Momma On the Move

Productive Weekend

2009-04-04T19:18:00.000-07:00

The chaos that consumes us is the bathroom remodel, and like any other home improvement one project leads to a list. This weekend found me home on Friday for Conference Exchange day. My mom and I tackled cleaning out the old insulation from the attic and then putting in new fresh pink insulation. We also primed the walls and painted the bathroom; waiting for Mike to come and hang the vanity early next week. We've covered the attic floor with wood to make a new storage area for our stuff.

Between the sweat we've found time to go to the Zoo and enjoy the one nice day amongst the cold and possible upcoming snow! Productive weekends feel good and I'm hoping to get in one good restful day; especially when the bathroom is finished.

I Really Thought I Was Trying!

2009-03-25T17:46:00.000-07:00

Again I find myself beginning a blog with the disclaimer that "I am happy to be living where I'm living and I am happy for the help my family offers me".

Today was a difficult day amongst an emotionally difficult week. You know how some weeks can be emotionally difficult for yourself or you can find yourself drained emotionally because you are worried about another person. The latter has been my week. A close friend of mine made a big mistake and got caught. A DUI! Not a good thing, not something I'm proud of for them, but reality and it happens. I've worked hard to help this friend out this week, with driving, a listening ear, a shoulder to lean on, advice, and even leading difficult discussions. It's been hard but it's been something that I've wanted to do. I've done it because I've wanted to not because I wanted a Thank you or anything else in return. Within this process things at home and even with other friends has become tense. My mind is focused on work, B, and this friend. My focus has caused me to forget some of my other obligations, such as picking up dog food and editing a paper. The absence of completing these duties was not out of a lack of concern or thinking they lacked importance, it was out of plan old forgetfulness.
My mother has decided that these two task show my lack of concern for family and my selfishness of "requiring" family to support me but not offering up my time or energy in return. I'm deeply hurt by her words. I keep telling myself she's just over exhausted because of an extra crazy work schedule and isn't thinking straight or clear. But seriously, does she really think I'm that selfish? Do I really not do for others?
I'm in tears; thinking I'm trying so hard to be a good single mom, raise a good stable young man, be a reliable and available sister, be a grateful daughter, be a dependable and hardworking principal, and a solid friend to the people I care about all without forgetting to take care of me and breathe. I'm at a loss. I'm babbling. I don't know what to do differently or how to change her perception of me. Goodness I just need a hug! These times of frustration amplify my desire to not be alone...to share in some of these jobs....to have someone to hug me when I need it. Oh how this blog has crossed many issues! WHAT AN EVENING!!!!

Judy and Fred

2009-03-16T07:01:00.000-07:00

Well it's been a long winter in our household for the dogs. They were certainly affected by the severe cold we experienced in the Ohio area. In order to be good conscious owners both my mom and I decided to allow their fur to grow in the hopes that it would be enough warmth (no crazy sweaters for our pups)!

Now that we are approaching spring and the fur has started floating across the wood floors a hair cut was needed for both of our four legged guys. So Jack and Fritz were off to the groomer. They returned with SUPER short cuts. Apparently, Jack in particular, had a bunch of matting.

Brogen entered the house, paused, and took a double take. He turned to Nana with a perplexed look. Her immediate response was "Jack and Fritz left us, I went and got Judy and Fred". We are still questioning if B knows that this name change is a joke, but he is very insistent on calling the four legged friends Judy and Fred! It's hilarious! He is adamant telling anyone who walks through the front door and greats the dogs with "Hey Jack" or "Hey Fritz" that those are new dogs with new names!

Duh!!!!! Can't you tell they look different!
And we adults stand by wondering if the he is playing along with the joke or really believes us!

A Breath of Fresh Air!

2009-03-08T18:04:00.001-07:00

What a beautiful weekend! The temperature rose to the mid seventies, the sun peeked out between the grey clouds every once in a while, and the breeze lets us believe that the spring was blowing in! How nice it was to get outside with B for some outdoor play. We spent several hours at the Zoo. He's actually starting to notice the animals instead of purely running to the train and toy shop. His most favorite part is using the map, directing me to all the different animals, as I silently breath a sigh of relief that he will have some sense of direction! We also spent several hours on "big wheel road trips" while mommy followed on foot. It was my yet another realization of how big he is getting! He can actually pedal, direct the big wheel, and go down hills as compared to last spring...him sitting and whining while I walked ahead wishing he could keep up! Now I find myself wishing he'd slow down so I could make sure he doesn't dart into the city street. My how things have changed. What's to come? :)

I Must Be Out of My Mind!

2009-03-06T18:44:00.000-08:00

So my goal in life, well the one at the moment that has not been accomplished, is to find "the one"! So it's apparent by my previous "dating" patterns have not only been less than successful but have also been destructive to my self-esteem as well. So a couple of my girl friends who sit in similar "boat" as I am got together and decided to do a book study on dating. We're working through the book "Love In 90 Days".

I've learned that I do not make myself open to men. So I've been focused on saying hello and smiling more....lol instead of looking at them like "what do you want?". I've also have been attempting to accept dates from men I may have not previously been attracted to. It's silly but amazing that I really am feeling better about myself as more men smile back or speak. The book recommends dating in threes, meaning trying to date more than one guy at a time. This method apparently, I haven't accomplished that, keeps one from obsessing over a guy, or giving him so much attention that he runs!

Tonight we were out to dinner and it struck me our waiter was handsome, fun, good with the boys, and a hard worker. I blew caution to the wind and left my number. The note said: "You have a great smile and are such a harder worker. I'd be interested in chatting sometime." I signed it, left my number, and then honestly my sanity came back and I ran for sheer embarrassment. So will he call? I don't know, but what I do know is that I made a step. A step in the direction of "why wouldn't he want my number I'm a catch"! A step away from hibernating away for fear of rejection. So if he (Anthony) calls great, if he doesn't...his loss.....RIGHT!?

Bed Time Funnies!

2009-03-04T05:46:00.000-08:00

B has been such a handful when the sun goes down. It is very obvious to me that he loves to distract me from and prolong the process as often as possible. Some evenings I'm just too tired to fight it other nights I feel like I could conquer anything he would throw at me!

Last night was a "I'm going to hold strong night". We took a calming bath, read 5 books (one for each of his years and one to grown on)! We sang a song and I rubbed his back for 5 min. (which felt like 20). I quietly stood up to go about my business and the kid started into a heart throbbing sad cry. He began a monologue about wanting a brofer and sisfer! He was adamant that his bed "stinks" not as in smells bad but as in "sucks". I explained in an oh so calm voice that only God can send us brothers and sisters, and maybe we should pray for that to happen. My son becomes quiet for a moment and then the sobbing begins again. "Mom I don't know how to pray for that!" I rub his back and say well you just ask God for what you want and then he'll work on it. So B begins "God, I want a brofer and sisfer. I want them to sweep with me cause my bed stinks" He pauses, rolls over to me, and says "Well where are they?"
Dear oh dear, I did not expect for him to think that a new brother or sister would just appear. So my heart ached, after I of coarse told him he should tell Nana what he prayed for! HA, she probably had a heart attack! I invited B to sleep in my bed and told him I knew he was lonely. So we cuddled. What happened to "I will hold strong"? Who knows, but damn we slept great.

