don't want anybody to see (like the guest room) and frantically vacuum and clean up the bathroom (because it's your daughter's...and she's a teenager...and you generally don't venture in there...and when you do, you hear this 'ugh, PRIVACY, please!').

On top of that, it is raining cats and dogs here. I would rather have the snow the other parts of the country are dealing with at this point. I am tired of the rain. I need to get some work done in the yard before everything here starts to bud. We have a huge pile of limbs to burn in the garden bed (remember when we lost two trees last year due to the wind?). My yard just looks messy to me right now and it is bothering me. I need to some weed pulling therapy.

Okay, time to get back to work. I wish there was a cleaning fairy that conveniently visits houses... on rainy that I could scrapbook or read a good book...or take a nap!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Middle School

Okay, if you had asked me a month ago if I thought I'd enjoy my student teaching in a middle school... I would have told you "NO" hands down. But guess what? Sometimes when we are given lemons, it's really because we're gonna be thirsty and need some lemonade. Because I am really enjoying my time with the students at the middle school. They are hilarious! They make me laugh! Their smiles can light up the room and their voices remind me why I am there - to make a difference and to share whatever knowledge I have with them to make their worlds a better place and their homework a little bit easier to complete.

Yesterday I taught my first lesson in our resource math class. I designed a PowerPoint game and we did a review for their math test that they're all taking today. It was fun. They were engaged. The time passed quickly and they retained what we did in class so that when they got to their regular math class, they knew exactly what we were doing and how to do it without my assistance. I felt like a proud Momma.

My advisor is coming later in the month to do an onsite observation. I have no idea what I'll teach or even where we will be in our math lesson plans. I'm not nervous about it though. I had to videotape yesterday's lesson and watch it last night to provide my critique of how things went. The lesson was incredible. My only complaint? I need to get back to my exercise routine. I am considering joining Weight Watchers Online. I hope to lose some weight before I graduate in December. That seems amazing sometimes - I'll be finished THIS December! Incredible!

Friday, January 28, 2011

Life is Hard

I wish today's post was something funny or even trivial but it's not. My heart is just not in it.

Several years ago my Dad was diagnosed with a certain type of cancer. He had surgery where they did an implant and we thought, "Okay..that's that. What's the chance it'll return?" He regularly sees a slew of doctors...for his heart and this and several other things. And if you read here often, you know that I love few people more than I love my Momma and Daddy. They would do anything for me and I feel the same way about them. If I could give my left arm to save one of them, I would instead offer my entire torso. I would be nothing without the two of them and the unconditional love they have always surrounded me with growing up.

Daddy had a hard life growing up. Not poverty hard, although sometimes I have wondered because he grew up on a farm. A working farm. He would get up before sunrise to work and then go to school and come home and work until the sun went down. I always knew that he had never exaggerated about working so hard. It has taken a toll on his body. When I was in elementary school he had an accident where he fell and couldn't walk for what felt like months. Shortly after I got married, he suffered a massive heart attack and wasn't expected to survive. He's had two by-pass surgeries, he has a trifibulator, he's suffered a stroke, has an artificial valve in his heart... the list could possibly go on and on. When he was in his fifties, his doctor told him he had the body of a man more in his seventies (if I am remembering correctly). When you read things that make life on a ranch or farm seem romantic, the reality is that it's hard work and eventually takes its toll. Daddy turns 74 in a couple of months.

Right now - I am mad. Or maybe angry. I just don't understand why life has to be so hard as you get older. Why are there so many things that bring us sadness? I know my Daddy - this has got to be consuming his every thought right now. Momma said he doesn't want to talk. This on top of the heart problems that she's having right now - I just wonder sometimes how much are we really supposed to endure? I know that God never gives us more than we can handle... but right now, all of this is simply too much.

So now maybe I don't feel so mad. I am off to have a good cry and some prayer time and some chicken exactly that order.

Monday, January 24, 2011

No sense in complaining

Today I had an epiphany of sorts. It hit me like a load of bricks as I drove back from the court house: There is no sense in complaining. Because who cares? I mean really, is complaining really going to make a situation different? The reason why I thought this was because as I drove home I started thinking about my day and school and started to call my friend when it hit me, would complaining about a situation make anything different?

