Life

So everyone knows that I love Brantley Gilbert, but most don't know that I am indeed a member of the BG Nation, his fan club.  I was thinking the other day that I should totally try to get him to play at prom, you know like Marcia Brady did with Davy Jones, and then I would get to meet him and go to the dance with him and everything.  Maybe he would play at Courtney's wedding??  Oh, hells yes.  He wouldn't be able to sing Dirt Road Anthem, though, because just the very sound of it angers Courtney for some reason.  She likes the Jason Aldean version.  I prefer the BG/Colt Ford version. Mhhmmmm.   I would like to go see him this summer when he comes with Tim McGraw, but not sure if I will.   I knew he was a song writer, but I read the other day that he won't sing anything that he doesn't write, and he only writes about things that he feels like he has experienced. Anyway.  His new song.  I enjoy the song, and I enjoy looking at him.

So I pretty much have the best visiting teacher there is, and I feel bad for everyone who isn't me.  She's my neighbor and friend, so she just generally drops by and brings me cute notepads or cookies.  Last night she brought me a super cute pastel spring-colored insulated travel mug.  She's all... I thought it was really cute and I got one for myself, too.  And I thought... well, huh, I probably shouldn't give out a coffee cup, so I didn't get that for the other lady I visit, but I thought... Shannon will like it.  I didn't know if you even drank coffee, but I figured you could put beer in it.  Ha!!  My visiting teacher brings me a coffee/beer cup.  I don't drink either one of those things, but I told her I'd fill it full of daiquiri. 

I'm excited for the Bon Jovi concert this month. 

We are in the middle of a giant demolition and renovation project at our house.  We are taking out every bit of flooring in the whole upstairs and doing some painting.  The bathrooms are being tiled, laminate wood in the kitchen, dining, family room, halls, carpet in bedrooms and stairs, and probably a little bit of carpet in the family room.  It's a pain, but it will be worth it.  So worth it. 

I feel like such a lame/non-fun mom.  I haven't done anything for Easter.  No decorating, no planning.  We are going to my mom's for dinner.  And the Easter bunny will hide candy.  That's all I know.  The thing is, when I sit down to budget, I think....  Easter has to do with Jesus, not presents and material things, so we don't need to do elaborate gifts or Easter baskets or anything.  But when it gets closer I always feel like I should be doing something more than I do.  If we color eggs and make some sugar cookies, though, I will feel like it's a success.  We'll see. 

 

Song of the Day

Today is the kind of day where I just wish they would stop the ride for a minute and let me off.  I need to catch my breath. 
 

 

March Party

March Party was held yesterday.  March Party is a celebration that we made it through January and February.  It should always be held on the first nice day of March that the partiers are available, and it should consist of outdoor activities.  We went to the batting cages and had Subway for dinner at the park.  It was a beautiful, warm day, but we were busy all day and didn't get to have our fun until afternoon/evening when it started to get chilly.  

Lexi was mad at me for something or other and wouldn't look at the camera.  

It was a fun March Party and a pretty good weekend.  Courtney, Brittney, and I went out to lunch with Curtis' mom and sister, we got bridesmaids dresses bought, did a little shopping at the mall, I read the latest Stephanie Plum novel, Sean and I did the grocery shopping, and Brittney and I went out to Salt Lake for derby practice this morning.  I let Lexi tag along, and she saw the little kids learning to skate and decided that she wants to do that, too.  Trauma, the coach that works with them, is really sweet.  She came over at the end of practice and was asking her if she wanted to skate and telling Lexi that she'll teach her how to fall the right way and how to stop, and Lexi was all over it.  We'll see.  I'm trying to talk Brittney into bouting next Sunday, but she just started practicing again, so she doesn't know if she wants to yet.  

Josh's Eye and Other Gross Stories

OK none of these stories are gross, but I hate writing titles.

I am so stressed out.  I just want to snarf up Easter candy like mad.  Good thing I don't have any in my house.  And with the way I procrastinate, I probably won't until the Saturday before Easter.

Josh had some sort of weird allergic reaction or something today that made his eye swell up almost shut.

I gave him Benadryl, but that didn't seem to help, and it started to look worse.  The doctor said it looks like it started with an allergic reaction and then got infected from him touching it or something.  I hope it feels better tomorrow.

I finished the book that my classes wrote and uploaded it to the publisher today.  I just hope it's not a disaster, because seriously?  That was a lot of work.  Hours and hours and hours.  I'm just waiting for the e-mail saying, "Yeah, this is not going to work.  You're going to have to fix this and that and buy some different software and do another thing... And pay us a bunch more."

