My doctor at UofU wanted me to participate in a study she's got going, so I said I would. I guess I'm a freak of nature or something. A lady from epidemiology (or something like that) came out to take some info from me today and to get my DNA. The study is about genetics. Don't know how useful I'll be, but whatever.
I shouldn't have been so melodramatic about Josh yesterday. He was fine last night and tonight. He likes his teacher, he's OK with school. But sometimes he just really hates it and doesn't want to go anymore. Sunday night I think it was just the Sunday night blahs. Last year he cried and refused to go on Wednesdays because he hated computer class so much, and then he really hated music class because the teacher was having them watch The Sound of Music. I hate that movie. I wouldn't want to go either. But for now he's happy again, so I'll take it when I can get it and hope for the best.
Josh had to go to the dentist yesterday to get a cavity filled. He had this big bump on the inside of his lip that was a plugged saliva gland or something like that, and the doctor said he could remove it while he was in there for the cavity. Then he also decided that a loose tooth that wasn't coming out fast enough needed to be pulled to make room for the permanent tooth that was growing in under it. So the poor kid got more than his fair share of needles. It was hard to watch, because all that numbing really hurt. But after it was all over he liked going around telling his battle stories and showing off the stitches in his lip.
We took Marilyn out to dinner tonight for her birthday. It was really great to have all my kids there, and Marilyn is always fun to hang out with.
Well, hmmmm... I guess that's it.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
One For My Therapist
Actually I don't have a therapist anymore. Well, I suppose I do, but I haven't seen her in forever. But now that I think about it, I miss talking to her. I should make an appointment just so we can chat.
Anyway, how weird is this? Lexi is the only one of my kids whom I dropped off at kindergarten the first day without shedding a little tear on the way home. With all the other kids, I would drive away and cry all the way home, and then be fine. But I didn't cry when I dropped my baby off. I didn't really poke around in my head too much to figure out why or to try to drum up a few tears, because I get weepy enough about stupid stuff without having to try to get that way. In fact, I got all choked up the week before when she told me, "I can reach the big drinking fountain now, mom! I don't need your help anymore." And then today, I cried for another mom dropping off her boy. He didn't want to go to kindergarten. He said it was too hard. And he clung to his mom for dear life and wouldn't get in line and wouldn't go in. And it pulled me right back to Josh, and how I had to drag him out of the car that first week, and how he cried. And as I walked away I told her, "My little boy cried at first too, and it is so hard." And then I went to my truck with tears in my eyes and cried all the way to the gas station where I bought a giant Diet Pepsi. Because the part I didn't tell her is, it doesn't always get easier. I tucked Josh into bed last night and he got tears in his eyes and said he didn't want to go to school tomorrow; he wants to be home schooled. And it is so hard. My friend Sandra once told me about the special bond between moms and sons, and I was like...whatever... because I didn't have any sons at that time. Now I know exactly what she was talking about.
Ways I was socially awkward last week (that I remember): I've seen the missionaries in Wal-Mart a few times and I always think that if they get to the front when I do, I'll pay for their groceries. They are super cute boys. But it never works out. Until last week. They pulled up right behind me in line. Serendipity. I paid for my stuff, and then I turned and gave the missionary right behind me in line $20 and said something really profound and awesome, like, "Take this." And probably made a weird face and grunted or something. I don't know. He was cute and all, "Oh! Are you sure!" And I was like, "Yes! Awesome! Good-bye!" Or something really cool like that. I didn't even acknowledge his cute companion. And then I just felt like a stupid spaz. Gah!! Why am I so lame? It's because I hate being thanked and I just wanted to give them some money and get out, so blaharahgieheihg. Most people might think this is weird of me, but I felt even more awkward because his companion is black, so I felt even ickier, like I ignored him on purpose, not just because I'm socially awkward. Then I worried all the way home about whether he shared the money with his companion, because they were each checking out their few items separately. They had like a bike tube, a gallon of milk, and 5 dozen eggs. How cute are they?