If I complain about traffic, does it magically get better?
If I complain about taxes, do they lower themselves?
If I complain about how my shoes hurt my feet, does that magically make my shoes become softer?
If people complain about being ignored, does that make anything better?
If people complain about being unloved, does it make you love them more?
If people complain about being hungry, are they instantly full?
If you complain about your weight, does it magically change?

I'm sure you get my drift. And since I'm sure you're now wondering 'why was she at the court house?' I had to go and drop off a certified letter stating that I'm a full-time student taking 14 hours this semester so that I could be excused from jury duty. The funny thing - the form, that i had to sign and they notarized, had 2007 as the date on the back. 2007! That was like, I dunno, 4 years ago! Okay, so I do know because I counted it up (using my's been a long day!). There are those tax dollars at work. But that's complaining, right?

Tomorrow we take our truck in for repairs. This means that tonight the truck has to be cleaned out from top to bottom. We've got to call to make sure everything's handled with the rental car that this person's insurance company is providing. Hopefully everything has been taken care of on their end and all we have to do is drop the truck off, get the rental and wait to pick the truck up again. I will be glad when that's all over and done. Not that I'm complaining... :)

Saturday, January 22, 2011

She Made All-State...

Got the 'official news' yesterday afternoon when I picked up The Bug that she made All-State Choir. She was excited. I am excited. I did this my seventh and eighth grade school years and had a great time. Way back when there were places called Junior High and dinosaurs roamed the Earth. Or so she likes to tell me...the latter part, that is! So this makes it official - we are not going to the Ski Week with our church and are instead going to play hooky from school (thanks to three snow/ice days right in the middle of the week) and instead are going to find something fun to do until we leave at the end of the week for the event. I feel better knowing we've made the decision and I don't feel at all guilty about letting go of the money that was spent to reserve her spot on the ski trip. I figure it went to the church and that's good enough for me. Next year we'll just know better what we are doing when the time comes up to sign up for any of these events.

She'll be singing in the treble (all girl) choir. They have the hardest music - everything is in another language except for one song. She's already been learning the melody but now she has to focus on the words and their pronunciations. Songs like Yo Le Canto Todo El Dia, Durme Durme, J'entends le moulin,Laudamus Te, Mangwani Mpulele, and the easiest to pronounce, Manx Lullaby. Can you guess which one is in English? However, it is old English.

So congrats to The Bug! I am so proud of you and your accomplishments!!!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

What Inspires You To Do Better?

I am taking a class that deals with languages and communication sciences. So far this evening I have watched two videos - one about an African parrot named Alex who is learning to talk. The other is Jane Goodall talking about what she does best - lecturing about chimpanzees. Listening to her talk it makes me wonder...what encouraged her to leave the civilization that we are so accustomed to and to travel into the jungle? What would I do if my daughter were determined to do something like this with her life? What if I had ever felt that way?

Right now she's talking about what we have done to hurt our planet. It really makes you think about the damage we have caused our planet, and ourselves, by our decisions to live the way that we do in our comfy homes and our lifestyles with all of our comforts. Don't get me wrong - I'm not willing to sell my house or my car and make a drastic change to my life. I recycle, almost religiously, because I figure doing this is a small step that can make a difference.

If you're curious - check out this one link with Jane Goodall. It's about 28 minutes long but very interesting.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I Think I'm Being Punished....

Reported to duty today. At the other local middle school which is a whole other world of teenagers than the one The Bug presently attends. It's funny how, even in the same town, kids can be SO DIFFERENT. Especially in the way they dress. I don't think I've ever seen more colored jeans (pink, yellow, green) on kids than I did today. But I digress...

I think the placement's going to be fine. But this teacher...she teaches Math. MATH I say. A lot of math. Not reading. Or Language Arts. Science - no. And forget about Social Studies. Nix Reading. No Reading...ah that just makes me sad! Because I love reading. Reading is one of my most favorite subjects. Math...not so much. So how did I end up with my first degree in Accounting? Who knows. I think I thought that was the smart route to take at the time. Before Enron.

So I think I've worked out my schedule. Three days a week. Five hours a day. For something like 36 days. I have no idea what I will teach for my observation my videos. There is no telling how I'll be able to complete my reading class assignments - you know - since I don't have ANYTHING to do with teaching reading.

Maybe this is because of my displeasure with not having enough exposure to a math strategies class? Maybe I'm being punished in a round about way....

As a side note - our kiddos will be making up 3 of the 5 snow days - all during our winter break. Which is also the time of Ski Bible at church. And All-state Chorus. It keeps getting more complicated.