I awoke this morning to a four year old with no pj pants or underwear on. I questioned him "B, why don't you have any pants on?" He replied very matter of fact, "Cause when my penis gets tall I have to play with it". Stunned I stutter "Oh, okay". How is one to respond to that? He kills me! It's all I can do not to laugh!

My new addiction!

2009-01-31T10:02:00.000-08:00

So January has brought about many surprises. The start of the year in the hospital with the dog bite, B being sick for a little over a week, B's birthday, my stomach virus, Nana's birthday, and four snow days to round out the month. It's been crazy. Needless to say my "Resolutions" have not been off to a smashing start. Walking has been slim due to illness and extreme low temps and ice storms. The Doctorate has been put off until next year due to deadlines. the time spent at home during this cold weather has brought me to enjoy "Face book". I swore I'd never do it...and now I'm glad I am! I've reconnected with friends from my past. We've had fun reminding each other of stories and events that either of us had forgotten, we've planned to reconnect for dinner, we're planning on getting our kids together for play dates! It's fun!! It's also fun to see pics that people I talk with frequently post. Bantering back and forth on each others walls is entertaining as well. Additionally I'm addicted to a couple of the games like Sudoku, Who Has The Biggest Brain, and Scramble. Now I'm searching for a balance between life and face book; work and face book; breathing/blinking and face book! Wish me luck and I'd love to see you on my friends list (if you dare)!

Be careful what you wish for!

2009-01-26T01:09:00.000-08:00

So for those of you who aren't clear, B and I live with my parents for the time being. Although the set up is amazing and helpful the quarters are tight; which involves the two of us sharing a bedroom. He's been very restless as far as sleeping goes and I've been wishing for a "break".
Nana, granted my wish! She and B went to Dayton to visit Granny Great for four days. Of coarse I missed the lil fella but truth be told I was stoked! I was ready to run free, even if that did mean working-out after work, going to the grocery alone, or not watching Sponge-Bob.
No kidding as soon as the two of them hit I-75 I started coming down with a NASTY stomach virus. The kind where you are thankful that you don't have a grandiose bathroom. I pushed through work on Thursday and Friday...thinking just make it until 4 and then you can rest. HAHAHAHAHa
Friday, around 1 a student of ours had a major behavioral meltdown. This episode lasted until 3:30, before we decided we needed to call 911. Seriously, no family member would get in touch with us, not even after 15 calls. As the ambulance rolled in to take him I suddenly realized that I was on, as far as being the District Representative. Yes, my friends I had to ride in the Ambulance to the hospital. This poor 10 year old had no, I repeat NO, family show up. I in good conscious couldn't leave him, especially after he looked me dead in the eyes and said "Ms. W, you aren't gonna leave me here alone are you?" So I sat. I sat with this boy as he weaved in and out of crisis. I sat as we waited for the hospital to decide if he needed to be admitted to the Children's Mental Facility. At 11, yes 7 hours after I thought I would be resting, the hospital admitted him and I was no longer allowed to stay. (a fact that I was almost thankful for)
So the way I figure it, I asked for a "break" from my own son but by default gained the work of another mother, one who apparently needed a break too. The end to my week made me thankful for the time and energy that B takes up because he so healthy, happy, and loving. Spending time, even if it is battling bed time wars is so much easier and pleasant than taking on someone else's issues. Please remind me of that the next time I'm looking for a "break".
As for me and the virus....well it hung around all weekend and I've planned to take Monday off. Tuesday I should be rip roarin' ready to go!

The Birthday Party

2009-01-18T22:34:00.000-08:00

Today, as far as B is concerned is the day that he turned to 4. Nana and grandpa made a airplane cake. Uncle Kel and Catee, Uncle Ben and Aunt Megan came over for a dinner. We opened presents and spent a quick quality time. B opened clothes; not exactly his favorite but necessary for his upcoming trip. He got a fantastic spider man lamp, hot wheels town, and a transformer. His little hands didn't know what to grab first but he was a happy guy. As I put him to bed he said "Mom I love my birthday." Was it because he felt special or because he got gifts. Either way he's cute and 4! Where does time go?

Is There Enough Room?

2009-01-09T18:13:00.000-08:00

Just so I can remember how sweet some of the things that B says:

1. At 2:00 am; "Mommy is there enough room for me?" as he asks to sleep in my bed.

2. "Mommy will you do me a "favorite"?" (means: will you do me a favorite)

3. No fanks

4. "Mommy you know what I'm thinkin you thinkin?" "Do ya?"

B - There will always be room for you with me! As we approach your 4th Birthday I remember how far you've come. As I see your long legs climb up on the furniture I remember you curled up in my arms at the hospital. I not only cherish the moments we have had but look forward to the places we'll be going together.

I Love you!

Welcome 2009!

2009-01-06T06:19:00.000-08:00

Before the new year arrived I like many people sat down and made a plan for the upcoming year. the difference between this year and previous years is that I'm making a plan not a resolution! We'll see if that makes a difference.
1. I'm planning on walking another 1/2 marathon in the spring.
2. I'm planning to prepare to start the 2010 year off with a full marathon.
3. I'm planning on applying for a Doctorate program.
(I think that's enough for personal planning)

So how did it all start off. Well my plans are in action and my training is on the go. The rest of life however flopped!

On January 1 B was bitten by our neighbors dog. The bite is on his face and is rather ugly. We spent several hours in the Emergency Room. We left with stitches, lots of antibiotics, and an exhausted family. He seems to be recovering well, although the medicine regime is difficult. We've met with "the dog" and forgave her. All is working back towards happy!

January 2 left me sitting at a dinner table (in public) all alone. It's called being stood up for a blind date. I haven't heard the reason yet, and maybe I really don't want to. I'm not nearly as devastated today as I was that evening; however I did stay and eat the meal. I was impressed that I didn't run...growth is a beautiful thing.

Even though the first two days of 2009 brought not so fun surprises I'm feeling good about the upcoming year!

Santa Called!

2008-12-23T17:28:00.000-08:00

Many of my post have shared how much talking B does. Well tonight was the most quiet, even during sleeping that I've heard him be! Santa called! From the North Pole non-the-less! The caller ID said North Pole. The man's voice was nothing but genuine. He even knew B's name! What a treat.

