Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Birthdays
Today was a day I don't want to repeat. Parts of it were good, but Josh and Lexi were mentally exhausting. Josh woke up super hyper, which means that for most of the day he'd be bouncing off the walls, pulling Lexi along with him, then he'd either get too wild and hurt her, or he'd start teasing her, and either way she'd scream. I deserve a medal for not losing my mind or smacking anyone.
Brittney turned the big 16 this month. With Halloween and several of her friends also having birthdays, it seems like it was one big party for a few weeks. She had a Halloween party at our house, one at a friend's house, several friends' birthday parties-- one at a hotel-- was taken out to dinner by friends, a party at grandma's house, presents and pie at home... Hopefully it was a pretty good birthday.
Courtney took the little guys to the Treehouse Children's Museum last week. They thought that place was pretty cool.
Lexi was sick last week. That was a special kind of fun. Diabetes makes everything such a party. She had no appetite, which caused her blood sugar to go low, which caused her not to be able to have insulin, which caused ketones to build up. She had a moderate level of ketones in the middle of the night the first night, and that's scary to me as someone new dealing with this. She wouldn't eat so I could give her insulin, and she finally drifted off to sleep, so I was like... do I wake her up and try to make her eat or can I wait and let her sleep finally? So I called up to Primary Children's to ask for some advice from the on-call doctor. She was not very happy to be awake, it seems. But I wasn't very happy to be awake either. I never knew we'd have so much in common. No one else has been sick yet. Crossing fingers.
Josh's birthday was today. Eight years old. That's so hard to believe. He wanted donuts for dessert instead of cake, so I bought him a giant donut. But I didn't let him eat it all. Fun sucker.
Brittney cut her own bangs today. I think she looks cute. She thinks she looks like Mr. Spock.
This is a short week at work and school. Something to be thankful for, right there. Last week wore me out, but Friday in particular. Somehow I got dragged into dramas that were not mine. Why? Why me? One class told me about something that was said in another of their classes that offended them, and that needed to be dealt with, so I spent some time tracking that down and telling the other teacher what these students had heard so she could deal with it. Then I ended up spending over an hour after school trying to help sort out a drama between three of my students who aren't all even in the same class of mine, but two of them came to me with it, so I had to see it through. I just want to teach some English, yo. I gave my students an article to read about Occupy Wall Street and then they had to write some stuff, and some of them are just so clueless it kills me. It was really straigtforward, I thought. One of my students was all... I don't even know what I just read about. Like, I don't even really understand what taxes are. And I was like... Just... No. Just go back under your rock and think about Jersey Shore and Teen Mom for awhile while the rest of us talk. Yeah, that's how great a teacher I am. No, I explained it all as basically as I could, but it just wears me out.
Sean has been working on the go-cart he is building for Josh. I wish he had taken some before and after pictures. He's kind of pretty amazing. He bought an engine that needed a complete overhaul at a yard sale for $10. He's systematically gone through and rebuilt it, and I think he finally got it running the way he wants it tonight. So now he's on to the frame. The engine could sell easily for $150 now, so I said sell it and buy Josh an Xbox or PS3, but Josh said he wanted the go-cart. Bummer. It's hard to break your arm or crack your head open playing an Xbox. He's going to have to wear a motorcycle helmet and full body armor before I feel good about this.
Brittney turned the big 16 this month. With Halloween and several of her friends also having birthdays, it seems like it was one big party for a few weeks. She had a Halloween party at our house, one at a friend's house, several friends' birthday parties-- one at a hotel-- was taken out to dinner by friends, a party at grandma's house, presents and pie at home... Hopefully it was a pretty good birthday.
Courtney took the little guys to the Treehouse Children's Museum last week. They thought that place was pretty cool.
Lexi was sick last week. That was a special kind of fun. Diabetes makes everything such a party. She had no appetite, which caused her blood sugar to go low, which caused her not to be able to have insulin, which caused ketones to build up. She had a moderate level of ketones in the middle of the night the first night, and that's scary to me as someone new dealing with this. She wouldn't eat so I could give her insulin, and she finally drifted off to sleep, so I was like... do I wake her up and try to make her eat or can I wait and let her sleep finally? So I called up to Primary Children's to ask for some advice from the on-call doctor. She was not very happy to be awake, it seems. But I wasn't very happy to be awake either. I never knew we'd have so much in common. No one else has been sick yet. Crossing fingers.
Josh's birthday was today. Eight years old. That's so hard to believe. He wanted donuts for dessert instead of cake, so I bought him a giant donut. But I didn't let him eat it all. Fun sucker.
