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I used to have this wonderful long description here of exactly what this journal would be... but I cannot say that it was entirely accurate. The journal has taken a mind of its own, so I guess the only description I can really give it is: A Collection Of My Thoughts As I have discovered many times in my writing, as well as in my life - things don't always go the way you plan them to. I am still happy with this journal, however. It gives me a place to lay down how I am feeling, or even just to document what I've been doing. Not bad, huh? Feel free to putter through the entries, and come back to visit often! You never know what you might find here. Newest entries are at the top of the list. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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| ... THAT is the question! So, we've been thinking I'm pregnant because I have the symptoms I had last time. I'm always exhausted, I'm nautious (sp?), I'm cranky, and I need naps a lot... I took a pregnancy test last night, and it was negative. This was actually a great relief, because we still aren't out of debt from the LAST time I had children. Yes, children. If you've read my journal often enough, you probably know that I am the mother of twins. However, this morning, when I woke up and still felt like a had to hurl, that negative result isn't looking quite as positive as it did before. Or... should I say that it looks as if it should have been positive but wasn't? Eh, who knows how to say it, thing is, I'm feeling yucky this morning... Yeah, really hoping it is that burger that I ate yesterday coming back to haunt my tummy, because if I'm pregnant, this is going to be one interesting year... interesting, back breaking, and financially crippling. (Not that it isn't already financially crippling when my twins get sick at the exact same time and STAY sick for a month.) |
| Okay, so I really had a Sara Moment this morning. Why do I call it a "Sara Moment" rather than a "Blonde Moment"? Well, for the simple fact that I am not blonde, and I am usually worse than any of those jokes that are passed around. So, two weeks ago my kids earned a 'soda day'. They worked really hard, did a really great job, and so on. Well, I keep forgetting and keep forgetting, so yesterday I just buckled down and went to buy the sodas. So far, so good, right? Well, I even remembered to bring the sodas out of the house today! Had a kid with me, set the sodas on the ground to put the kid in the car, then ran back into the house to get a blanket for both babies. I came back out, handed a blanket to each child, then got in the car. What's the problem with this picture? Can you guess? Absolutely! I left the sodas sitting there on my sidewalk. So now my students STILL don't have sodas... and they are sitting on the sidewalk to my house where they will most likely disappear. Yeah, now I know I need that day off tomorrow!!! |
| Okay, so it's been over a month since I've been able to post in here. To be perfectly honest, it is not because I have not really had time (though, if I have, it's been very little), it's not because I had nothing to talk about, and it's not because I haven't been on writing.com (though my time here has admittedly been limited.) If I continue being perfectly honest, I can say that I have no idea why I have not updated my journal. I know I should. I need an outlet, and maybe that's what I've been missing lately. I'll catch you up on what I can, though. Work has been... rough. Long hours, high stress... I really do love the kids, but sometimes I wish I was a camp counselor rather than a teacher. That way, when they want to have fun, we can have fun. As a math teacher, well... sometimes things are going to be a little boring. There's not really any way to avoid that. Sure, a lot of things can be made fun - but the basic skills are usually pretty darned boring, no matter how much I jump around in the front of the room like an idiot or use my stupid accents to make them chuckle. Home life has been as home life is. It should be relaxing, I suppose, but with twins... little is actually relaxing. My husband and I are getting along better, which is what I really needed. Getting along with the person you live with is a must when trying to relax. In December our roommate is coming back. so that ought to be fun. I'll have someone to watch Golden Girls and Designing Women with me. --- I think yesterday and this morning I found out how much someone you meet over the internet can mean to you. Of course, internet friendships are not like the average friendship. In most internet friendships you can't call someone and say, "Hey, do you wanna go to lunch tomorrow? Really? Great! I'll see you then." It's not someone you can physically hug, see the facial expressions when you speak to them, or hear the inflections in their voice. Emails are especially hard to communicate through, at times, because miscommunication is so easy when they can't see that you have an idiotic expression on your features and don't understand. Either way, though, they can be just as meaningful. Living in a small community, as I do, makes it sometimes difficult to make friends. No, I don't mean people you eat lunch with at work - I mean friends. Someone whose house you can go to and sit there and veg and do nothing for hours, and no one cares. What makes it even harder for me to find friends is the fact that I have children. Most people my age in this area... uh.... don't. Kids are taboo. Then again, I figure that, if they aren't willing to take the baggage of the kids, then they probably aren't willing to be my true friends anyway. I have a few... I think... 