I'm totally buying this. Ghost Town For Sale- Geyser and Llamas Included Gotta ask Sean when he gets home, but this one's mine. Ima be the mayor.
Anyway, how weird is this? Lexi is the only one of my kids whom I dropped off at kindergarten the first day without shedding a little tear on the way home. With all the other kids, I would drive away and cry all the way home, and then be fine. But I didn't cry when I dropped my baby off. I didn't really poke around in my head too much to figure out why or to try to drum up a few tears, because I get weepy enough about stupid stuff without having to try to get that way. In fact, I got all choked up the week before when she told me, "I can reach the big drinking fountain now, mom! I don't need your help anymore." And then today, I cried for another mom dropping off her boy. He didn't want to go to kindergarten. He said it was too hard. And he clung to his mom for dear life and wouldn't get in line and wouldn't go in. And it pulled me right back to Josh, and how I had to drag him out of the car that first week, and how he cried. And as I walked away I told her, "My little boy cried at first too, and it is so hard." And then I went to my truck with tears in my eyes and cried all the way to the gas station where I bought a giant Diet Pepsi. Because the part I didn't tell her is, it doesn't always get easier. I tucked Josh into bed last night and he got tears in his eyes and said he didn't want to go to school tomorrow; he wants to be home schooled. And it is so hard. My friend Sandra once told me about the special bond between moms and sons, and I was like...whatever... because I didn't have any sons at that time. Now I know exactly what she was talking about.
Ways I was socially awkward last week (that I remember): I've seen the missionaries in Wal-Mart a few times and I always think that if they get to the front when I do, I'll pay for their groceries. They are super cute boys. But it never works out. Until last week. They pulled up right behind me in line. Serendipity. I paid for my stuff, and then I turned and gave the missionary right behind me in line $20 and said something really profound and awesome, like, "Take this." And probably made a weird face and grunted or something. I don't know. He was cute and all, "Oh! Are you sure!" And I was like, "Yes! Awesome! Good-bye!" Or something really cool like that. I didn't even acknowledge his cute companion. And then I just felt like a stupid spaz. Gah!! Why am I so lame? It's because I hate being thanked and I just wanted to give them some money and get out, so blaharahgieheihg. Most people might think this is weird of me, but I felt even more awkward because his companion is black, so I felt even ickier, like I ignored him on purpose, not just because I'm socially awkward. Then I worried all the way home about whether he shared the money with his companion, because they were each checking out their few items separately. They had like a bike tube, a gallon of milk, and 5 dozen eggs. How cute are they?
I'm totally buying this. Ghost Town For Sale- Geyser and Llamas Included Gotta ask Sean when he gets home, but this one's mine. Ima be the mayor.
Friday, July 27, 2012
First Day of School
The two elementary kids started back to school yesterday. For Lexi, it was an orientation day, so her first real day was today.
Lexi is pretty insistent about dressing herself and doing her own hair right now. I considered fighting her on it for about half a second... and then I came to my senses and was like duh who cares.
They both like their teachers a lot so far, and so do I. They really seem to be organized and know what they're doing, and it always makes me feel a little jealous that I don't know what I'm doing. I wish I felt as on-the-ball as they seem. I've been really wrestling with what truly matters for students to learn. Each year I do, but this year probably more than ever. What do students REALLY need to know, and how do I teach it? I mean, the Common Core gives me things I have to teach. But, for example, if I have to teach reading skills like main idea, I can use any type of fiction and nonfiction materials to do it. So is it important to give them a foundation in classic literature? It's a hard question. I think everyone should read some Shakespeare. But why? Why do I feel that way? Because I love it? Or because it's important to the majority of them in their education? Should we throw the Epic of Gilgamesh, Sundiata, the Bhagavad-Gita, Oedipus Rex, Julius Ceasar overboard? My students would probably say yes. But then I'll sometimes find little quotes from the Tao or the Analects or To Kill a Mockingbird copied inside of their journals and I think it's worth the angst and the "why-do-we-have-to" and the blank stares. Hmmmm....