B stood in one spot, swaying back and forth and grinning from ear to ear! He continuously smiled at me while nodding his head at every word he heard. B reports that Santa said that he will come when we are sleeping, that the elves are working hard, and that he's gonna bring B "cool stuff". Well isn't that dandy!

I Absolutly Love This!

2008-12-20T15:58:00.001-08:00

Typically I don't have a problem talking about things (writing in this forum), however I can't find the correct words to describe how much I love watching the joy, spirit, and positive excitement of my son this season. So please excuse the random ramblings of this entry!
Every little corner, day or night, brings an exciting new something to talk about. The lights, the mystery, the family. He's running of room to room asking about every little ornament, candle, and decoration. He talks to anyone about Santa, Jesus, and parties.
This evening we had some time at home alone. I needed to spend some moments cleaning for our Family Christmas Party tomorrow morning. I wanted to clean the floors and set the table. He was so ginger when walking across the floor, even after it dried. He ran around the circle table setting the plates and silverware in their proper place. (NOTE: I'm not implying that he's a genius; I was telling him...but still he WANTED to help)! He's saying cute things like "mommy if we go to sleep Santa will come" and "can you sing that "Chwistmas" song again?". He's tickled pink with the gifts people give him, even the smallest thing. I love him for all of this! I love being his mom! I'm feeling very blessed, very happy, very calm, and pleased that 2008 has brought me to these moments and feelings!

Tis the Season

2008-12-14T18:28:00.000-08:00

Well it's here! The pressure cooker of excitement! The anticipation of seeing Santa on every corner. The love of lights, chocolates, and mysterious gifts that randomly appear!

We've begun a couple of weeks ago looking for the all the Holiday events. We've enjoyed spending time with family and friends. The Festival of Lights at the Zoo was great; especially through the eyes of an almost 4 year old. You would have thought we'd never rode the train before. His eyes wouldn't' blink when he spoke with the Talking Christmas White Tigers. The 4-D movie of Polar Express was way on the top of the excitement factor. We've seen trains, trees, ice skating rinks.

I'm enjoying the excitement; at least when it doesn't involve the typical child meltdown. I'm looking forward to the fun games to come. Like the Gibbs in NC! They have a contest in the car each year where they see who can find the most flame head decorations (you know the candle sticks with big flames that people decorate their yard with). I tried to wiggle my way into this game by calling out all the candy canes; but it's not the same when you're not in the car with people who want/are playing with you! B doesn't know it but this game is in our future and I'M GOING TO BE THE WINNER! :0

May your holiday events bring smiles to your face and warmth to your heart!

Forced Family Fun

2008-12-01T17:39:00.000-08:00

Well we did it; our "Forced Family Fun" trip was a success. Granny took my Aunt Di, cousin Le, my Mom, Megan, and myself to Grand Ole' Opry! We stayed in the Cascades. The holiday decorations were absolutely gorgeous. I could have stayed and enjoyed them for at least two more nights. We saw the Rockettes and went to the ICE exhibit. ICE was unbelievable from an artistic point of view. The entire story of "The Grinch" was told completely in ice sculptures. There was even a 20 foot slide made out of ice. We all went down...even 88 year old Granny. The best part was just laughing and having fun. We took a "million" pictures of Granny (who hates the camera) for our gag gift exchange at Christmas. It was hilarious when she caught on to what were were doing; but you could tell she loved the attention.

B stayed home with Grandpa and Unc Kelen. I'm sure he had enough McD's to last him at least a month. Lord knows he didn't ask to eat there tonight. He is however punishing me for my absence! He's laying on the floor when told it's time to go, he's announcing that he is going to throw-up every four minutes, he's developed a skill of sticking his tongue out at me in irritation or disdain (my backhand is getting better as well). I finally broke down and sang "Santa Clause is Comin' To Town"...do you think that might help. I've taken away toys, banned TV, I just keep grasping at straws to find something...anything...that will convince him to be well behaved. I know he's only 3 but in my profession you see how quickly things can turn!
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Keep us in your prayers....only one of us may make it through December!

*Side note: He said to me today....."Mom stop singing. I just can't take it any longer!" REALLY?!!! Where did he get that!!!!!!????????

What has gotten into him?

2008-11-21T04:27:00.000-08:00

Seriously, I know everyday is different and I know you have to teach things to your child non-stop but B is almost 4, why is he now trying to BITE his TEACHER? Unbelievable, I thought many of our issues were due to his loss of hearing but that's fixed now. His "listening ears" have improved but for goodness sake....BITING?

I walked him into class this morning and Ms. Rosanna says "Oh, mom, I forgot to tell you that the other day I asked B to help clean up and he refused. When I sent him to timeout he ran over and tried to bite me!"

First, why didn't she tell me this the day of. What can I do now? Second, I want to beat his bottom...he knows we don't bite! I can conceptualize that he was angry, but that's not an excuse. GRRRRRR what do I say if anything at this point?

In addition, Ms. Rosanna then turns to another student and says and I'm upset with your daddy too. He threw all your papers in the trash without reading or looking at them. They are important. Well, I agree the papers are important but why would you tell a child that kind of information.

Got to run to a meeting! :)

Cute Question

2008-11-19T10:22:00.000-08:00

So B was a bit concerned last night that I didn't pick him up from school or come home before he was in bed. If you're a reader of all of the blog you know that's because of the PTA meeting that was called last night. So this morning my little guy crawls up into bed at 4:30 and feels on my face to make sure it's "mom". Then he says "Good Morning Mommy! You weren't home last night. What do Principals do?"

At 4:30 that's a REALLY good question. How do you answer that in toddler ease? Me? I said "Well I teach students how to behave at school. I help teachers learn to teach better, and I talk with Mommies and Daddies." He seemed satisfied and then broke into song and a dissertation about how much he loves his teacher.

"Goin' on a Bear Hunt! I"M NOT SCARED!" and "Moon, moon, moon" and the "Circle Time Song". So maybe I won't have an athlete maybe he'll be a singer! Either way I can be confident that asking questions won't be something he struggles with!

A Couple of Things

2008-11-18T19:19:00.000-08:00

1. Will I be able to finish the 10K Thanksgiving Day Race? Who knows. My legs are itching to get out and walk and I know time should never be an excuse but I just haven't been able to get it all done. Being a mom and this new job are about all I can handle. I hope things will soon feel more normal so I can get back into the "step" of things!

2. A PTA meeting that last until 9:45? Seriously, don't these people know I try and get up between 4:30 and 5! No wonder I can't get the walks in....I've got to sleep! (NO!!! I'm not even taking naps during the day, shit I'm not even getting to eat lunch)

3. When will the phrase "those people" be eliminated! I felt like I was back during the days of segregation tonight. Quotes from parents tonight: "We don't want those Kids here" meaning kids from other neighborhoods that are primarily black AND the students diagnosed Emotionally Disturbed.