4... that I can count as real friends in this area. But, I don't think that's where I was going with this thing. Anyway, people on the net can mean a lot to you. I didn't used to think so, but I guess I was wrong. People can be drawn to one another over text as well as in person. People can be meant to be friends... and I am so glad the internet has given me the opportunity to expand my horizons so much that I can talk to people in China, Israel, Poland, South Carolina, Georgia, and all over the United States. Those of you that are my close internet friends (and I'm sure you know who you are, if you are reading this), you really do mean a lot to me. When I have nowhere else to turn, and no one that I feel that I can talk to (because in small towns, everyone is always involved), I know you guys will be there for me to rant to... and you don't even have to hear me yell.  Well, this is a long entry, it rambles in all sorts of different kinds of ways, and I doubt it makes any real sense... but it's here. Oh yeah... someone bring my muse back? He's been missing for months and I'm... I really want to write again... |
| So, Saturday morning I didn't think my husband was going to be up, so I set Love Actually to tape, since I really wanted to see it. My husband woke up early and groaned that I was going to watch a chick flick, then disappeared into the kitchen to make us some breakfast, after which he fully intended to go into the other room and play ToonTown on the one computer in the house that can actually handle the program. So breakfast doesn't take too long to make, and he brings me mine, glancing at the T.V. as he did so. (The movie was just starting.) He sunk down onto the edge of the couch and proceeded to eat his breakfast sitting there and watching the movie with me, rather than going into the other room. About an hour into the movie, I look at him and say, "So, I thought you were going into the other room..." He simply responded, "Yeah, going in a minute," and continued watching the movie. He even got up to go to the restroom once, then asked me to rewind so he could catch what he missed. Yeah, and we were laughing all the way through it. LOVED it... absolutely loved it. It's the perfect mixture of humor and tragedy - wonderfully enough more relationships worked out than didn't. Only two didn't work out, and they were both very sad. The ones that did were heart warming, though. I think this is the first ever 'chick flick' my husband has actually enjoyed. The most amazing thing about this situation is that my husband never even opened his laptop. He actually sat and watched the entire movie from start to end. That's... almost impossible to accomplish. Oh yeah, and we had fun, too! |
| The first few days of school can be summed up in one word, I think. Exhausting I haven't minded my classes. I haven't minded my students. I haven't even minded the work... I've just been so tired every day when I get home that I can barely see straight. My twins, of course, are really excited to see me, so they want to play, have fun, babble, sit in my lap... man is it hard to be a parent right now! Of course, all of this is entirely my fault. I was lazy all summer. Really lazy. Like... unbelievably lazy. I can't actually believe that I was as lazy as I was. I even got this really nifty striptease workout video! It's fun, it's energetic... and how many times did I actually do it? Once! That's right... once. (Then again, there are other issues involved in that one, too.) My son has already figured out my schedule, so he starts getting fussy about the time I'm supposd to be at the babysitter's house. If I'm late picking him up (or even if I'm on time), he runs into my arms screaming like he's been abused all day or something. Luckily, I know it's not the case, since he's always happy until the SECOND he sees me walk through the door. Silly boy. |
| So... three weeks ago we got this babysitter all set up. $600 a month, her providing the food. It was great! We all agreed, we went about our way, knowing that she would start the second week of August after she gets back from vacation. She promised she'd call. Day before she's supposed to begin, we get no call. No biggie! We have a friend that needs some extra cash, we call her in to do the work for the week. We figure maybe vacation ran long for the other... so we call on Thursday. Yep, it ran long. They'd be back Sunday. Just fine. So, Sunday night, 10:00. I've called since 9:00, hoping they were home. No answer. Can't leave a message, answering machine is broken. I call my last babysitter, desperate by this point. She'll watch the kids for a day, no biggie, we'll try to get ahold of the other babysitter on Monday. So, today's Monday! She calls at 6:50 this morning, apologizing that she didn't call before. I said fine, we have someone for the day, but we can get together this evening to pan out any last minute details. Great, everything seems just fine! I call this evening and I get, "So how much are you paying me a week again? No, I don't want the month, I want the week. And the food is on top of that, right? No no no... I have to take $75 per week per child, plus another $25 per week per child for food. You can't afford that? Then I guess you have to find someone else." All of this AFTER we've agreed on a price, AFTER she's already more than a week late on starting WITHOUT calling us. I'm livid! Not only that, she left me with having to find a babysitter by TOMORROW! I have connections, I suppose. We found one. I'm lucky. I can't believe the gaul of some people! We have everything worked out, and it suddenly isn't good enough. She wanted more - $200 more a month, to be exact. I would be spending $800 on child care if we did that. That's half of my paycheck! I just... grrr... I'm so livid that she'd pull this the night before she's supposed to begin. I guess she thought that we'd have no choice but to use her because she tried to pull this crap last minute. ::simply... growls:: |