I've been thinking a little bit about something Lauralee posted... a RS lesson where they made a list of how the world sees women vs. how the Lord sees women. We both had similar thoughts about it. I was thinking, wouldn't it be much more interesting and instructive to make a 3-part list instead: How Women See One Another, How the Media Sees/Portrays Women, and How the Lord Sees Women. I would like to have that discussion. Because I think that other women make each other feel much worse about themselves, and put much more pressure on each other to be perfect, and can be just as damaging to one another as "the world" is.
I saw two headlines today that were an interesting juxtaposition in my head... One was about Utah's bigamy laws and the Sister Wives people. The other said that Mick Jagger had 7 kids by 4 women. And I always think how silly it is that it's perfectly legal to have as many kids as you want by as many women as you want, as long as you don't consider all of those women your wives. If you consider them your ho's or your baby mama's or marry them one-by-one and then divorce them, you're fine. But if you move them all into your house together and try to care for them and everyone's happy, you're breaking the law. I think that's stupid. I think that Sister Wives guy is creepy, and polygamy is definitely not for me. But unless they're breaking the law and/or marrying off teenagers to their uncles and whatnot, leave them alone. As a side note, I still maintain that I saw the Sister Wives guy at the South Pointe casino bowling last April.
Sean and I have watched some awesomely terrible shows lately. My favorite is a movie called Beer For My Horses. It was written and starred in by Toby Keith and Rodney Carrington, also featuring appearances by Ted Nugent and Willie Nelson. I think that says it all. It was awesome. At being terrible.
I have just really done a whole lot of nothing lately. I mean, I've done little things, but no big projects, nothing really productive outside of doing dishes, making meals, cleaning the house, etc. I feel like I'm just gearing up for this next school year. It's going to be so difficult, and I feel like I have to somehow stockpile energy for it. I wish that were possible.
They both like their teachers a lot so far, and so do I. They really seem to be organized and know what they're doing, and it always makes me feel a little jealous that I don't know what I'm doing. I wish I felt as on-the-ball as they seem. I've been really wrestling with what truly matters for students to learn. Each year I do, but this year probably more than ever. What do students REALLY need to know, and how do I teach it? I mean, the Common Core gives me things I have to teach. But, for example, if I have to teach reading skills like main idea, I can use any type of fiction and nonfiction materials to do it. So is it important to give them a foundation in classic literature? It's a hard question. I think everyone should read some Shakespeare. But why? Why do I feel that way? Because I love it? Or because it's important to the majority of them in their education? Should we throw the Epic of Gilgamesh, Sundiata, the Bhagavad-Gita, Oedipus Rex, Julius Ceasar overboard? My students would probably say yes. But then I'll sometimes find little quotes from the Tao or the Analects or To Kill a Mockingbird copied inside of their journals and I think it's worth the angst and the "why-do-we-have-to" and the blank stares. Hmmmm....
I've been thinking a little bit about something Lauralee posted... a RS lesson where they made a list of how the world sees women vs. how the Lord sees women. We both had similar thoughts about it. I was thinking, wouldn't it be much more interesting and instructive to make a 3-part list instead: How Women See One Another, How the Media Sees/Portrays Women, and How the Lord Sees Women. I would like to have that discussion. Because I think that other women make each other feel much worse about themselves, and put much more pressure on each other to be perfect, and can be just as damaging to one another as "the world" is.
I saw two headlines today that were an interesting juxtaposition in my head... One was about Utah's bigamy laws and the Sister Wives people. The other said that Mick Jagger had 7 kids by 4 women. And I always think how silly it is that it's perfectly legal to have as many kids as you want by as many women as you want, as long as you don't consider all of those women your wives. If you consider them your ho's or your baby mama's or marry them one-by-one and then divorce them, you're fine. But if you move them all into your house together and try to care for them and everyone's happy, you're breaking the law. I think that's stupid. I think that Sister Wives guy is creepy, and polygamy is definitely not for me. But unless they're breaking the law and/or marrying off teenagers to their uncles and whatnot, leave them alone. As a side note, I still maintain that I saw the Sister Wives guy at the South Pointe casino bowling last April.