4. When will people understand that mental illness isn't something that people request or want to have? Why do some of these teachers think their students with Mental Illness are misbehaving because they are just bad? It's so much deeper than that. So much more!

I'm sure this makes no sense but I had to jot it down so my brain would shut off and I could fall asleep!!
Good Night!!

Another crazy week

2008-11-10T08:39:00.000-08:00

B had new ear tubes put in last week. He clearly recovered quicker than me. He woke up ready to go. Me I was spent from quietly stressing about his safety. The procedure really was as easy as they say. He was up and bounding around as soon as we got home. He did however make a huge throw-up mess at 10:30 pm. I was glad I took the next day off! We're good though. We, okay I, rested all weekend and felt like myself this morning! Haven't felt this rested in over a month. The job change has been full of fast paced stress and I'm still adjusting. Trying to give myself some slack to adjust. I've decided that I won't comment on liking or disliking the job until after B's birthday in January. That should be sufficient time to get the real feel of things.
Hope all is well in "reader" land!

Miss Elizabeth

2008-11-03T15:59:00.000-08:00

She's here! We welcomed Elizabeth to the USA on Friday night. She is extremely shy but clearly loves her dads! What a precious, long awaited gifted. I hope someday I'll be able to share with her how much she is loved and how much she was wanted. The strides that were taken to make sure she could be with her family seemed arduous at the time but so worth it to see her smile and climb into Ed's lap!
She arrived (at 2 1/2 years of age) still using a bottle and eating only baby food. That sounds like it will be the first hurdle; switching her over to food. She's still in diapers but clearly knows when to let you know when she is wet. She speaks Spanish but understands English. It is clear that she likes to watch people and then mock the skills they demonstrated! I can't wait to see how long it takes her to adapt to our "princess" like US customs!
Ed will be back at work tomorrow. I wonder how hard it will be to leave her? I remember that first day leaving B at the sitter; but he was so tiny. I wonder how Ed will react to having her be at home without him....he's waited so long I can't believe that it wouldn't' be hard to leave her; not even for a second.

Today is also a special day because Miss AJ is 4 years old! We hear you are so big and got rid of your binki! Congrats on this accomplishment! We love you!!!!!!

Elizabeth is on her way!!!

2008-10-25T16:31:00.000-07:00

We just got a call on Thursday night and Ed is scheduled to pick Elizabeth up this week! He'll leave on Monday morning and return on Friday night! Her official Cincinnati arrival will forever be on Halloween! We are a flurry filling out final paperwork, getting things notarized, and just plain old excited!!!!! Ed will be able to see her as soon as he arrives and she will spend all of the week with him, but if all goes well the adoption will be officially complete on Thursday evening. Keep them in your thoughts and prayers as anything goes in Guatemala!

And yes, this means I will be all alone in running the building all of this week. Who would have thought they'd leave me in charge so soon.....NOT ME!!! :)

Fine Dinning

2008-10-24T04:50:00.000-07:00

B and I were suppose to attend a Pumpkin Carving Party last night at one of my Elementary buildings. His Daycare called at 5 and said that B had thrown up twice and wasn't looking so healthy. Don't mothers hate when their babies are sick?
I called home and let them know we would be arriving and it turned out to be a special event. Unc Kelen was coming over for dinner with Catee. Nana had made a yummo Rachel Ray meal, and the table conversation was great. B just cuddled on the couch resting and adding various "I'm gonna get that" to the different commercials.
The evening was winding down, the conversations were dwindling, and then all of the sudden we hear B bellow "UNC". Kelen responded, there was a pause......B finishes "Will you come wipe my butt?" We laughed and Kelen didn't even flinch. After their time together in the bathroom, you know with toddlers this bathroom time is simply honest and valuable. B asked Unc "What's wrong with your face? It's scratchy". Kelen informed him that he was growing hair on his face and B might some day too. B thought this was the "funniest joke" Unc ever told and laughed for sometime.
Family dinner time is AMAZING!

Assistant Principal? YES, THAT'S ME!

2008-10-18T14:27:00.000-07:00

What a whirlwind of a week. Friday the 9th I was offered an Assistant Principal position and accepted. Monday I was informed that it would be my last week in the Middle School. Not a lot of time to pack and adjust, but now that it has passed I'm glad the goodbye's didn't stretch out longer!
I packed on Monday and Tuesday then my fantastic siblings came and picked up the boxes while I participated in parent conference meetings. We informed the students about my departure on Tuesday afternoon. It was difficult and was my first session of crying. There were students crying and others just worried what the new team name would be (as the team leader our team has been called Team Weathers for three years now).
Wednesday was my first experience at Evendale Elementary. They weren't prepared for me so I received no office, no welcome, just hellos, and odd looks. I get the feeling this is a very tight group that will have to learn to trust me before they share anything or welcome me. I'll keep you up to date with this process. I'll be at Evendale Monday and Wednesday each week. One item I helped with was the "ghetto dictionary" as no one in the building knew what "twerk" or "get your booty on" meant. My experience at the Middle School made me prepared for those terms...maybe they'll need me after all! :)
Thursday had me traveling to Sharonville Elementary for my first introduction to their staff. It happened to be Bosses Day and they actually gave ME a gift. I moved my things into my office and was on my feet. We toured the building and I was introduced to each classroom. I was the district representative in an IEP meeting, assisted with Lunch Duty, was assigned a committee to run, given Data jobs, and ran all day. One of the preschool classes invited me to read to them this month and another came and gave me a piece of apple pie! A great treat since lunch was non-existent! My introduction was fast and furious, but the day went quick...being a girl who likes to eat I'm just gonna have to figure out where lunch plays into the day.
Friday was the most difficult day of all. My group of girls hosted a farewell breakfast. It was another crying event when they presented me with a gift and a speech about how proud of me they were. Let's just say their gift was very generous and my wardrobe will benefit from the addition of some principal outfits! The kids arrived and were cute all day giving me hugs, sending me pictures, and handing over gifts. I received a pack of Sharpies (they know I LOVE them), several teddy bears, and a basketball. It's amazing how they show their luv. At the end of the day we they threw a party: food, entertainment, and the like. One group played their instruments for me and another wrote a rap and performed it. I wish I would have gotten on video. We ate, hugged, and were merry. I sent them off with home made cookies and a chocolate eyeball telling them I would be watching them.
Such an emotional drain, leaving is hard, but this new adventure will be amazing! I have high hopes that I will love the new position and working at the Elementary Level. I'm ready!!! Stay tuned and be patient as I make this transition....the body is going to need to adjust.

I know!