| Have you ever seen that commercial where the wife and husband are sweating profusely and the wife says, "Have you called Sears yet?" He says, "No, I'll do it tomorrow." Then she says, "You'll do it now." Yadda yadda yadda... Well, that is how I am feeling in my classroom right now! Hot, sweaty, and yucky. The windows don't open, so I can't let air in that way... the fan isn't working... no air conditioning. In Texas. Bad. So... I thought I'd take a moment to pause in my work and gripe about it here... I suppose I should get back to work. Toodles! |
| Isn't that the truth! As much as we say, "Oh, I don't care about money," or, "Money doesn't matter," the fact of the matter is that it does. We can't survive without money, no matter how much we wish to. Now, when I didn't have children, we could survive with less. So... my husband and I ended up eating ramen noodles and hot dogs for a few months, so what. At least we were happy, right? Well, this mentality changed the second we had children. It's not just ourselves that we have to feed anymore, it's them. And they can't live on ramen noodles and hot dogs for months at a time. They need proper nutrition - fruits, vegetables, milk, meat, cheese, etc. The whole deal! So, my husband and I now find ourselves in financial staits. Okay, so this time it is only for a month, but the real question is going to be - how long is it going to take us to RECOVER from that month? No matter which way we look at it - we have to have gas to get back and forth from work, and we have to have food for our children. I'm lucky, at the school where I work, I will get free breakfast and lunch every day. For myself, all I have to worry about is dinner. My children are fed by the babysitter all day long - we are paying her extra for groceries for that. They are taken care of. My husband... well... that's going to be a bit more difficult. The school where he now works doesn't even have a cafeteria, but we'll figure something out. A month living on a single paycheck when we've lived three years on two - this will certainly be a challenge. Pray for us, please? |
So, The Milkman  had this nifty little yes, no, or maybe quiz in his journal, so I challenged him to answer the questions again, but about me. Here are the results of that guessing game. I'll respond to each in italics.1.smoked a cigarette - Yes (Never, actually) 2.smoked a cigar - no (Correct!) 3.made out with a member of the opposite sex - yes (Correct!) 4.crashed a friend's car - no (Correct!) 5.stolen a car - no Correct! 6.been in love - with The Milkman since becoming a member. (Hehe... you silly man! Actually, I have been in love - not necessarily with The Milkman, but I have been in love. Am currently.) 7.been dumped - yes (Correct! Exactly once, to be honest.) 8.shoplifted - yes but it was a small item and it was done accidentally (Correct!) 9. been fired - no (Correct!) 10.been in a fist fight - No (This is a yes. I was in second grade.) 11.snuck out of your house - probably not (Correct!) 12.had feelings for someone who didnt have them back - yes (Correct!) 13.been arrested - No, but in Texas everything is legal as long as you don't get caught. (So not true! Well, it's true that I've never been arrested... but Texas cops'll catch you.) 14.made out with a stranger- no (Actually, I'd consider a first date a date with a stranger, essentially, so this is a yes. My very first french kiss, to be exact.) 15.gone on a blind date - yes (Nope, never been.) 16.lied to a friend - yes (Correct!) 17.had a crush on a teacher - yes, and probably idolized him until you had to be like him. (I had a crush on a male teacher my sophomore year in high school, but it was a female teacher who inspired me to join the profession.) 18.skipped school - No.see answer 17 as to why. (I skipped school in college. Not often, of course, but I did it.) 19.slept with a co-worker - no (Correct!) 20.seen someone die - no (Correct!) 21.been on a plane - yes (Correct!) 22.thrown up in a bar - No (Correct!) 23.taken painkillers - yes, everyone does eventually (Correct!) 24.love someone or miss someone right now - yes, see answer 6 (Correct about loving someone, I'm married. )25.laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by - yes (Correct!) 26.made a snow angel - no. well known fact that it doesn't snow in Texas (I didn't -always- live in Texas. I lived in Germany for almost six years... plenty of snow angels there. And it does snow in Texas, just not often.) 27.played dress up - yes, all girls do (Correct!) 28.cheated while playing a game - yes (Correct!) 29.been lonely? - Yes (Correct!) 30.fallen asleep at work/school - yes (Correct! But only once!) 31.used a fake id -- no (Correct!) 32.felt an earthquake -no, because there are no major plates in Texas (I did feel an earthquake when I lived in Germany. Yep yep!) 33.touched a snake - yes (Correct!) 34.ran a red light - yes (Correct, but it was an accident, I promise!) 35.been suspended from school- no (Correct!) 36.had detention - yes, to get closer to teacher in question 17 (Actually, when going to school I never got detention even once! Now that I'm a teacher though, I have to come every time it's assigned by me, so it punishes me, too. ::grumps:: ) 37.been in a car accident - yes (Correct!) 