Brittney cut her own bangs today. I think she looks cute. She thinks she looks like Mr. Spock.
This is a short week at work and school. Something to be thankful for, right there. Last week wore me out, but Friday in particular. Somehow I got dragged into dramas that were not mine. Why? Why me? One class told me about something that was said in another of their classes that offended them, and that needed to be dealt with, so I spent some time tracking that down and telling the other teacher what these students had heard so she could deal with it. Then I ended up spending over an hour after school trying to help sort out a drama between three of my students who aren't all even in the same class of mine, but two of them came to me with it, so I had to see it through. I just want to teach some English, yo. I gave my students an article to read about Occupy Wall Street and then they had to write some stuff, and some of them are just so clueless it kills me. It was really straigtforward, I thought. One of my students was all... I don't even know what I just read about. Like, I don't even really understand what taxes are. And I was like... Just... No. Just go back under your rock and think about Jersey Shore and Teen Mom for awhile while the rest of us talk. Yeah, that's how great a teacher I am. No, I explained it all as basically as I could, but it just wears me out.
Sean has been working on the go-cart he is building for Josh. I wish he had taken some before and after pictures. He's kind of pretty amazing. He bought an engine that needed a complete overhaul at a yard sale for $10. He's systematically gone through and rebuilt it, and I think he finally got it running the way he wants it tonight. So now he's on to the frame. The engine could sell easily for $150 now, so I said sell it and buy Josh an Xbox or PS3, but Josh said he wanted the go-cart. Bummer. It's hard to break your arm or crack your head open playing an Xbox. He's going to have to wear a motorcycle helmet and full body armor before I feel good about this.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
October
I love this little guy, but he's getting to be not such a little guy any more. :(
Well. Many things have happened in the last few weeks. Nothing juicy. Just life.
The Trace Adkins concert was so much fun. I might by tickets again for next year. They're pretty pricey, but I think it was worth it. He sang all his fun songs, and he sang "You're Gonna Miss This" which of course made me cry. I tried. I didn't wanna. But I did.
Sean and Josh went deer hunting two weekends in a row. They had fun and didn't shoot anything but cans and bottles. Win-win.
I found some cute pictures on Sean's phone of the fishing trip he took with Josh, his dad, Steve, and Steve's boys.
Brittney had a Halloween party at our house Saturday night. They had lots of fun from the sound of things. We carved pumpkins Sunday and then did trick-or-treat on Monday. Nice weather this year for a change.
Went to a derby meeting tonight. O-Town Derby Dames is merging with Junction City Roller Dolls, so now the juniors will be merging with the Doll House Wreckers. We'll see how it all plays out. There's been a lot of drama, so I'm just hoping things will settle down and we can get some of the kinks figured out.
I decided that I need to make a whole blog just dedicated to my social awkwardness and the dumb things I say. So here are the 3 latest "doh" moments off the top of my head:
At derby tonight one of the skaters (Your Mom) walked by and stopped to talk and she said, "You are beautiful." OK, I am not beautiful, and no one has ever told me that I am. That just doesn't happen to me, so I looked at her, and then I looked around, and I was trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about or who she was talking to. I figured I must have heard her wrong and she was talking about someone else. So I'm sitting there with this "duh" expression, and then she said something about Brittney and I are beautiful and we look alike, and I stammered out a "thank you that's a compliment to me," and felt like an idiot. Ha! Brittney and I were laughing so hard after about how awkward I felt. I hate when people tell my girls they look like me. I'm thrilled, but I don't think they really like it. It's not such a compliment to them, yk?
Next, a co-worker was talking about her pending divorce and what a butthead her husband is being. I wasn't really in on the conversation, but was aware of what it was about. She asked me how I was doing, and I said I was exhausted, and we were commiserating. And then I said something like... But, you know, I'm just grateful for my life. Life is good, right? And then I just felt stupid because life isn't good for her right now. Blah.
OK one more... I made an appointment with a clinic up at UofU to have my eyes checked out and find out why I get a stabbing pain in them almost every day. Since it's UofU they collect stats on their patients and she asked me what my ethnicity is. I said.... Um, white? Like, you know, just normal, regular, whatever... Aack! I didn't mean to say that being white is normal and regular and other ethnicities are not normal and not regular! So then I felt like I needed to explain myself but luckily I just shut up and didn't embarass myself further. I just shouldn't speak I think.
Courtney just started a new job, so I never see her anymore. Boo.