When I was doing the book cover, my spell check told me that I had spelled "school" wrong.  It was so weird, because I wasn't spelling it wrong.  Sure made me feel stupid for a minute, though, because I thought I didn't know how to spell school.

I need to come up with a funding source to get some laptops or netbooks for debate next year so we don't have to keep paper files for extemp and foreign extemp.  I think I'll post it on donorschoose.org and then we'll see what else I can do.

We have a district-mandated common core training on literacy across the curriculum the next two Tuesdays for an hour in the morning.  They are having the English department conduct the trainings since literacy is kinda our thing, and they asked me to be one of the trainers.  I only have to present to a group of 15 or 20 faculty-- there are 5 of us doing presentations-- so it's no big deal, except for the fact that most of the "across the curriculum" folks in this equation are going to be annoyed that they are being asked to do "one more thing," even thought it's really not that big a deal.  Hopefully nobody asks me any questions I can't answer or registers a complaint that makes me want to poke them in the eye.

Had an interesting discussion with students the other day.  We were discussing the quote, "All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing."  We were talking about intervening and standing up for someone who is being bullied or picked on, and one girl raised her hand and said that it's not always a good idea to intervene because then the person might start picking on you.  She said that when she started high school, her aunt told her, "Just don't get involved.  If you see stuff going on, just stay out of it."  That's sad to me, and totally the opposite of what I teach my own kids and what I was trying to teach them.  I don't think this little girl saw my viewpoint.  When the topic of bullying comes up, so many people blame the teachers (and administrators), but kids don't do that sort of thing in front of the teachers usually.  We have to somehow teach our kids to take some ownership of the issue and to stand up for one another.  Our school actually doesn't seem to have too much of a problem with bullying and harassment  but I asked the kids to think about what kind of environment they want to go to school in, and then to take action to create that.  I think it went in one ear and out the other.  Oh well.

This week we:

• finished the round of swim lessons.  I think maybe we'll try private lessons next and see how that goes.
• had Pinewood Derby.  Josh won some and lost some, and said he had fun.
• had parent-teacher conferences for Josh and Lexi.  It was good to talk to their teachers, even though I already pretty much knew what they would tell me.
• made campground reservations for Memorial Day.

We've had some beautiful weather the last few days, and hopefully we will get a little bit more the next few days.  I'm ready to get outside a little and poke around in the flower beds.  March Party is scheduled for Monday.  So far the plan is batting cages and either grill or have a picnic.  

Braces

Josh looks like such a big boy with his braces on.  He's had a really miserable time.  His teeth hurt and it's hard to eat and he has to wear a retainer that bugs him along with the braces.  But he's starting to adjust.

Today is a perfect day for a March Party, but Sean has to work right in the middle of the day.  Perhaps a mid-week March party?  Have to check the weather.

I'm having a battle with mommy guilt.  I'm ready to do some new things and pursue some new interests that I know are going to take me away from home quite a bit, and I'm feeling guilty.  And I guess it's not all guilt.  It's also that I like to be home with my family.  I don't want to miss out on time with them.  I've been a mom for 20 years now, and I've always done things that I wanted to do along the way, but for the last 5 years or so I haven't had the energy or the time, and it put too much strain on my family to do anything extra besides work. Now I'm ready to start taking on a challenge again.  I'm really excited to coach debate next year, but I'm worried about how much time it will mean away from my family.  The season runs from September to March and you can have a tournament every weekend if you schedule yourself that heavily.  I am going to try not to do that.  But I will still be gone a lot.  Probably three times a month on Fridays and sometimes Saturdays.  They also asked me to teach CE Speech, which will require some time in meetings and stuff because it's a concurrent enrollment class with the college, so that is something I need to consider whether I want to do.  And then on Thursday my department head came and asked me if I will take over the English 10 Honors.  Our current English 10 Honors teacher does 10th and 11th, and they want to change her to just 11th.  She and the AP teacher are really great teachers, and they collaborate a lot, so I feel like I would have really great support, and it's not a totally new curriculum, just more in depth, so I guess I'll do that.  When it rains, it pours.  I guess.  I'm excited for change and challenge; I just don't want to kill myself next year and put too much hardship on my family.  Hmmmm.....

What's Up?

Our computer was down, and we finally got it back. The word processing seems to be jacked up now.  It randomly moves the cursor on me while I'm typing.  It never used to do this before.  Stupid thing. I have all kinds of projects that I started before it crashed that I now need to finish.  Starting with my taxes.  Yuck.

