Sunday, August 23, 2009

Finally my turn

Imagine this. It’s the weekend. You just found out that your husband does not have tons of work to do on Saturday. He will be free all day. Even typing this gives me chills. It may not be for you, but this is a rare occurrence around these parts. I can not think of very many Saturdays where Bryan has not been at some run down, torn apart house doing electrical work by 7 in the morning. Don’t get me wrong we are grateful for the work but it is getting a bit obnoxious. What should we do together? I could hardly gather my thoughts! Sleep in? Shop? Run errands? Shop more? House stuff? Pay bills? Dinner with friends? The answer is yes. Yes to all of the above.

We went to some yard sales. Didn’t have much luck but I need to thank my mother-in-law for passing on the yard sale gene…that boy can spot a sign a mile away! (thanks Tonna!)

We did some back to school shopping. Bryan made a haul. I got nothing (depressing). This is the last back to school shopping for him!!! Woohoo!!! I am more excited than he is!

We ran errands…together…what a concept.

We went to my buddy Cami's birthday dinner. Yum.

And…(drum roll please) it was finally my turn to get some electrical work done. Bryan put in some can lights in our kitchen. I will take some credit too. I unwrapped them and handed the lights to him on the ladder.



I know, the tops of my cabinets are in desperate need of some decorating TLC. I will get there eventually. For now I am just enjoying a weekend where I get to see my husband...and trying not to get used to it.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Random Facts

Bryan gets up every morning before I do even though my alarm is set before his.


I HATE cooking dinner.


I am scared to death of planting a garden in my back yard (but I am going to do it anyway).


I want to run a marathon but have a hard time finding time to train for it.


Today I went to the grocery store hungry. Bad idea.


I need to either stop teaching or hurry up and have babies because there are very few names that don’t make my blood pressure spike. (These kids are ruining all the good names!)


I am addicted to granola bars.


I shouted Hallelujah! (in my head of course) when the 1st counselor in the bishopric called me to be in the Young Women and not sunbeams or nursery.


I will no longer allow myself to watch the show Wipe Out at the gym because I keep laughing out loud and people look at me funny.


I look on Craigslist for fun stuff everyday but never have the guts to call and buy anything. (I am such a chicken for some reason)


I like to post random things about myself. Not sure why, must have been a slow week.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Teacher Syndrome

Today I am suffering from 'first day teacher syndrome'.

Symptoms:
-raspy voice and sore throat
-sore feet (apparently I am not in "teacher shape")
-lack of sleep
-marker markings all over my hands and pants (not sure how that got there!)

Treatment:
-suck it up for 179 more days

Only how many more years of this??

Sunday, August 9, 2009

A picture is worth a thousand words

and I don't want to write a thousand words so here are some pictures.

Lately we have been doing a lot of this


and this (check out that shoulder range of motion, baby!)


and this


Trying to make this

look a little more like this


which makes us want to do more of this (of course referring to sleeping, not dressing to match our furniture :)

We still have lots to do but are happy we are at least making some progress!

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Not again

At the risk of sounding like a complete bawl baby, I am confessing that I teared up again in Walmart. That’s twice in one month…beat that! It’s kind of a long story but I think it’s worth telling.


I went to a teaching conference in San Diego last week. It was great. The conference was about a program that some school districts are implementing to get the “middle students” to college. We need to do better at giving them the skills, knowledge, and means to get into and do well in college. I got 5 whole days jam packed of new teaching ideas and can’t wait to use them in my classroom this year.


While we (the other teachers and I) were in San Diego we caught word that back home the news reported that a group of teachers were treated to a resort on the tax payer’s dollar and how bad the economy was. I was so mad. First of all, resort? Seriously? I would hardly call it a resort. Yes it was big and it had huge conference rooms. I guess if that makes it a resort then so be it. Second, we are required to have continuing education. We don’t get time off for it. We don’t usually get reimbursed for it. Heavens knows we don’t get salary raises to compensate for it. What are we supposed to do? I was steaming.


I was still steaming yesterday as I was at Walmart loading my cart with supplies for my classroom. We have already been told that there is no money so almost everything we want comes from our own pockets. I felt as though no one supports teachers. What message does this send to the students? People are so ignorant to what we have to go through and how much time and money we sacrifice. I continued my pity party as I waited in line to check out. The lady in front of me looked at my cart and smiled. “Teacher?” she asked. We had a very nice conversation about what I was buying, where and how long I have taught, and how no, I was not being reimbursed. She told me of her kids high school experience (they went to the same school where I teach). Before this sweet lady walked away, she turned to me and held out her hand and placed in mine a 20 dollar bill. “This is for the kids. Thank you for all you do.” I was shocked. Sure it’s just a 20. It didn’t pay for everything but the gesture created a major attitude change for me. I thanked her and she said, “You are welcome, just pay it forward.” I cannot wait for the day when I can pay it forward. Thank you. I don’t even know her name. To her it probably wasn’t even a big deal but I will never forget it. She helped me once again feel appreciated in a nation where educators usually don’t. Thank you.


So that is why I was a bit teared up as I walked to my car that Saturday afternoon.


p.s. We did manage to have a bit of fun on the nights off. We went to the beach multiple times and did the Seaworld thing right before we left. Thanks taxpayers! (Just kidding that one was totally our own money)