City council elections are next week. Two buzz words that automatically make me not want to vote for a candidate: anything about protecting personal rights/freedoms and anything about values or family values. I find that their values/family values aren't the same as mine usually. The "protecting your rights" candidate came by, so I asked him what he meant by that. He said that he would work to secure our personal property rights. Like, for example, he told me that it's against the law in our city to string a clothesline in your backyard, and he thought that was ridiculous. Sure, it may sound silly at first, until you think about it. I don't want to look out my window and see my neighbor's undies flapping in the breeze. Clotheslines are often ugly, and that's what they're protecting against. I just wanted to ask him if he was really upset because he couldn't dry his laundry outside (he has 5 kids... pretty sure not) or if he's just upset for the sake of being upset. We've had so many problems with the house next door to us and been grateful for city ordinances that protect us as property owners living next to it.
So glad tomorrow is Friday. Brittney's birthday! Yay!
Well. Many things have happened in the last few weeks. Nothing juicy. Just life.
The Trace Adkins concert was so much fun. I might by tickets again for next year. They're pretty pricey, but I think it was worth it. He sang all his fun songs, and he sang "You're Gonna Miss This" which of course made me cry. I tried. I didn't wanna. But I did.
Sean and Josh went deer hunting two weekends in a row. They had fun and didn't shoot anything but cans and bottles. Win-win.
I found some cute pictures on Sean's phone of the fishing trip he took with Josh, his dad, Steve, and Steve's boys.
Brittney had a Halloween party at our house Saturday night. They had lots of fun from the sound of things. We carved pumpkins Sunday and then did trick-or-treat on Monday. Nice weather this year for a change.
Went to a derby meeting tonight. O-Town Derby Dames is merging with Junction City Roller Dolls, so now the juniors will be merging with the Doll House Wreckers. We'll see how it all plays out. There's been a lot of drama, so I'm just hoping things will settle down and we can get some of the kinks figured out.
I decided that I need to make a whole blog just dedicated to my social awkwardness and the dumb things I say. So here are the 3 latest "doh" moments off the top of my head:
At derby tonight one of the skaters (Your Mom) walked by and stopped to talk and she said, "You are beautiful." OK, I am not beautiful, and no one has ever told me that I am. That just doesn't happen to me, so I looked at her, and then I looked around, and I was trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about or who she was talking to. I figured I must have heard her wrong and she was talking about someone else. So I'm sitting there with this "duh" expression, and then she said something about Brittney and I are beautiful and we look alike, and I stammered out a "thank you that's a compliment to me," and felt like an idiot. Ha! Brittney and I were laughing so hard after about how awkward I felt. I hate when people tell my girls they look like me. I'm thrilled, but I don't think they really like it. It's not such a compliment to them, yk?
Next, a co-worker was talking about her pending divorce and what a butthead her husband is being. I wasn't really in on the conversation, but was aware of what it was about. She asked me how I was doing, and I said I was exhausted, and we were commiserating. And then I said something like... But, you know, I'm just grateful for my life. Life is good, right? And then I just felt stupid because life isn't good for her right now. Blah.
OK one more... I made an appointment with a clinic up at UofU to have my eyes checked out and find out why I get a stabbing pain in them almost every day. Since it's UofU they collect stats on their patients and she asked me what my ethnicity is. I said.... Um, white? Like, you know, just normal, regular, whatever... Aack! I didn't mean to say that being white is normal and regular and other ethnicities are not normal and not regular! So then I felt like I needed to explain myself but luckily I just shut up and didn't embarass myself further. I just shouldn't speak I think.
Courtney just started a new job, so I never see her anymore. Boo.
City council elections are next week. Two buzz words that automatically make me not want to vote for a candidate: anything about protecting personal rights/freedoms and anything about values or family values. I find that their values/family values aren't the same as mine usually. The "protecting your rights" candidate came by, so I asked him what he meant by that. He said that he would work to secure our personal property rights. Like, for example, he told me that it's against the law in our city to string a clothesline in your backyard, and he thought that was ridiculous. Sure, it may sound silly at first, until you think about it. I don't want to look out my window and see my neighbor's undies flapping in the breeze. Clotheslines are often ugly, and that's what they're protecting against. I just wanted to ask him if he was really upset because he couldn't dry his laundry outside (he has 5 kids... pretty sure not) or if he's just upset for the sake of being upset. We've had so many problems with the house next door to us and been grateful for city ordinances that protect us as property owners living next to it.
So glad tomorrow is Friday. Brittney's birthday! Yay!
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