38.hated the way you look- yes (Correct!) 39.witnessed a crime- yes (Correct!) 40.pole danced - yes, but in your backyard for 100 close friends and family.lol (Hehe... nope, never. Not yet.) 41.been lost - yes (Correct! All too often, actually.) 42.been to the opposite side of the country- no (Yes I have! I went to California this summer, in fact.) 43.felt like dying - no (Actually, there was a time when I was suicidal.) 44.cried yourself to sleep - yes (Correct!) 45.played cops and robbers - yes (Correct!) 46.karaoke - yes and had a cute following.lol (Correct!) 47.done something you told yourself you wouldn't - yes (Correct!) 48.laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose - yes (Hehe... nope. No milk out of my nose, or anything else, for that matter.) 49.caught a snowflake on your tongue - no (I have done this. Love it, in fact... chase them. It's fun.) 50.kissed in the rain - yes (Correct!) 51.sing in the shower - yes (Correct!) 52.made love in a park - yes (I'd love to do this, but sadly I never have... always in the house.) 53.had a dream that you married someone - yes (Correct!) 54.glued your hand to something - no (Correct!) 55.got your tongue stuck to a flag pole- no (Correct!) 56.worn the opposite sex's clothes - yes (Correct!) 58.sat on a roof top - yes (Correct!) 59.didn't take a shower for a week - no (I'm afraid I have gone for a shower without a week. It's called... camping in the middle of nowhere, but we all smelled bad, so we didn't care.) 60.ever too scared to watch scary movies alone- no (I'm too scared to watch movies alone. Way too scared... I won't even watch them with people oftentimes unless I have someone to snuggle up to and hide my face in. 61.played chicken - yes (Nope nope, never) 62.been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on - yes (Correct!) 63.been told you look hot by a complete stranger - yes (Correct!) 64.broken a bone - yes (Correct, though it was just this month! I broke my toe...) 65.been easily amused - yes (Correct!) 66.laugh so hard you cry - yes (Correct!) 67.mooned/flashed someone -yes (Correct!) 68.cheated on a test - yes (Correct! Once... I felt horrible. Confessed and retook the test. I'm such a nerd!) 69.forgotten someone's name - yes (Correct!) 70.slept naked - yes (Correct!) 71.gone skinny dipping in a pool - yes (Nope, never done this one. If I had my own pool, I probably would, though.) 72.been kicked out of your house - no (Correct!) 73.blacked out from drinking - no (Correct!) 74.played a prank on someone - yes (Correct!) 75. played poker- yes (Correct!) 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| One wonders if I have a life beyond my children anymore, truthfully. I imagine it'll be that way for the next 30 years or so. Anyway, this is how I spent my day yesterday, I hope you enjoy: www.sarajean.textamerica.com Nifty little website up there, textamerica.com. It is like the blogs we do here, but with pictures instead. If you have a cameraphone, you can send pictures in that way, and if not, you can upload them from your digital camera, which is the way I have to do it. You can upload up to ten images at once, so it's really nice. Mine has over 40 pictures already, almost all of my kids. Speaking of my children, they were extremely silly today. My son was standing beside the door looking outside, and my daughter was walking around. Son still can't walk yet. Anyway, my daughter would come sneak around the recliner right by the chair and look at my son, who would in turn look around and start giggling his little head off, setting my daughter to giggling as well. Essentially, they were playing peek-a-boo with one another. This continued for several minutes, making my husband and I crack up with laughter as well. I would love to see if they try it again when my son is walking so he'll just chase after her. They'd have a good ol' time! -------------------- Now, to only convince my husband to get the rest of the way through Harry Potter so I can take my turn reading. ::hrumphs:: |
| Things for me have been crazy lately... absolutely crazy. There's a lot of detail I won't go into because... well because I just shouldn't, but I am going to rant a bit. Just because someone signs a letter 'with Love', does not mean that you are dating them! (No, it was not my husband who thought this.) I have someone essentially accusing me of having a relationship farther than friendship with someone just because they signed an email to me that way. It's absolutely rediculous. I've known the man for almost nine years, yes we love each other, but there are different levels of love. There's friendship love - it DOES exist, and it can be very strong. I tell my long term friends that I love them all the time, there is nothing wrong with that. It does not mean that I seek a sexual relationship with them, or any other kind farther than friendship, for that matter. To think that way is idiotic. |
| ... is HOT!!! So, we went out to do the typical family stuff yesterday. Or rather, I went out to do the typical family stuff with my kids - my husband had to be in IN the parade we went to watch and IN the band we went to see. But that's alright, going to the park was fun. Only thing is, it was hot out there. Like... really hot! Dry heat, practically the worst kind. We sat out and watched the parade, waving to daddy like we're supposed to, then sat down to watch the Resonators play. They're a pretty darned good little local band with a lot of our friends involved. www.theresonatorsonline.com is their website... I think. Anyway! I walked down there, since it was only a few blocks and since there were a ton of cars, but my son fell asleep before his daddy got on the stage to play, so we walked back home. That was the worst part of it. Back home is all the way uphill, and a double stroller with one year old twins in it is a bit heavy. So my husband and I kept trading off the entire way since he decided to walk me home, and we made it. We were hot, sweaty, and in desperate need of a shower... but we made it. Hubby was 15 minutes late to his warm-ups, but oh well. We tried to watch the fireworks that night, but the kids were not really all that interested for longer than approximately two minutes. So... that was the kid's second 4th of July. Hopefully, it'll get better as they get older. |