2008-10-09T10:31:00.000-07:00

Well Nancy, here it is an update. You may be the ONLY person who reads this but making you happy makes me happy so here I write.
The race? An amazing experience! I never in a million years thought I would walk 13.1 miles and enjoy it. It seems a bit sadistic to enjoy something that made you have diarrhea in a port-a-potty and puke relentlessly...but I did! The 16 weeks of training, walking rain or shine, vacation or not, morning or evening made me feel strong and determined. The race made me feel accomplished. I can honestly say I have never been as proud of myself as I was on that day; September 20, 2008!
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Not to mention the bug has bit. I now have joined a running group. Lots of people, most importantly my sister. We meet up twice a week and I've started running/walking. The goal was first just to loose weight....oh that goal has been around for nearly two decades; but now the goal is to continue to feel as good as I did on the 20th. Strong, accomplished, successful! We'll race the Thanksgiving Day race and will shoot to finish in under 1 hour twenty minutes. Last year it took me 1 hour 40 minutes.
Interview! Today was the big day. I finally made it to Central Office for my interview for the Assistant Elementary Principal position. I had a writing assignment...hand written that is. It took me about an hour and a half. I felt like I did a thorough job. The question portion lasted about 50 minutes. I left feeling hopeful and comfortable. We'll see; those interviewers don't really let on (don't they call that a "poker" face)?
Enjoy!!!

Sixty Years

2008-08-27T09:38:00.000-07:00

Yesterday my Dad turned 60! We threw his surprise party on Sunday. It was quaint but sweet. He wasn't all that surprised since Mom had left an invitation lay out, but he certainly was touched! Meg worked very hard on a scrap book with pictures, quotes, and all the cards people sent. I added in "The 60 Reasons We Love You". It's an awesome book!

It was amazing how this party moved him. Suddenly, I've come home the last couple of nights to see him sitting tearfully. He has expressed how good the scrapbook makes him feel. He shared that he has written several unsent letters to us kids, expressing how ashamed he is of how he has fathered us. I'm amazed that the man I look up to would feel low about himself. I'm amazed that he doesn't see that his ability to break the cycle of dysfunctional family life is amazing. I'm amazed that he doesn't see how we view his work ethic and skills as dying characteristics in this world.

Another noted change has been that Dad has started sharing stories and thoughts from Vietnam. There is so much about him that I don't know. So many stories that haven't been told. I think I'm going to investigate the Vietnam War more. I'd like to learn about his generation. About the fight for survival in war and in the return. I don't want this generation to leave this world, without being recognized for their great dedication and achievement. Not that one person will validate all of their struggles or give them great honor, but I feel obligated to do my part.

I'm Amazed!

For the Love of Shoes

2008-08-22T14:24:00.000-07:00

The return to school has been painless...except for my feet! The first day I wore comfortable sandals with a wedge heal, no pain just a bit sore from standing all day...maybe I should consider training for work in the future. The second day I sported my Crocks so all was well. The third day had me brave and I was dying to wear my new shinny oatmeal heals! By the time I arrived to work my personal heals were bleeding...blisters and all on both feel. The fourth day I evaluated my lower extremity situation and opted for a high wedge black sandal...comfortable! I walked into the quiet building only to notice that my shoes made an irritating and LOUD squeak with every single flippin' step! The shoes were violently placed in the corner of the room and I proceeded through the day bare foot (but at least not pregnant)! The fifth day brought me to a Friday and with much joy my piggies found themselves comfortably placed in my New Balance gym shoes. They were warm in my 85 degree classroom but smiling non-the-less!

I love cute shoes! I will continue to try and wear cute/sexy shoes, but we'll be taking a break this week!

"I Dressed Myself"

2008-08-15T17:24:00.000-07:00

I've returned to work this week. Each morning I've gotten up, walked, gotten ready and headed out the door. Nana took on taking B to daycare so that he wouldn't have to get up so early this week. This morning B was up when I left...in his pj's watching cartoons with his choc milk and bar. He bid me farewell with a kind "have a good day".
It was a good day!
I entered the room to pick B up to a wonderful surprise. A pair of Spider man jeans about 3 inches too short and a sleeveless shirt with orange, green, and blue; and best of all a pair of spider man sandals. I only wish I could have gotten a picture of it!
Needless to say he's not leaning anywhere near being a metro-sexual. Apparently my mom tried to get him to change his outfit but he was so proud in saying "I dressed myself!" with a meltdown at the request of a new outfit! So his pride won out and he looked (as my students would say) "a hot mess" today! God love him!!

What we've been up to!

2008-08-07T17:38:00.000-07:00

Well the house, however perfect, will not be ours. I decided the timing just isn't right for us and I have a goal for this year to put us in a better place for buying the "true perfect" house. I'm going to focus on aggressively paying down my debt. I'm also going to finish applying for my Principal certificate, get my resume updated, and be ready to look for a principal job for next school year. So this year will be light on the gift giving, the traveling, and the eating dinners out. The rewards will be outstanding!!!

This week B went back to school full time and I followed suit. It was nice to be back in the building getting my room ready. Today I finally took a deep breath at my desk and thought "I can spend time here!" I'm ready. So the bulletin boards are done, the cleaning is as good as it gets, the papers are copied, I'm confident and ready for the new group of kids.

B took on the topic of wildlife. He's told me all about quails, rabbits, turtles, and snails. He loves learning, swimming, walking with his mom, kung-fu fighting, and aggravating. Got to love him!

The Perfect House

2008-08-03T17:58:00.000-07:00

Well today's been hard. I looked at a house. It met all the criteria. I could afford it but would we have electricity, basic cable, water, oh yeah and then food. I think I'm too scared. Not that I want to share all of my financial issues cause that's not what it's about. I'm just putting my fears out there. I worry, or should I say feel bad, that I'm not able to provide better for my son. At any rate check out the house.
http://www.sibcycline.com/viewlisting.asp?mls=1109164&b=CIN&p=RESI&s=SFRD&m=1&sender=SearchResults&a=6401-Greenfield-Dr-Finneytown-OH-45224

Joe No Go! and Funny Things Kids Say

2008-08-01T17:03:00.000-07:00

So Joe never called. I guess not offering to pay for lunch should have been a sign, I'll try and keep that in mind.

However M has called. He's dropping hints of being interested but I'm still taking it slow because I'm not sure of his status. He mysterious...maybe that's the attraction.

Yesterday I was on the phone with a co-worker who doesn't know my family. This is the moment B decides to run up stairs butt naked! OOOO you're thinking well the woman on the phone couldn't see him. It wasn't his nakedness that struck me funny it was the fact that he adamantly and loudly declared that he couldn't eat his penis. Yes that's right blogger fans my son said with great frustration "Mommy, Mommy, I can't eat my penis!" Oh if that was the end it would be funny but it's not, it gets better! He proceeds to sit down with his skinny little legs stretched out, he bends forward to demonstrate his lack of ability to "eat his penis".

Where do they get this stuff??

Joe?