The Momster

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

What Happened to Tradition?

Do you ever stop and wonder why people stop following traditions? Whether they are holiday traditions or just simple family things that you do year after year... why do people stop?

Case in point: I used to have our Christmas cards ready and we would stop and mail them Thanksgiving night after we would leave my parents house. For weeks I would wait for the post office to get in that year's selection of Christmas stamps and then I'd happily settle down and find the perfect cards and write in them (or some years include a letter updating everyone on what was going on in our family). I think I stopped doing cards two or three years ago. Which is really sad. Because when I was younger, I would love to come in and go through the cards that my parents received from friends and family.

My mother still sends Christmas cards. In fact, they ran out of cards this year and I offered to go through my storage tub of cards (because I used to buy them in bulk!) and took her some so that she could keep up with returning cards to all of their friends who had sent them one after the initial mailing went out. As I was looking for the appropriate cards for them to send, I realized that my stash of cards was really old. I had some cards from when I left Delta - I distinctly remembered buying these blue cards with "All the Best" on the outside and "Always" on the inside that year. (I was very depressed about my decision to this has always stuck in my mind). I had cards that had Santa sitting at a computer, looking at a print out of the naughty and nice list. Let's face it - Santa's got to stay up with the latest technologies... I figured he'd probably have a smart phone or at the least an Ipod that would do that for me. There were funny cards. Cards for pictures. I'm telling you - I could open my own stationery store for the holiday season.

When I took in a huge amount of outgrown jeans and t-shirts that had been The Bug's, I decided to load the box full of cards into the back of the van as well. I hope that somewhere, someone will benefit from the cards. At the same time... it made me really sad. When we were first married, we'd decorate the archway from our family room to the kitchen with garland and the cards that we received that year. That was our tradition until we moved here and then we'd display our cards on the mantel with the stockings and garland.

I guess what I am wondering is when do we decide things are too much trouble and decide to give up the traditions that meant so much to us at one time?

Sunday, January 16, 2011


Wake up and head out to church.
Had a great time with the girls in my class talking about loyalty and disloyalty and how it all plays in with being a Christian.
The Bug went home with a friend and their family.
Came home and Hubs and I went to the store and to Ruby Tuesdays for a less than eventful lunch. But time together is valuable to us both and we had a great time.
Picked The Bug up and came home to watch the beginning of "Space Cowboys".
Eyebrows done - even though it took forever at the salon.
The cat is napping at my feet.
My professor went off the deep end with this email about last semester - that still has me puzzled and wondering what on earth is going on. I think someone threw us all 'under the bus".
This may prove to be a more difficult semester than I had originally thought. See above for explanation.
The Farmer's Almanac is showing this is to be a colder winter with more snow and ice. They are usually right - afterall, they pegged the snow we had last week.
Tomorrow is a holiday - then life gets busy all over again.
Praying for God's guidance.
Heard tonight on tv and wrote this in my notebook, "Let it go and God will fight your battles."

Letting go now...
The Momster

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Where Did The Week Go?

Usually that's how I feel about the weekends around here. Wisk! Bam! Boom!'s like an action sequence from the old Batman shows... and they are gone! But this week we (unbelievably) had another week off of school due to the snow/ice that we received Sunday and Monday. Let me tell you - it has been YEARS since school was closed for a week here due to the weather. Every afternoon we'd sit and play the anticipation game.... will there be school or won't there be school? Now the anticipation involves when and/or if the students will be required to make up this time. I can remember losing spring breaks and even attending school on Saturday to make up for bad weather days when I was a young girl. Only time will tell.

My classes have resumed. The online ones at least. I have my placement for the next semester and will be working at a local middle school, although not the one that The Bug attends. I am waiting to hear from my assigned teacher to find out when she would like for me to report and to get an idea of what I'm in store for this semester. Then... finally....student teaching in the fall! My other classes shouldn't be too difficult this semester but just time consuming. If I can ever remember HOW to do school then I might actually be able to start getting my assignments out of the way. That's what I'm supposed to be doing right now...but instead... the computer called my name! Well that and the Buffalo Style Chicken Pizza that's just finishing up in the oven. Sometimes it's good to be home alone. :)

Monday, January 10, 2011

What I did on my snow day staycation...

Count this as day one of at least a two day snow day staycation. What did we do? Well let's see...