Sean and I have watched some awesomely terrible shows lately. My favorite is a movie called Beer For My Horses. It was written and starred in by Toby Keith and Rodney Carrington, also featuring appearances by Ted Nugent and Willie Nelson. I think that says it all. It was awesome. At being terrible.
I have just really done a whole lot of nothing lately. I mean, I've done little things, but no big projects, nothing really productive outside of doing dishes, making meals, cleaning the house, etc. I feel like I'm just gearing up for this next school year. It's going to be so difficult, and I feel like I have to somehow stockpile energy for it. I wish that were possible.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Everything, and Then Some
Holy crap. I have a ton of stuff to write about, I think. I always have a ton of things I'm thinking about, but then I get too lazy to write about them. That's not good. I was super busy getting ready to go camping, then I was gone camping, then my internet was down and my house was a mess... And now I'm trying to make a blog post while my kids are loud and fighting and playing loudly and fighting and Josh is begging me to help him make paper rocket ship paratroopers from a book he got at the library today. I always find him these how-to books at the library, and then it turns out that either he can't do it himself or he can but I don't want him to because it's messy. And then I curse myself for finding the book for him. Anyway.
A few weeks ago, we bought a new trailer. It's ridiculous. It's too big and too everything, but it's really nice and comfortable. We've had old rundown trailers for the last 20 years. Our latest one had to go. I was tired of it and wanted something newer. So we started shopping, and I didn't want to pay what the used ones were going for, so we ended up with a new one. We've actually been talking about getting a new one for 3 years, and shopping for 2, so it wasn't a sudden decision. Anyway, we like it.
Courtney and Curtis got engaged. Curtis came to our house and asked for our blessing, and he gave her the ring the other night. They are thinking about April of next year. I'm thinking about two years. I think they will prevail. We are going to look at a venue this week, and the planning begins. Should be fun? Not sure.
Our annual family Pineview trip was last week. We got a little rained on, a little drenched, a little sunburned, a little worn out, but we had a lot of fun. We went up Sunday and stayed until Thursday. The rest of the family left Tuesday night. Courtney had to work, so she didn't come up until Tuesday morning, and then Brittney had to work later in the week, so she hitched a ride out Tuesday night with Dennis. We rented Waverunners Monday, dragged people around on the tube or the waterskis on Tuesday, and then went out fishing on the boat on Wednesday after everyone else had gone home. Josh and Spencer spent all day Tuesday catching grasshoppers and constructing a homemade fishing pole, then fishing off the dock. He has so much fun with Kaden and Spencer.
A few weeks ago, we bought a new trailer. It's ridiculous. It's too big and too everything, but it's really nice and comfortable. We've had old rundown trailers for the last 20 years. Our latest one had to go. I was tired of it and wanted something newer. So we started shopping, and I didn't want to pay what the used ones were going for, so we ended up with a new one. We've actually been talking about getting a new one for 3 years, and shopping for 2, so it wasn't a sudden decision. Anyway, we like it.
Courtney and Curtis got engaged. Curtis came to our house and asked for our blessing, and he gave her the ring the other night. They are thinking about April of next year. I'm thinking about two years. I think they will prevail. We are going to look at a venue this week, and the planning begins. Should be fun? Not sure.
Our annual family Pineview trip was last week. We got a little rained on, a little drenched, a little sunburned, a little worn out, but we had a lot of fun. We went up Sunday and stayed until Thursday. The rest of the family left Tuesday night. Courtney had to work, so she didn't come up until Tuesday morning, and then Brittney had to work later in the week, so she hitched a ride out Tuesday night with Dennis. We rented Waverunners Monday, dragged people around on the tube or the waterskis on Tuesday, and then went out fishing on the boat on Wednesday after everyone else had gone home. Josh and Spencer spent all day Tuesday catching grasshoppers and constructing a homemade fishing pole, then fishing off the dock. He has so much fun with Kaden and Spencer.