2008-07-25T19:15:00.000-07:00

Well today was the lunch date with Joe. It was comfortable talking with him. We only had about 45 minutes because he had to head back to work. We slowly hit on several topics, biking, half-marathon training, the whole It's Just Lunch (IJL) dating world, kids, jobs, weekend plans, and asking for phone number controversies. This is the first date with this "program" that my date hasn't paid. I was surprised but not annoyed, I mean I've always expected to pay just haven't had to. He seems to be a "rule follower" and that IS how the rules of IJL are presented. We left the restaurant and headed to our cars and he asked for my number. I let him know that I would really enjoy hearing from him....which was the truth. I didn't ask for his number, thinking the ball should be in his court. I'm hoping he calls. He's different than the men I've previously been attracted to. He's average, normal, calm, nice...but for some reason I was a bit drawn to him. We'll see! I am getting better at approaching me and feeling like I deserve to have their attention and respect...but I haven't gotten any better at understanding/knowing what they're thinking!!!! The adventure continues.

Random Ramblings!

2008-07-24T19:41:00.000-07:00

1. Nick and John did this great Treasure Hunt for the kids in NC. Nancy called and asked John to put out a couple of pennies for the kids to find on our evening walk. To make a long story short, and save any embarrassment on "Martha's" part, the walk got cancelled...well all most. We drug the kids out at nearly 10 for a wagon pulled walk. They used their flashlights and were told that the Pirates in the neighborhood had dropped some things. Well these pirates lived the high life. Our little ones found two piles of silver coins each and a goodie bag that included popcorn, High-end chocolate, and an apple! I knew it was a success when they both started shouting "thank you" to the pirates from the street! A great night and a cute group of kids and pirates to boot!

2. Last night was my return to Party in the Park. I had done some serious mental preparing...knowing he (EW) would be there! For those of you behind, EW is a friend that turned into more and lets just say between complications, surprises, and his love for self my heart was broken. So in preparation to have him remain on my team this year I've done a bit of detachment and emotional rebuilding. This was our first time talking and/or seeing each other since the last day of school and our last fight. It was awkward, but I prevailed, spoke and was friendly. I am so proud of me...no giving in and asking to have a "talk" with him, no demanding an apology. Maybe I've come to accept that he is who he is and HE isn't right for me. It was draining, I had to keep serious tabs on my thoughts and self talk, but I made it and I'm confident I'll continue to make it as well.

3. Marlon, AKA "my boyfriend who doesn't know he's my boyfriend" also earned a shady tag. Here's the question to the masses: How do you make it clear that you expect more than a booty call and are not interested in holding that title? Seriously, I haven't presented myself as a booty call, but I'm starting to get the impression that's what he's interested in. Some say you have to verbally set them straight. Others say you should just "scratch them off the list". What do you think?

4. Lunch date tomorrow. I'll be meeting Joe. He's said to be 37, 5'10'', has two children, is a project manager, likes to lift weights at the gym, enjoys the theater, street festivals, hiking, traveling, just about anything. He's also reported to be funny and caring. I'll let you know how this one turns out!

Where does time go?

2008-07-19T09:06:00.000-07:00

Well in April I committed to walking the USAF 1/2 marathon. I'm happy (and proud) to say my training is still going well and I'm feeling very strong in my commitment! Instead of using this event just as a personal success I'm trying to include my son by telling him "Mom has to talk her walk so she can be more healthy". He seems to be more accepting of my morning departures and the talk of health has entered our vocabulary more often. I so do not want B to have to deal with the life-long struggle of a weight issue like I've had to. His eating leaves a lot to be desired so my concern grows, exercise will be a must for us!
Summer has brought about rest and recuperation, a much needed break from this past school year. B and I have spent a great deal of time swimming at the Y, going to Kings Island, visiting the Zoo, and taking a big two week trip to NC. It's been fun spending time with him, but I have gained a great deal of admiration for stay at home moms. I love my son, but my time at work is needed for us to have a calmer relationship. He needs for me to be away so I can have more patience for him.
Our vacation to NC was big fun. We spent our time at the Gibbs house, visiting with their family (including Gramma Sherri, a very special matriarch). It was fun to watch AJ and B bond. They even began acting just like siblings. You know fighting and bickering, but then protecting each other when one was in trouble or being aggravated by another person. B even told one of the Lifeguards that AJ was with girlfriend, mind you this was not even a half an hour after they had been driving Nancy and I crazy with fighting in the car.
The kids went to camp (church) each morning while the moms visited "The Diner" for breakfast. We then went shopping, I am afraid to say that I did more than my part in keeping the NC economy going. Coach, Polo, Crocks, Kamelon, Yard flags, Sweet Paws, Build-A-Bear, and I can't forget the JCPenny photography department! Whoops....how could I neglect the sneaky NC smigs!?
This trip also allowed me to spend some time with my friend Emily. This trip was different from the last one. Emily, Nancy, and I were able to hang out and it really did feel just like old times. Those two woman were amazing friends then and I'm so glad that we can always just pick up where we left off....even when I've sucked at stay in touch. Good times, good people, good friends....more than I could ever ask for!
So many special events that I'll have to make a separate post about the cookout, the comedy club, the swimming days, Cold-Stone, and the Treasure Hunt. Keep your eyes peeled I'm off to continue the huge job of unpacking!!!

Testing

2008-05-01T06:52:00.000-07:00

I've never been a good test taker, so as a teacher my sympathy runs very deep for my students when comes to taking standardized test. This week my 'babies" at school have taken the Ohio Proficiency Test. What a ridiculous creation! We sit all the students in the sate down to take the same assessment and we then rate the teachers talents and the school setting. Not one evaluation takes into account home life, family support, and academic focus.
So here I am, buying clothes and food for at least 5 of my students, making sure at least three of them get showers more than once a week, and teaching not only content but character as well. Then these mysterious people who have never met my students, never heard about their home lives, or asked what grade level skills they were on when they arrived to my room come and write a general test to determine how good of a teacher I am. It's offensive! Don't get me wrong, I know there are teachers out there who don't do what they're suppose to do and do not have the best interest of the students at heart, but a standardized test isn't going to solve that. I don't have all the answers. I wish I did. Do you?

The Deed is Done.... Now one foot in front of the other!

2008-04-12T14:39:00.000-07:00

My entire life has been filled with great distaste for running, but with that distaste came great admiration for people who could commit to and finish marathons. It has always been a secret desire of mine, despite my distaste, to show this kind of commitment. So I've gone and done it...I've signed up for my first race. OK, my goal was to shoot for realism and work towards the dream so I'll be competing in the USAF Half-Marathon in September. My plan is to walk the 13.1 miles. Again, I decided not to pretend that I'm still a healthy athlete instead just admit that the athlete is hidden under years of pizza, beer, and oh yeah a baby.
My official training will begin the first of June but I will be easing into walking daily until then. I had attempted to be prepared for the half-marathon for the flying pig, but sickness all winter really hit me hard so hopefully my body is ready now. Wish me luck..better yet persistence. I'll keep ya posted on my success!