Absolutely nothing. We didn't get snow - instead we've gotten a lot of ice. It looks pretty - until you decide to head outside and try to walk across the driveway. In fact, a funny story. Tonight I went to take something outside ...and managed to slide across the driveway. Thank goodness there was a vehicle there to stop me!

School has already been cancelled for tomorrow. I can envision another day of video games and movies. These snow days can keep it up if it means that I don't have to report to my new placement for the semester until next week. This snow would be ideal if my books had already arrived though so that I could work ahead on all of my work.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Will it Snow?

We are expecting snow. That has been the forecast for the past few days - a big storm is moving in that should be here sometime tonight. They are forecasting snow and icy conditions until tomorrow afternoon. Cold temperatures (at least for those of us here in the south). We are expecting rain to start around 5, with it becoming icy and then snowing around 10 tonight. This should continue until Tuesday and I am sure you can imagine that all of the kids (and teachers) are hoping for snow. There's no telling the number of people who will be sleeping with their pajamas inside out tonight with the hopes that school will be canceled.

I tell you all that to share with you this. After church, Hubs and I went to Walmart to pick up some tortillas so that we could experiment with the quesadilla maker that The Bug got in the white elephant gift exchange at my parents' house on Christmas. We stopped to pick up some apples, marveled at all of the people in the place and the proceeded to the bread aisle. There was no bread to be found - anywhere. Because there were no 10" tortillas we walked over to the frozen foods section where they have the cheeses, etc...and discovered that there were NO EGGS. I don't even think there was any egg substitute on the shelf. We laughed a little to ourselves because we had already gotten our bread and milk on Friday... just in case.

As for me, I am hopeful for a snow day only because The Bug will have another day to recover from being sick. The downside is - we don't know what Hubs will do - right now he is working on the other side of town and they are expecting the worst of the weather all together.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Getting Things Done...

One good thing that is accomplished when your child is sick: You clean. I've managed to clean out the kitchen (again). I am finally caught up on the laundry around the house as well. Today I am cleaning out the dining room and preparing to shampoo the carpet in there before she and I settle in to watch a movie.

Obviously she missed her audition this morning. I called the school yesterday and spoke to the choral director - she told me that we could request a make-up audition. All we needed to do is let her know before 9 this morning and to provide a doctor's excuse. I called her back last night and we eventually talked it through and decided a postponement was in order. So today she has spent most of the day in the bed, listening to music and snuggling under her warm blankets.

My word for the year is prepare and I've definitely been doing that. The house is coming together. I managed to sneak out this morning to Macy's to do some holiday returns that I had been avoiding and paid off my account as well. I am not only preparing myself at home, but financially as well. I found out last night that I have been assigned my placement next week at a local middle school. I need to contact the teacher and see when it would be a good time to meet and formalize my schedule. At least this will work out with my current routine with The Bug. Classes officially begin Monday. I'm taking the GACE in March. Things are about to get busy.

Thursday, January 6, 2011


The cooties have arrived. In the 5'6" variety of a 13 year old girl. Who is at home today with her Momma after having visited the doctor's office this morning for some meds and some Chickfila and cuddle time while watching movies in her room under her comfy quilts. She has been instructed to rest at home for the next two days, so that means no school until Monday. Hopefully this will let her mend enough for her audition Saturday morning.

Funny thing when one has the cooties is trying to prevent everyone else (meaning the Momster) from catching the cooties as well. We came in and she took her medicine. I took my vitamins. And a claritin for good measure. The other funny thing is that I find myself CLEANING more when the cooties are involved. Laundry is getting done. The kitchen counters are all nice and clean. Things smell a little like pine....

Now where did I put my latest, circle, dot, dot,'s okay I got my cooties shot :)

Wednesday, January 5, 2011


You know how you try to plan for things and get all your ducks in a row so that everything is taken care of early on and you don't have to worry about things? I love it when a plan comes together... but this is one case where the plan is not coming together well at all.

Back in October The Bug auditioned for All-State Choir. She was sick at the time, we did not have the scoring results and she didn't feel as though she had done a good job considering she was under a doctor's care and her voice just wasn't 100%. Well, fast forward a few weeks. Our church had its annual sign-up for a youth retreat that takes place the same week in February. The money was due at the time of sign up. And rather than waiting it out to find out about All-State, we went ahead and signed her up and paid the fees. Well... guess who got the highest score in the first audition? Even though she was sick ... and her Mom got her to the audition a measly 5 minutes before time to perform? (I thought I'd mention that now...but this nice director guy let her wait for the next group that went to do their thing.) My daughter.