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| The kids would hop in the back of Dennis' truck and he would drive them around the loop in the campground. Lexi looks like she's being kidnapped in this picture. From a home for abandoned children with no mothers to comb their hair. |
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| Josh and Kaden spent most of Monday on this boat or a floatie of one type or another. They'd get so far out that they had to be towed back in by one of the Waverunners, or one of them would jump off and swim them back. At one point, they both had a little raft like the green one there, and they were each using giant sand shovels as oars. They play together so well. |
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| The teenagers found this sink hole and spent some time playing in it and digging it out. Actually, Josh found it the night before this when he took a walk on the beach with Sean and fell into it up to his knees. Hahaha |
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| Proof that we got Grandma Marilyn to ride the tube! |
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| Lexi found Courtney's glasses and was supa stylin' in them |
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| Fishing |
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| Lexi loves the boat now, which is an amazing transformation. Not even a month ago she hated it with a fiery passion. We were hitting big waves and she was raising her hands like she was on a roller coaster. |
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| I was trying to figure out how I walked up and down and all around for four days and not only didn't lose any weight, but actually gained 3 pounds when I stepped on the scale at the end of this trip. Then I saw this picture, and it all became so clear. Only picture of me from the whole trip, and what am I doing? |
The Friday after we came back, we went out to Bountiful for the Handcart Days parade and fireworks. It's a really fun Chamberlain tradition, and we've been going for I can't even remember how many years now. Since Marilyn still lived out there, so a long time. When we got there, I realized that Lexi had a headache, but I figured maybe she'd make it through OK. She didn't want to go back home-- I think she just really didn't want to move, just wanted to lay there-- so we stayed. She threw up there once, she threw up in the bushes on the way to the fireworks, but then felt great. In fact, she felt so great at the fireworks that she decided she could eat some pizza against mom's advice, and then proceeded to throw up on me and herself and her blanket. One minute she's fine, the next minute she says, "Mom, where am I going to throw up?" So I grab Josh's ziplock bag of parade swag and dump it all over the ground, she barfs in it and everywhere else, and I stand up and say, "That's it! It's been fun! I'm going home." I was carrying a ziplock bag of puke to the garbage can and this lady is looking at me like, "Gross, is that what it looks like?" and I"m all, "Dude, I am way too tired and nasty to care what you think, so just look away!!" Like, why would you stare at someone carrying barf or anything resembling it? Der. I actually had a few pics from the parade, but they didn't download and they're lost. I wonder if I accidentally deleted them? Boo.
Sunday night we went to mom's house for dinner and cake and ice cream for her birthday. It was so fun to visit and hang out with my family. I love my family.
Lexi went in her room this afternoon, climbed in bed with her new library books, and fell asleep. I went in there to clean up her room so I could vacuum, and she didn't even wake up. I wasn't being quiet, either. She just rolled over and stayed asleep. I went in and vacummed her room, and she didn't even stir. She's my little sleeper. I took her for her kindergarten check-up last week, and the doctor says one hip is a little turned in. He was concerned that she might have a little curve at the bottom of her spine, so we did an x-ray, but it looked fine. Thank goodness. Her headache kinda started when we were there waiting for x-ray on Friday, and I thought... Seriously, universe? You're going to take this little girl and give her diabetes when she's 3, terrible headaches, and now scoliosis? You gotta be freaking kidding me. Luckily, it looks OK. He thinks maybe it has to do with leg length or possibly even just her hips turning in like Brittney's do. So we'll just watch, but it's probably nothing.
This week school starts for my kids. Year-round school sucks rocks. Lexi was refusing to go to kindergarten a few months ago, but she's slowly warmed up to it. Tonight she told Sean, "Dad, I get to do something so fun this week and I'm so excited. I'm going to kindergarten!!" It was cute. I haven't bought any new school clothes for the kids, and they both need a backpack. Gee, I have one day. I'm kinda thinking I'll just wait a few weeks. I don't know. Blah.
Holy freaking crap. I have to plan a wedding. A wedding!! How on earth? This? I don't even know. There is just way too much to think about. Guess I'll go pop a xanax and look at wedding stuff on the internet.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Fishing, Birthday, Summer
Earlier this month we went fishing at East Canyon.