Note other secret dreams I may be attempting within the next 5 years a full marathon and a triathlon. Only time will tell.

A shot worth keeping!

2008-04-10T15:56:00.000-07:00

My good friends Keith and Karri have started a business called "3x3 Photography". The company is in it's early stages, but their work is tried and true! When I was pregnant with B they had this gorgeous collage of pictures of their oldest son. After I discovered that Keith had taken the pictures I made them promise to produce one of my child after my delivery. They agreed and I smile daily as I pass their view of my precious piece of art. (okay that may have been a bit queer, but when you really think of it he did grow in my womb for 9 months...and that is the longest time I've ever worked on a piece of art....and he is priceless so queer it is.)

How ecstatic was I when they informed me that they were starting a business and wanted to take an older view of B. I couldn't ask for better shots! They are getting their web page up and running soon and I will post it when they do. Let me know if you are interested so I can pass the word along and encourage them that their new business is a "hot commodity". I hope you can experience the joy of captivating the special flash moments of your little one and having them turned into art. The 3 x3 above will be for my home and the 3x1 will be for my father's (an optometrist) office.

Bye bye tonsils, bye bye ear infections...HELLO SPRING!

2008-04-08T15:39:00.000-07:00

Today was the big day. We were scheduled to have surgery at 2:00pm. I woke B up at 4am to eat and basically force fed him until 6. Bless his heart he fell back asleep awoke to his mother being gone to a doctors appointment and his Papa telling him no more food! We had to resort to tying the cabinets and refrigerator shut. He was not happy about not eating but after I got home I did my best to distract him. We flew a kite, raided the library for movies and way to many books (not that reading is bad, but I might have thrown my back out). God love him he had no clue what was coming. I mean, we prepared! We read books, talked about the mask, sleepy gas, the bed with wheels, and the arm "hug" the nurse would give him. Three year old's just don't have forethought.

We arrived to Children's Outpatient Mason branch at 1:00. B was getting more and more ravenous, searching for food...even crumbs in the bottom of my purse. Don't tell but he did find a random (and I'm sure filthy piece of candy in the car, but we pried it from his lips). We checked in, and went to the play room. He was so co-operative with all the staff, he didn't talk much (now that's a surprise), but was willing to try on the mask, be weighed, and have his temp and blood pressure taken. The ONLY thing he didn't want to do was to put on the hospital outfit! So my little guy paraded around in his Spiderman boxer-briefs. He strutted to the play room for a while, had surgery, recovered, and even stayed in that outfit until we arrived home. I only wish I would have had my camera.

Walking him to the pre-op room wasn't bad. Convincing him to wear the mask was a struggle, but not scary. My friends had all warned me that this would be the worst part that it may even look like he was dying, but that wasn't my feeling at all. He looked so helpless, and I hate giving up control. So there lay my little baby, helpless, and I'm turning over control to these people I've never met...not to mention that although it was best for B he didn't have any say. I had a couple of tears run down my face but then I was fine.

We waited for about 45 minutes and then were called back to the recovery room. They reported that he had a very difficult time coming out of anesthetics but after that he was a champ. The people at Children's were amazing. Every person that had come into contact with B came to check on him. Each person was complimentary, supportive, informative, and best of all personable. The day could not have gone better!!

My only complaint, which isn't even one at all, is that they told me he'd come home and be exhausted. He's running around, wanting to wrestle, eating like an animal who just found food, and talking non-stop!! I'm glad he's healthy, but the stress I didn't realize I was carrying has worn me out and I could use some cuddle time! Maybe tomorrow! I am so thankful that we have been blessed with a safe and hitch less procedure!

The Date

2008-04-04T02:07:00.000-07:00

Well Mr. Pilot was much more fun than Dr. Dr.! He had a great sense of humor, well at least he laughed at my jokes. No love connection though. There wasn't that physical attraction. Patience is a virtue, and I'm giving credit where credit is due....at least I'm out there dating. I'm learning not to approach men like I'm in battle instead I'm working on being the person I am with my female friends. It's odd that one would consider battling with men when all she has ever thought of or dreamed of was being in a relationship, but I'm learning that every action I make in this area is a defense mechanism to protect myself. Even though I think I've been hurt, I know I'm going to have to take a risk and let one of these men know me for me. Wish me luck, keep me in your prayers, this is something I really want to get right!

Crazy Dreams! I need a Dream Interpreter!

2008-04-01T06:06:00.000-07:00

So the last few nights have been blessed with much sleep disruption. Typically this comes only from one source, my son...but this week is different! True B is up and down all night long for anything from the bathroom emergency to a desire to watch cartoons (even if it's 2:00 am). Side note: What ever happened to my sleep like a rock baby boy?

So the dreams? Well, they have all included major players in my past life. Like Mark and Scott from grade school, and Carly and Natalie from college. I haven't spoken to three of these people for nearly a decade if not more. I've kept up with Carly but we haven't spoken in almost a year. The first set of dreams had me marrying Mark, all of our family was vividly present in the dream. everyone seemed happy (even me) but when I awoke my gut felt sick. Mark was one of those boys you just had an odd attraction to but the stars never aligned for him to like you when you like him and vise-verse. Then Scott, who was the cutest blond hair blue eyed bully I've ever laid eyes on. I was so "IN LUV" was a fire fighter that showed up to the wedding. Go figure! I haven't seen or heard from these guys in nearly two decades. Why now in my dreams? What is my mind going through?
Dream #2 has me attending a party with Carly only to find that she's invited all of her buddies. I have a great sense of anger leave, come back, and leave again. I feel left out, bitter, and tearful. She tells me that I have to get myself together or I need to rethink going on a vacation we had planned. I cry, tell her I know I've got issues and I'm sorry and leave. Then B wakes me up for his cartoon fix (note to all the mothers out there: I typically battle this and don't give in but this time the TV came on and I went back to sleep desperately trying to find out the ending to my dream.
I'm sure neither of these dreams have been expressed as vividly as I see them in my head. I just can't shake the oddness of them. I'm perplexed by their meaning or why my brain is focusing on these people now? Our bodies are amazing!!!! Let me know what you think!

Been A Long Time....Shall we try again?

2008-03-30T17:55:00.000-07:00

With life bringing so many changes and so much time going by I have no idea where to start so I'll start with today. It's been quiet in our small and crowded house. We still are living with my parents, since the sale of our home last year. Yes, it is crowded but right now the benefits out weigh the negatives so we're happy. B has a male role model in the house and Papa does a great job with him. Nana clearly loves B's energy and is a saint when it comes to taking care of the daily rig-a-ma-ra (laundry and what not)......not to mention bringing this mama back to sanity every now and again!