I sat in an IEP meeting recently where the school psychologist told the student that end-of-level tests are for the teachers and it doesn't matter if you fail them.  He seriously said that.  Then he was like, "Those tests aren't for you to worry about.  We worry about them because they make us look good."   And then he seemed to be looking to me to back him up, and I'm positive he could see that I wanted to strangle him with his own tie.  Are you kidding me?  End of level tests are used by the state to determine a school's report card, and the results are published for the community.  There is a bill before the legislature, which I'm sure will pass, that will make end of level test scores public by teacher name.  The next step within the next several years will then be to tie teacher salaries to those test results.  But please, feel free to tell my students that the test doesn't matter and they can fail it with no consequences to themselves.

Lexi finally got a haircut.  This is a big deal.  The first and last time she got a haircut, when she was like 2, she cried the whole time and wouldn't let the stylist even finish.  So I had to cut her hair at home ever since then, and it wasn't pretty.  But yesterday she finally let me take her to a salon, and she got a cute little haircut.

I got my hair done too, and I went darker this time.  Eh.  It's fine.  It'll do.

My back had been hurting really, really bad the end of last week.  I could barely walk.  Thursday I was contemplating crawling out of the building after work.    I went in to see the chiropractor that afternoon out of desperation.  I went back in today to have them tell me about the x-rays and to find out what treatment they proposed.  Almost $1000 worth of treatment, that's what.  Nope, not going to happen.  I just paid almost $1000 for Josh's braces.  I'm done spending money.  So what now?  That's the question.

It was nice to have a holiday last Monday, but it was counteracted by parent-teacher conferences.   That night lasted for a hundred hours.  It wasn't very busy, so I had a ton of time to get some things done, but every time I would look at the clock it was only 5 minutes later.  I read a book on argumentation and took some notes that I now need to transcribe into a handout for my students.  I needed to have that done today.  Didn't happen.  Stress.

I got to go up to Weber State for English Quest last Friday.  That's always fun times.  Judged lots of cute kids doing Reader's Theater, and got to know the drama teacher better.  She's from Albuquerque, too.  Got to ride the smelly school bus.  That's always a bonus.

I read an article about public breastfeeding the other day that got me all kinds of pissed off.  Some people were arguing that women shouldn't breastfeed without a cover over them, no matter how skilled at concealing it they are, because someone might glimpse a little skin.  First, don't look!  Second, you can see that much skin at a swimming pool any day of the week.  Third, don't look!  Seriously.  How hard is it to avert your eyes.  The argument was being made by many that women breastfeeding without a cover in Sacrament meeting at church are forcing the poor horny deacons (and the men in the church) to look at boobs.  Seriously?  You know how hard it is to really even see what anyone else is doing in Sacrament meeting?  You'd have to crane and strain to even see anything, let alone a little square of boob. The deacons are sitting up front with their backs to the congregation half the time, and the other half they are playing on their phones or staring at their shoes, not trying to see what moms with babies are doing halfway across the chapel.  The men can just not look.  The argument was made that it's a distraction.  Yes, many things are a distraction.  Little kids, bad comb overs, people with lettuce in their teeth, people who sing off-key... but we don't make any of them feel unwelcome.  Leave the nursing moms alone, whether they cover or don't.  They're just trying to feed their babies.

Courtney and I checked out a caterer on Saturday.  We liked the food, but didn't like the price.  Still looking.

We went to mom's house for dinner and to celebrate Eric's birthday on Sunday night.  It was fun to visit with my family, and mom made some great soup and brownies.  Katie made Superman cupcakes that were super cute.  My family rocks.  I have the cutest nieces and nephews.

The kids started back up with swim lessons this week, and Josh is getting his braces on tomorrow.  I have the opportunity to judge at a debate tournament, but I think I will pass on it.  February is almost over.  Bring on March!

February Goals:
Weight loss: fail
Bedtime: fail
Finances: mostly win

March Goals:
Be healthier (do health challenge at work)
Stick to the budget again
Have a March party

The Ides of February

Lexi and Josh both came home today with tons of candy.  Valentine's Day has sure evolved since I was a kid.  Way more candy, and some really fancy stuff with homemade cards affixed to the treat with ribbon, bottles of soda, custom valentines with the kid's picture on them, goody bags, etc.

Lexi laid in the middle of the floor and crashed after school.  Josh keeps walking by and asking me if I'm sure she's not dead.  I'm starting to worry, too.  That was at about 4:00 and it's now 7:00 and she still isn't awake.  That's really not uncommon for her, though.  She gets exhausted and there's no waking her up when she's like that.  Until bedtime.  Then she's wide awake.