| Cowboy U So, Saturday afternoon my husband and I sat watching Cowboy U: Texas... mainly out of curiosity since it had been filmed at a ranch about 10 minutes from our house. I think it is the first reality show that we have actuallly enjoyed! What was even funnier to us is when one of the prizes for doing well was that two of them got to go to a local country bar. Yeah... the country bar is about three blocks from my house. When they were taping here I went to a local bar with a friend of mine (NOT the country bar) in March or so, and we ended up sitting at the same table with the entire crew of Cowboy U. That was kinda nifty, too, especially since one of them was sincerely trying to pick up my friend. He tried me, but backed off when he found out I was married. (Probably tried me first simply because I'm more personable.) My friend has like... REALLY long hair, though... so it's always a conversation topic. She's also pretty... eh... easy, but very picky. She's only easy to those that she -wants- to be easy with. Unfortunately for this poor camera man, she wanted a different guy that night. Didn't get him, but oh well. Guilty Pleasures Okay, so I must admit... one of my biggest guilty pleasures is Jerry Springer. I can't tell you why, but I just love it. Absolutely love it. Usually, I figure every guest is an idiot, so I can laugh at them to my heart's content. Today, though, there was a guy that seemed to have his head on straight. The topic was "Homeless Shelter Romance", and the one who brought them there was a 19 year old woman who has a 17 month old and a 6 month old. She came to tell her current boyfriend that she'd been sleeping with his best friend. Typical, right? Well, she made the usual complaints. "You're never home!" "You don't spend any time with my kids!" "You've got a lame job!" "I want a house!" Well, so far, he seems pretty sleezy, right? Well, for one, the kids weren't his. For two, the reason he's never home is because he's going to school to get his high school diploma. She's pissed that he's not making more money, but I'm sorry... I applaud the man for going back to school! At least he's trying to make something long term out of his life. All he asked her was to wait until he could get his diploma, then things would be better. The guy she started bumping in the bathroom of the homeless shelter supposedly has three jobs making $15 an hour. Well good for him! But her first guy is going to make more after he gets that education. Basically, she's leaving him because he's getting an education rather than supporting HER kids, whom she should be supporting anyway. He wants a house, he wants her, he wants to take care of her family... but he feels he needs that diploma first. In all honesty, that is the first man on Jerry Springer that I have ever felt sorry for. He's trying to better himself, and this woman and his best friend are saying, "You go get your edjumication, then! I'll take your woman." And I wonder why so many kids are dropping out of school... |
| So... I was trying to actually get some work done this morning for the upcoming school year. In actuality, I am starting a bit too late, but considering that I didn't know I even had the job until last week, I'm doing what I can. I was reading through a scope and sequence for Geometry when I heard my daughter giggling. I had felt her scooting her way back and forth past my legs several times, but what she was doing hadn't registered yet, mainly because I was concentrating. I finally started paying attention, and I noticed what she was doing. I was sitting in a recliner. She often uses this particular chair to pull herself up and begin practicing her walking. Her scooting back and forth was her looking around the paper I was reading and making faces at me, giggling, then moving to look around the other side of the paper. It was absolutely hilarious. I immediately started playing her little game by adding in a 'boo' every time she was able to see me. This got her to giggling even more, which got my son's attention. So he came up and grabbed the top of my papers, pulling those down so he could see me that way. This brought more giggles from both of them, of course, and the game continued. It lasted for quite a while, and I had a blast. My children really helped lift my spirits today. Granted, I haven't gotten back to my work yet, but it can wait. |