So the dilemma is this. If she makes the second audition, which is this weekend, and by the way..she isn't feeling good AGAIN... we have to decide what to do because both events are the same week. That's right. The Youth trip is Tuesday through Friday. All-State is Thursday through Saturday. In two different states. About 360ish miles apart. There is a no refund option with the youth group at church so she either goes a few days or doesn't go at all. She really wants to go to All-State. I think both will allow her individual growth in both areas of her life that she and her Lord. But I am thinking... do I really want to drive 4+ hours to pick her up and turn around and drive to the other location? Is that practical? Won't I be completely worn out as well?

Why is it we often times find ourselves in dilemmas when we are trying to do something good rather than something bad?

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Feeling Blah....

You know, that feeling you have the first day when everybody goes back to school and work following the festivities of celebrating Christmas and New Year's? I am officially calling them 'the blahs' this year. Really, it might be better if I didn't like The Bug and Hubs as much as I do... at least the cat has been here to keep me company.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life though right? Time to get up and get something done. Instead I need to run to Lowe's (because I broke something in The Bug's bathroom about 30 minutes ago...and I want to have it fixed before everyone starts returning home) and to grocery store (to pick up those juicy fruits and yummy veggies that are going to help me succeed at obtaining my goals this year regarding health and wellness)!

Then it's going to be back home to clean up the kitchen and tidy up the rest of the house before the family gets home. So that I can hear all about their day since today I have the blahs and miss them. Maybe tomorrow morning I'll make myself go to the lake to walk before coming back home. Because I know in a week's time (when I am back in school myself) I will miss this quiet time where I sit and 'sigh'.....

Monday, January 3, 2011


Yes, that's it - my word to encompass all that I hope 2011 will be for me and my family. I plan on being prepared. I am preparing for great things. Prepare.

I am preparing to be healthier this year. No more accepting what the scales (and my clothes) have been telling me. When did it become acceptable to go out and buy bigger things? Instead, I am preparing to become more active and part of that includes pushing myself away from the table and getting up and getting active. One step at a time.

I am preparing for my new career. I am preparing to return for another fun-filled semester of collegiate learning.

I am preparing to be a better wife, mother, friend, daughter.

I am preparing my family budget for this year so that we can do more, enjoy doing things together and getting into better shape financially.

I want to get things in order here at home so that I am prepared when those last minute things come along that usually make me crazy don't seem to have the same effect on my life as they have had in the past.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Can You Choose a Simple Word?

I have been giving some thought to the idea about choosing one word to embody what I want for this next year. One word? I'm a little OCD so just choosing one word...well it throws me into the place where I find myself constantly searching out new words. Like the ones that follow:

Faithful - Faithful to my family, my friends, my faith, my goals and commitments.

Prepared - Prepared for where this life is taking me. Student teaching in the fall. Graduating in December. Preparing for a new life and a new career - although I feel like my entire life has been one step after another to lead me to this goal.

Organized - Things in order; everything in its place. In a lot of ways, this comes into play with the idea of being prepared. Being organized enough so that changes at the last minute won't throw me for a loophole and that I can cope and accommodate.

Confident - Assured about where life is taking me. Comfortable in my own skin and taking ownership of the goals and objectives that I am setting for myself for the new year.

Dream - Allow myself to look into my soul and see what I really want out of life. To enjoy life. My family and friends. I had a quote put in The Bug's fifth grade year book about dreaming from Walt Disney. About always taking the time to dream.

Believe - In myself. My family. My friends. Faith. My mother always tells me that there was nothing that I have ever wanted that I have not been able to accomplish. Because I believe in myself.

Grow - Growth in mind, body and spirit. Well a reverse growth in my body. But changes. Good changes and good growth.

Persistence - Pushing myself to reach my goals, whatever they may be.

Individuality - Choosing to be ME all of the time rather than conforming to being the person that I think people want me to be. And enjoying living in my own skin.

So today while I clean the house and spend time with my family, I am going to reflect on these words and others that come to mind. Setting goals for the year. Keeping them realistic so that they are obtainable. Why do I like the idea of New Year's Resolutions? Because it makes me look at myself, on every level, and think of ways that I would like to change.

Happy New Year blogosphere and here's to a brand new me (and us)....