Courtney turned 20 years old on Friday. We celebrated by going to Maddox up in Perry for dinner, and then came home to open presents and have cake. Marilyn and Curtis came with us, too, and that was fun to have them along. One of her presents is supposed to be getting a pedicure with me and Brittney, but I have no idea when that will actually happen because of their schedules.
Last night Sean and I went to Wendover to see Montgomery Gentry. It was a pretty fun show. I don't have any more concerts on the calendar, unless we decide to go to Rodney Atkins, which is a possibility. Out of the four concerts we've seen this summer, the cheapest tickets were Toby Keith, and the hands-down favorite concert was Toby Keith. They've all been fun, though, and we've heard lots of good music.
I've got lots of little projects that need to be done this week, and actually a lot to do to get ready to go camping next week. We haven't gone camping at all this year, so we decided we wanted to stay one more day up there, so I made a reservation for an extra day. I hope it's fun and doesn't rain on us, but if it does, oh well. I don't even care.
It's looking like Lexi has inherited the migraines. Hers seem somewhat similar to what Brittney had at that age. Tonight we didn't eat until late because the kids were having fun playing outside with friends. They had been bored and bothering me and each other all day, so I didn't see the need to interrupt them when they were actually gainfully occupied. But then Lexi came in with low blood sugar and a headache. Of course, once she had the headache she couldn't really eat. So now she has moderately low blood sugar and probably has at least mild ketones, but I don't want to wake her up to try to get her to eat. She was so miserable, I just want her to sleep it off. Nice job, mom! Way to go!
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| Josh eating a cinnamon roll and wondering why I'm taking his picture |
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| Lexi started out the trip crying about how much she hated boating and how much she wanted to get off, then got sick and was throwing up over the side, then laid on the seat and rested, then was up jumping around saying how much she loved the boat. Go figure. When I looked at this picture, I was trying to figure out if she had chocolate on her face or what... it's her hair falling over her mouth. |
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| Captain Sean |
Courtney turned 20 years old on Friday. We celebrated by going to Maddox up in Perry for dinner, and then came home to open presents and have cake. Marilyn and Curtis came with us, too, and that was fun to have them along. One of her presents is supposed to be getting a pedicure with me and Brittney, but I have no idea when that will actually happen because of their schedules.
Last night Sean and I went to Wendover to see Montgomery Gentry. It was a pretty fun show. I don't have any more concerts on the calendar, unless we decide to go to Rodney Atkins, which is a possibility. Out of the four concerts we've seen this summer, the cheapest tickets were Toby Keith, and the hands-down favorite concert was Toby Keith. They've all been fun, though, and we've heard lots of good music.
I've got lots of little projects that need to be done this week, and actually a lot to do to get ready to go camping next week. We haven't gone camping at all this year, so we decided we wanted to stay one more day up there, so I made a reservation for an extra day. I hope it's fun and doesn't rain on us, but if it does, oh well. I don't even care.
It's looking like Lexi has inherited the migraines. Hers seem somewhat similar to what Brittney had at that age. Tonight we didn't eat until late because the kids were having fun playing outside with friends. They had been bored and bothering me and each other all day, so I didn't see the need to interrupt them when they were actually gainfully occupied. But then Lexi came in with low blood sugar and a headache. Of course, once she had the headache she couldn't really eat. So now she has moderately low blood sugar and probably has at least mild ketones, but I don't want to wake her up to try to get her to eat. She was so miserable, I just want her to sleep it off. Nice job, mom! Way to go!
After I wrote my last post, I thought that I really shouldn't have joked about Josh being blind. Probably bad karma. The reason I said that, though, is because you'll tell him, "You didn't get all your clothes into the hamper." And he'll say, "Nuh-uh, where?" And you'll say, "Right there, and there, there...." And he'll say, "Oooohhh! Yeah!" It's like he can't even see it unless I point it out.