| You know... I don't understand something about myself. Truthfully, I probably don't understand a lot of things about myself, but this is one thing that has me completely boggled. You see, there's this person that I know. I knew this same person a long time ago, reached out in friendship, and essentially got my hand slapped. Fine, they didn't want it... I didn't care. I moved on. Well, we met up again about a month ago. This time, it seemed to be going fine. We were talking, getting along, laughing a bit, getting to know one another. Hey, it was a great start... but then I made a joke. It's how I am, those who know me know that I joke around. Well, this person didn't appreciate it. It wasn't even a mean joke. They mentioned that they'd be back in a moment, and when they came back, I jokingly said that it was a long moment. Well, there it all went. Blown apart as if it were a hydrogen bomb dropped in the middle of the city. He said he did not appreciate someone dictating the time to him, and that he was perfectly aware of what time it was. I said fine, it won't happen again, he asked me not to talk to him anymore... so I didn't. A few days ago he contacts me... and it's all friendly again, so this morning, I send him an IM to say hello. Well, there went another H-bomb. How can we ever talk if I won't respect a simple request? Again he asked me not to speak with him again unless it's business. The thing is, I don't even know why I care about this so much! Is it because I took the time to try and be friendly and all I get is yelled at for it? I have no idea why this person, who is almost a perfect stranger in all respects, can make me feel so much like shit! I hate that this person has this much control over me. It is absolutely rediculous, and I am not going to allow it anymore. Once wronged, shame on you... twice wronged, shame on me. I shouldn't have let it happen again, and I'm not going to. If he contacts me again, I just won't respond. This is absolutely unbelievable. |
| Well, I have to admit that my exhausting job search has come to an end... right where it began. I got a call yesterday asking if I would accept the math position at the jr/sr high school that released me back in March. The same day I got that call, I got another offering me a job at a Credit Union, and I was waiting on word for a job that I applied for at the University. It was a crazy crazy day. I didn't get the University job, so I went ahead and took my old job back. Instead of teaching computer classes, though, I'll be teaching math all day long. That is an aspect that I don't mind one iota. I didn't major in Computer Science for a reason. So, I'm going back to the place that was a hell hole last year as long as the school board approves me at their meeting on Monday. Horrah... kinda. At least there's new administration, so it has hopes of getting better. |
| 51. My breasts grew a little bigger when I had babies - they haven't shrunk yet. 52. I hate my stretch marks, but I do love the fact that because of them the skin on my tummy is softer than the skin anywhere else on my body. 53. I am a good judge of people. 54. I can tell when someone is upset, even when on the net and they are trying to pretend that they are fine. 55. I am an understanding person. 56. I can often put myself in another person's shoes and understand how they feel, even if I disagree with them. 57. I can be professional to the point that my boss has no idea whether or not I like them or hate them. 58. I am good in bed... after all, I was trained by the best. (My husband, of course.) 59. I can appreciate beauty of any kind, whether in nature, in a person, or even on a painting. 60. I eat well... most of the time. 61. I have freckles, so I can say I always have a partial tan! 62. I love people... yes indeed. I am quite the people person! 63. I believe that people watching is actually the best thing about going to a mall - not the stores. 64. I'm okay with not buying something I want because I don't have the money. 65. I like to have fun... I really like to have fun. 66. I love how my kids rush toward me and pull up to each stand on one of my feet so I can't go anywhere until I pick them up every day when I come home from work. 67. I am going to get my book finished this summer. I am determined. 68. I can solve any math problem I put my mind to. It may take me a few weeks, but I'll solve it! 69. I try not to spoil my children too badly (though a little spoiled can't be too bad, right?) 70. I can watch all three Harry Potter movies all the way through without budging from my seat... as long as I have my snacks nearby. 71. I love food. Anyone with me?!? 72. I can make my husband happy after a rough day. 73. I never have a 'bad hair day' - just a ponytail day. 74. I have ugly feet, but I like going barefoot anyway because I'm not ashamed of them. 75. Looking back, I wouldn't change anything about my past - good or bad. I learned from the experiences, and that is what is important. 76. I cry... a lot... sometimes too much... 77. I look good in my jeans. 78. I have a nice ass. 79. My husband wants to start a coffee shop one day. If he does, I'll drop whatever I'm doing and support him. 80. I have a great shoulder - it's seen a lot of tears. 81. I don't have a problem apologizing to someone if it is needed. 82. I am tolerant of other people's beliefs and would rather talk about them out of curiosity than argue because they are different from me. 83. I really don't think looks matter much - they are just icing on the cake. Show me what's inside, that's what I care about. 84. I'm proud of myself for getting this far. 85. I am a good driver, even if my husband doesn't think so. How else would my driving record be flawless? (Yes, I do drive myself to work every day.) 86. I let my husband have his little pleasures without nagging him about it, even if I might hate them. (The occasional cigar, etc.) 87. I don't smoke, nor will I ever. 88. I drink very rarely, and when I do, it's only one. 89. I am a designated driver quite often. 90. I reach out to people who have trouble making friends, and I hang on even when they want to push me away. 91. I like being short. 92. I wear sunscreen whenever I go out into the sun so I don't get burned. 93. I'm punctual as long as I'm not talking to someone on the internet. 94. I ignore the fact that I'm lactose intolerant and eat the things that I want anyway... though I must admit that I do take the lactaid every now and then. 95. I am not ashamed to show my husband that I love him while in public. 96. I eat popcorn instead of chocolate occasionally because it's healthier. 97. I love reading anything and everything - especially descriptive fantasy that takes my imagination to another world. It's how I relax. 98. I have a lot of energy. 99. I can find almost anything on the internet? Wanna test it out? Try me! 100. I just wrote 100 great things about myself. What's better than that? |