Today was unremarkable bordering on grinchy, until Sean came home from work with flowers and Hawaiian food from Mo Bettah for dinner.  Mmmmm... kalua pig and macaroni salad.  He definitely saved the day.

 I'm working on our taxes.  For the first year ever, I would consider taking them to a professional.  It's not that they're all that complicated... it's just that I have a few questions that I can't seem to find a good answer on.  I spent two hours on the phone with the IRS Tuesday night trying to get an answer.  I was on hold for an hour before I finally got to the front of the line, and then it turns out they had routed me to the wrong department, so I spent another half hour on hold, then spent a half hour on the line with the representative.  I'm still not sure if I got a good answer.

I didn't watch the State of the Union for the first time in several years.  I read the highlights, and I think I agree with most things.  I disagree with him on raising the minimum wage, and I'm only cautiously on board with the gun restrictions.  I agree with increased background checks and a ban on assault weapons/large capacity magazines, but I do get nervous about gun restriction legislation.  I like his focus on manufacturing jobs and climate change, and agree with his immigration policy, I think.  I like the DREAM Act.

As I was leaving work today, the ROTC cadets were taking the flag down.  I love watching them take it down and put it up.  Watching them stand at attention.  It's moving.  I don't know why.  It just is.

I want to go on a road trip with the ultimate destination being an Eric Church concert.  That would be so fun.  Should I go to Denver, Dallas, Seattle, or Anaheim?  How can I make this happen?

There is a bill before the Utah State Legislature right now to require the state school board to develop a sex education curriculum for parents to use in teaching their kids and put it online, and it gives them no money to do so.  The bill's sponsor felt that they wouldn't need any money to do this project.  Apparently they believe that there are idle employees at the state school board just sitting around waiting for a giant project to come along?  From what I can tell, the eventual idea is to phase sex ed out of our schools altogether.  Once they get some resources developed for parents to use, they'll say that's good enough.  It makes me so angry.  Our kids deserve better.  Human anatomy and biology and reproductive systems should be a basic part of the school curriculum.  They deserve up to date and correct information, taught by professionals, hopefully supplemented by their own parents' teachings and beliefs.

My lovely cousin Katie brought up one of my favorite topics to rant about: modesty.  She brought up the oxymoron of the "sexy modest" lingerie store. Ha!  I'm with you, Katie.  The first time I saw one of those I was scratching my head.  Here's the thing... Modesty is not about covering up body parts.  Modesty is about humility and not having to be the center of attention.  It's about being appropriate to the situation.  Sometimes, many times, it is appropriate to the situation to cover up your body parts.  But showing your shoulders is not automatically immodest.  Otherwise swimsuits wouldn't be modest.  Showing your upper thighs is not immodest.  Otherwise most sports uniforms would be immodest.  Swimsuits and sports uniforms and tank tops for informal occasions in the summer and fancy sleeveless/spaghetti strapped evening gowns are some situations where showing shoulders is perfectly acceptable to the situation in my opinion.  Funerals and court appearances and church and school are situations where sleeveless shirts are not so appropriate.  Anyway, I'm not really sure how any lingerie can be immodest, and I'm not sure how you can be sexy without calling attention to yourself.   Meaning, it is appropriate for one to the be center of attention in the bedroom, and there really isn't a whole lot you could wear in your own bedroom that would be inappropriate.  So what exactly is "sexy modest" lingerie?   Same with "modest wedding gowns."  That always makes me laugh.  The bride is supposed to be the center of attention on her wedding day.  She is supposed to stand out.  Why should she have to be modest?  It's all about her.  She may choose to cover her shoulders or have sleeves or no sleeves or show off some cleavage or not... but a sleeveless dress is every bit as "appropriate to the situation" as a dress with sleeves.   To me, a modest bridal gown conjures up an image of just a plain white dress that doesn't call attention to itself in any way.  OK lecture over.

I'm going to be coaching the debate team at my school starting next year, and the more I find out about what's involved, the more  I wonder what I've gotten myself into.  I love debate, and I wouldn't have taken the job if I didn't think I'd enjoy it, but it's very time intensive, and that's something I've avoided the last few years.  The season goes all the way from fall to spring, and there are tournaments all the time, all over the state.  But I'm going to keep things as simple as possible while still making sure they have the opportunities they need.  

Well, time for Valentine sugar cookies, again courtesy of Sean.  This day definitely took a turn for the better.