Friday I decided that I wanted to have a yard sale the next day because I was tired of looking at a few big items that I have in my basement that need to be sold or given to the D.I. So I pulled out all of the crap that I want to get rid of, looked it all over, and declared that it was not that great and there wasn't enough of it to have a yard sale. So today I shoved all the piles of stuff back where they were. Awesome, Shannon! Way to make pointless work for yourself!
Tomorrow is house cleaning day, and I'm actually excited about that because boy does it need to be cleaned. I also need to make the weekly chore chart, call around on tires for the Mazda, call the diabetes supply place and get her pump ordered, and maybe that's it. The nutrition nurse lady is making me send in 2 more days worth of food diaries because I didn't record the carbs on green beans and cottage cheese, and because I didn't specify whether the crescent roll she ate was large or small. I haven't done that yet, and I'm wondering what she'll do to me if I don't. I got approval to order the pump, so maybe she won't even notice.
So now I'm going to finish doing a puzzle that I started earlier and then try to decide if I want to risk moving Lexi off the couch and into her bed.
Monday, July 2, 2012
I Hate Change, and Other Fascinating Things
Josh's last day of second grade is tomorrow. Yet another reason why I hate year round school. Besides the fact that he's been in school for all of June, the times off-track when I have to figure out daycare, the fact that he starts back in school July 25th... Besides all of that, year round school makes it so that I have to have all of the end-of-school-year emotions twice. I hate endings. I hate the end of the school year because I struggle with change, but also because I just hate endings. I hate that my kids have grown another year older. I already dealt with that for Brittney and Lexi... now I have the same little twinges of pain and sadness again as I watch Josh wrap up another school year. He brought home a picture that was taken at the beginning of the school year, the end of last July, and it's a little punch right to my heart.
Poor Josh suffers from some sort of strange form of blindness that doesn't allow him to see dirty clothes. Combined with a rare neurological condition that doesn't allow him to place clothing in the dirty clothes hamper. He will have clothes piled in front of and all around his hamper, but he can't get them actually in the hamper. Today one of his chores was to take his dirty laundry downstairs. I went into his room after he "finished" that chore... dirty clothes on his floor, in his closet, in the corner. Dirty clothes left on the stairs that fell out of the hamper. I love that boy.
I really enjoyed this post for some reason, and many of the comments were really good as well. FMH "Thoughts From Sunday School: Being Scornful" It just really resonated with me. Probably because it's something I need to work on, I guess.
In other news:
Anderson Cooper: I'm gay.
Shannon Chamberlain: Ok? And??
I realize that used to be a big scandal/shocker, but nowdays does anybody care about who's gay, really? Why is this news? Why is any celebrity gossip "news"? I really don't care who is dating whom, who is divorcing whom, who is in jail or owes child support or is a jerk to the papparazi. If I am in the mood for that type of stuff, I watch TMZ. Otherwise, don't care. I saw Cooper's gayness all over the interwebs today and wanted to get that off my chest.
I'm just finishing reading The Princess Bride for the first time. I've never seen the movie. We own it. My girls can't believe I've never seen it. I started watching it twice when I was a teenager and fell asleep both times, so I've never attempted it again. Guess it's time. The book is silly and fun, but I'm not quite sure if it's what I'm looking for. It's on the district approved reading list, so I was thinking about teaching it next year, but I'm not sure. I'd be dropping To Kill a Mockingbird, and that just doesn't seem like an even trade. Maybe I could find time to do both. Hmmmm.... I had another work dream last night, except this one? Not so good. My students were awful. Awwwfulllll. I was so glad when I woke up and it wasn't real. They wouldn't listen, they were talking back, and I think by the end of the dream they all just left class and I didn't know where they were. And I didn't care either because they were naughty. In my end-of-year evaluation interview this year, my assistant principal said something about how I seem to have a good rapport with my students and that I never have to send students down to the office for misbehaving or for conflict with me. I wonder if he jinxed me? Maybe next year I'll get all students that hate me and won't listen. Poop.
Sean hasn't had a day off in a long time. I really would like for him to have a day off. Probably he would like for himself to have a day off much more. Not this week, though. He's working extra hours at both jobs. Blah.