| Okay, so I'm taking another one of The Milkman 's ideas. What can I say, he has a lot of them! Correction, apparently Moo stole the idea from Love is a Mommy (no foolin)  , so this entry is all her fault. So, here's the 50 greatest things about me, in no particular order. Warning: You will learn a lot about me in this list. 1. I have two absolutely beautiful children that I love more than anything. I even think I'm a pretty darned good mom. 2. I have a wonderful and understanding (at least most of the time) husband. 3. I have great friends. They may not live here with me anymore, but still having contact with them is great. 4. I am a very loyal friend and will bend over backwards to help even the people that I dislike. 5. I don't lie, even when the consequences of telling the truth would be harmful to me. I'd rather face them then be found a liar. 6. I am comfortable with my size, even though I am bigger than I was before I had children. 7. I have beautiful eyes. They change between blues, greens, and grays depending on my feelings or what I'm wearing. 8. I will try anything to make someone smile when they are feeling bad, even if I don't know them. 9. I am a good writer of poetry. I don't care what everyone else thinks, I know I am. 10. I am a patient person, though it did take a few years for me to learn that patience. 11. I have a big heart, and fall in love often. Love is a precious and glorious thing. 12. I successfully made it through a trauma that most women don't... an attempted rape. I still have some problems, of course, but I did not withdraw into myself. 13. I am generally a very happy person, and I try to be fun to be around. 14. I know when I'm annoying, and try to fix the situation ASAP. 15. I am a funny person. Okay, so maybe the funny things don't strike me all that often, but when they do, I send more than just myself into giggles. 16. I like my hair... no really, I do! It isn't always the same color (because I love to play with hair dye), but it is soft and shiny. Very healthy. 17. If I make a mistake, I fix it... period. I will do whatever it takes to make it right. 18. I love to dress up. Makeup, nice dress, high heels... yup, I love it. It makes me feel good when I look good. 19. My self-esteem has risen unbelievably since getting married, and I owe that to my husband. Before we met, I was depressed quite a bit. 20. I love to give people things that will make them smile. Presents, really. 21. I give awesome hugs. 22. I think I am a good kisser. Wanna test it out? 23. I am intelligent. I may have to work hard to learn what I need to learn, but I can do it. 24. I can do anything I set my mind to, and I mean anything. 25. I love to draw, even though I'm horrible at it. It's relaxing. 26. I have a Bachelor of Science degree in Mathematics. I worked hard for it and am very proud of it. 27. I love kids, especially high schoolers. They can be so much fun, but are misunderstood by so many adults. 28. My students like me. Believe it or not, that means a lot to me. 29. I adore helping people learn. Because of my own difficulties, I know how hard it can be, and I want to offer what support I can. 30. I can find humor in most situations, though sometimes I need some help. 31. I am willing to ask for help if I need it (unless I'm mad about something.) 32. I'm a great cook, my husband's stomach attests to it. Honest! 33. I love being pampered, but I don't mind pampering in return. 34. I love looking at nature. Flowers, trees, animals... you name it, I love it. 35. I am not like everyone else, I pride myself on being an individual. 36. If I had to choose between being rich and being happy, I'd choose being happy any day. Money isn't everything. 37. I was a virgin until I met my husband. 38. I don't mind giving pleasure during sex, but not receiving. I know that I'll get my pleasure returned eventually. 39. I like to be wanted, rather than needed. Though, being needed is nice, too. 40. I want to be someone who is remembered, even after I die. I am working on making sure that memory is a good one for all I know. 41. I think sunsets and sunrises are some of the most beautiful things on this earth, and that more people should spend time watching them. 42. I believe in God, and trust him very much. Without him, I would not be where I am today. 43. I strive to be a good wife and mother. 44. I will be published someday. 45. I am good at coming up with silly questions to make people laugh. 46. I believe in myself, even when it seems like things won't work out. 47. I have bad teeth, always have, but I smile anyway. Smiles are contagious, you know. 48. I like being girly sometimes, but I don't mind getting down and dirty, or sweaty, if the need is there. 49. I used to hate pink, but now it's one of my favorite colors thanks to my best friend, Rhonda. 50. I have a wonderful mind, and I use it often. |
| I'll use one word to describe it for you for those who don't wish to read a long entry: LONG! For the rest of you, I'll explain why. The Thing! We started seeing advertisements for The Thing! even before we left New Mexico. The first sign I saw read. "The Thing! Can you guess? 291 miles." We laughed... 291 miles, yeah right! Well, apparently the billboards worked. With every advertisement, we got more and more curious, gullible Texans we are and all. So, we finally get to the exit for The Thing! hours later, and we go ahead and get off. We figure it wouldn't hurt anything, we needed a break anyway. So, we paid our dollar a piece and went through the door to see what The Thing! was, and... oh, wait, I'm not going to tell you what it was. I will tell you, though, that it is majorly cool walking through that door, and I highly recommend stopping to see it. It's in Texas Canyon, Arizona.So... we start on our way to Tucson. Tucson We are on our way to Tucson, and really looking forward to it since we were going to stop there and get some lunch. Our tummies were rumbling. So we see this sign that says: Tucson City Limit ... and we rejoice! We were confused, however, because we saw no buildings anywhere. Hoping that they were just over the next rise, we instead see another sign. This one says: Tucson - 21 miles What??? But we just entered Tucson city limits! We laughed about this for quite a while, actually. Oh, and Tucson looks nothing like what it is portrayed in Greetings from Tucson, the television show. Song Lyrics We finally get to Tucson and we stop to get some food. When we get back in the car, we turn on the radio, and these are the first song lyrics I hear: "Let the bass from the speakers run up through your sneakers." This sent me into giggles... I guess I had just been in the car too long - but I had another 6 hours at least to go. Oy vey... Road Construction So, Arizona reminded me a lot of Texas in this way: We were going through Arizona on a week day, about 2:00 pm their time. We enter a construction zone... always annoying, but usually okay as long as you don't let it get to you. So, we merged into one lane with all of the traffic, lowered our speed to match the limit, and looked around in confusion. Where's the crew? There was no one to be seen as far as the eye could see! We didn't see anyone at all through the entire construction zone. No one, nada, none! Not only that - the roads looked perfectly fine! Mount Baldy Yeah, this sent me into giggles, too. The trees, though... gosh they were beautiful. Trees covered in purple and pink blossoms. Absolutely gorgeous... so I giggled, then gasped... giggled, then gasped... gotta love California. |
| Well, it's my last day with the students, at least, I still have to stick around to finish grades and pack, but no more students. I told myself that I wasn't going to cry, and I actually made it until about noon. I'll explain. This morning I didn't have anyone taking exams, so I knew I'd be okay. After the last exam, we had award ceremonies - first for the Junior High, then for the High School. I gave awards to kids that probably wouldn't get any awards from anyone else... mainly because it's what I do. I don't award the best student, or the funniest student... I award those who are silent contributers and often go unnoticed. I actually made it through both ceremonies just fine. To make sure that I wouldn't find myself in a situation to cry, I bolted out of there and headed straight down to the cafeteria for lunch. Because it's a half day, and because the students got out early, most were not eating there, so I thought I'd be safe. Close to the time when I was about to finish up and leave, two students walked through the door. Both of these students had been on my Number Sense team, and they were in my classes - so they spent more time with me than probably any other students on this campus. (Another of my number sense/geometry students hugged me earlier, but I didn't cry!) They said hello and have a good summer to the coaches, then they turned toward me. One of them said my name, and she was already blubbering, speeding toward me with her arms wide open for a hug. She held on for a little while, and as a result, I started to cry to. This was one of my students that I had given an award to... she was devistated last week when she found out that she didn't pass our state test. "I can't believe I didn't pass it, miss." She was crying. "It's alright. Remember how I said I wouldn't be upset as long as you did your best? Did you do your best?" "Yes, but I've always been bad at math. I hate math. Yours is the only class I ever liked, and it wasn't the math that I liked, it was the way you taught it." "Well that's alright. Everyone doesn't have to be good at math. You'll have another chance to pass next year, and I'll bet you blow them out of the water with your awesome score!" "I guess my best just wasn't good enough, Miss." "No, don't ever say that. It's not true... your best is just fine. I think you did a wonderful job. A score is just a score - tomorrow will still go on, and you can still learn new things." "You really aren't mad?" "No... I'm not mad. I think you are a wonderful student." And she IS a wonderful student. She is one of the many that I'm really going to miss. My other students was often more of a pain, and always flirting with all of the boys, but I loved her just as much. She fanned her face to be sure that she didn't cry, then gave me a big hug, too. Why does this have to be so hard? I really do hate it... |
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This is absolutely hilarious! My kind of humor.
My life's been busier than normal, too, but NOTHING like yours. 
Hope everything's okay.