Last Saturday night, Syracuse City did their fireworks. We grilled and made homemade ice cream and watched the fireworks from our backyard. It was really nice and relaxing. For the Fourth, we don't have any real plans. Sean works in the afternoon. I was going to walk in a few of the parades with some of the Democratic candidates, but I'm rethinking that. We'll see. I'm still itching for a treasure hunt. I may have to hit up the D.I. one of these days, but they're so expensive that it's hard to find a good treasure there. I need to pick up some Scrabble games. I wish Sean would stop working Saturday mornings because he is my garage sale buddy. This Saturday he has to work the morning, though, because we are seeing Montgomery Gentry out in Wendover that night. That is the last concert we'll be attending in the foreseeable future. It's been a super fun run of concerts, but my wallet needs a break and there's no one I'm dying to see that's coming right now.
Poor Josh suffers from some sort of strange form of blindness that doesn't allow him to see dirty clothes. Combined with a rare neurological condition that doesn't allow him to place clothing in the dirty clothes hamper. He will have clothes piled in front of and all around his hamper, but he can't get them actually in the hamper. Today one of his chores was to take his dirty laundry downstairs. I went into his room after he "finished" that chore... dirty clothes on his floor, in his closet, in the corner. Dirty clothes left on the stairs that fell out of the hamper. I love that boy.
I really enjoyed this post for some reason, and many of the comments were really good as well. FMH "Thoughts From Sunday School: Being Scornful" It just really resonated with me. Probably because it's something I need to work on, I guess.
In other news:
Anderson Cooper: I'm gay.
Shannon Chamberlain: Ok? And??
I realize that used to be a big scandal/shocker, but nowdays does anybody care about who's gay, really? Why is this news? Why is any celebrity gossip "news"? I really don't care who is dating whom, who is divorcing whom, who is in jail or owes child support or is a jerk to the papparazi. If I am in the mood for that type of stuff, I watch TMZ. Otherwise, don't care. I saw Cooper's gayness all over the interwebs today and wanted to get that off my chest.
I'm just finishing reading The Princess Bride for the first time. I've never seen the movie. We own it. My girls can't believe I've never seen it. I started watching it twice when I was a teenager and fell asleep both times, so I've never attempted it again. Guess it's time. The book is silly and fun, but I'm not quite sure if it's what I'm looking for. It's on the district approved reading list, so I was thinking about teaching it next year, but I'm not sure. I'd be dropping To Kill a Mockingbird, and that just doesn't seem like an even trade. Maybe I could find time to do both. Hmmmm.... I had another work dream last night, except this one? Not so good. My students were awful. Awwwfulllll. I was so glad when I woke up and it wasn't real. They wouldn't listen, they were talking back, and I think by the end of the dream they all just left class and I didn't know where they were. And I didn't care either because they were naughty. In my end-of-year evaluation interview this year, my assistant principal said something about how I seem to have a good rapport with my students and that I never have to send students down to the office for misbehaving or for conflict with me. I wonder if he jinxed me? Maybe next year I'll get all students that hate me and won't listen. Poop.
Sean hasn't had a day off in a long time. I really would like for him to have a day off. Probably he would like for himself to have a day off much more. Not this week, though. He's working extra hours at both jobs. Blah.
Last Saturday night, Syracuse City did their fireworks. We grilled and made homemade ice cream and watched the fireworks from our backyard. It was really nice and relaxing. For the Fourth, we don't have any real plans. Sean works in the afternoon. I was going to walk in a few of the parades with some of the Democratic candidates, but I'm rethinking that. We'll see. I'm still itching for a treasure hunt. I may have to hit up the D.I. one of these days, but they're so expensive that it's hard to find a good treasure there. I need to pick up some Scrabble games. I wish Sean would stop working Saturday mornings because he is my garage sale buddy. This Saturday he has to work the morning, though, because we are seeing Montgomery Gentry out in Wendover that night. That is the last concert we'll be attending in the foreseeable future. It's been a super fun run of concerts, but my wallet needs a break and there's no one I'm dying to see that's coming right now.
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