I've been brought back to this blogging concept by a good friend, Karri. She and her family stopped into Cinti. to visit. They took pictures of B, for another collage.....she and Keith (her husband - who is super artistic) started a business doing fantastic children's photo collages. (Karri send the a web site and I'll post it)! I love reading Karri's blog, her words flow so well, she can express her humor, frustration, and excitement through the text. I guess I've always felt I was better at expressing myself through my facial expressions....so blogging does not come easy! And now that I think about it......Karri you may be my only reader, so me posting a web page for you may not do you much good!

This spring has brought about some changes, as each season should. I'm working on the dating scene. Went out with a doctor last month...my enthusiasm clearly scared him. This week I'll be meeting a pilot for dinner. My spring goal is to approach the dating world less like a battle and more like a positive adventure. So I've gathered all my "self-help" books....clearly they may not really work because there are a zillion to choose from and that particular industry never seems to stall. I've read such books as "Why Hasn't He Called" and "What Men Really Want". I can say that both of these books were straight shooters, they included all the niddy-griddy when it came to a man's thinking. Tonight my worry, or hardship, is that everything I've read reminds me that men are visual beings. I'm not feeling like the worlds most beautiful (doesn't help that I've been home watching ANTM). I am finally at a point in my life where I can list my positive qualities without feeling like I'm bragging. I can even point out my favorite physically characteristics without hesitation. But I recognize that I'm not the physical fantasy woman that men are drawn to.....how then do woman like me meet the right man? Time will tell and I will continue to stick with it. I'll keep you posted...on the blog of coarse since I'm going to give it a whirl....AGAIN!

Question: All the books say the first date should include small talk. Well when is it okay for me to talk about my son? I don't want to be the annoying parent who has nothing else to talk about but clearly he's a HUGE and IMPORTANT part of who I am!

April begins this week and it will be a rocky start for us. Nana is gone this week! She'll be in Vegas with Megan. It'll be me and the boys in the house for the week. I say it will be rocky, because as my mother has pointed out the day to day routines for running a house are not my favorite part of being domesticated. Then B has surgery on the 8th. We're heading in for ear tubes, and will also get his adenoids and tonsils taken out. We're preparing with books and short conversations about it. He response "cool man" to riding the bed with wheels and breathing in air from the mask. Hopefully he'll still think it's cool when it's happening in the hospital!

Heading back to work, from a lovely spring break, tomorrow... so I'm heading to bed now!

The Gang's Back Together

2007-07-08T05:28:00.000-07:00

We headed out to Ed and Wayne's house for a long overdue get together. Ed always has an amazing feast ready to serve. We hung out while the kids played and took a couple of hikes through the woods with Wayne the tour guide. I'm sure he pointed out all the deer dropings and critter tracks....the kids (except B) were in heaven. B was in heaven giving wet willies to the adults and slobbering zerberts on the arms of all the beautiful moms. Thank God I have friends with a sense of humor or we'd be kicked out of this "gang" for sure! A couple of rounds of corn hole with several beers started the evening. The kids partook in glow in the dark balls and sparklers before attempting to settle into a movie or two. The the Poker began. Okay Mr. David DID win a hand.....one with no money on the table. I'm not sure who took the dough for the second round but it was either Mr. Chad or Mr. Wayne. We woman didn't represent very well but there's always the next gathering.....cause we CAN play (but only with my cheat sheet)!
Guys we shouldn't let this much time pass between our visits!

Swimming with the Girls

2007-07-05T05:12:00.000-07:00

Last summer we had weekly dates with Emily and Grace, but this summer with everyone's vacations our first visit didn't happen until July. Although the weather wasn't great the pool, the food, and most importantly the company was. We all got in the pool (except Mrs. Sherri....hummmmmmm how did that happen?). The girls went off the diving board and showed off their swimming skills....as a swimmer I was impressed! B played with his water squirter (as I'm avoiding the gun word......he's not but I am) and got into the water a bit. After swimming we headed to Mrs. Sherri's house. The kids played while we visited. Somehow we ended up taking home a trash bag full of Little People and three villages home. B was in heaven. we got home and he dumped all of his new toys onto the floor and found all the pieces that made "great" noises. You all know how I LOVE toys that make noise. Okay that was sarcastic but I DO LOVE the girls and Mrs. Sherri!

The Ballon Glow

2007-07-03T04:51:00.000-07:00

We're building stamina! B went to school today. Cried and cried when I left, but by the time I got to the main entrance to check out the camera in his classroom he was playing with his friends. Got to LUV the guilt trip. After school we headed out to have dinner and a date with Joelle, Belle, and Josh. Applebee's for dinner and then down to Coney Island for the balloon glow and fireworks. It was a great evening, the weather wasn't too hot, the crowd was there but the line for the ice cream wasn't long, the balloon's held us over until the fireworks "boomed".
Speaking of ice cream, a hint to all you mom's who still have kids in a stroller: when handing your child ice cream and leaving them in the stroller remember that people passing by smiling at your child usually are not doing so because they think he's cute. It's more because your kid has ice cream from head to toe......LITERALLY! What a mess, but wasn't B excited to walk around without a shirt...."showin' his muscles".
As the sun set the tethered hot air balloons began to all light their fire together. It was a beautiful sight! B is still talking about the "air bawoons". The fireworks were a great end to the evening. The Rozzi (I think I spelled it right) family always does Cincinnati well. The fireworks were big and colorful. It was as if they were dancing through the sky; pictures just didn't do them justice.
Okay just so you don't think my life is all roses; we did wait in line for a full 55 minutes to get out of the parking lot, 20 of which was in the same exact spot...but who has road rage?. The good news is the kids behaved beautifully, in fact they might have dealt with the delay better than the moms!

Meeting Baby Collin

2007-07-02T04:38:00.000-07:00

What a day! Most days we get up and piddle around and our "event" for the day doesn't happen until after our nap. Today we got up and headed for Sara's house; we had a date with Collin! B did really well with the baby. We walked to the park where Sara was the designated swing pusher while I got my baby fix. B wanted to go "up in the sky". We played for a while but it was the UDF Milkshake treat that got B into his stroller. We bought our treats and headed back to the Sara's house. B was attentive when Collin was fussing, but was definitely more interested in his toys....and sharing his! We hung for a while and then headed home. It was nice to spend time with Collin (and his mom too). It brought back memories of my guy being tiny and squishy. I've already forgotten how much work a baby can be, I guess that's God's plan...who would do that over and over if you remembered. Not to mention...how could you remember when the current age just keeps you running too! I really do love being a mom and it's great that more of my friends are joining the pack. Keep 'em comin' guys!

Oh the Pride we swallow!

2007-06-21T13:59:00.000-07:00

It's taking all I have to blog about this, but I figure those of you who read and know me will eventually find out and those of you who don't know me need to know the reality. I've also learned that secrets don't really help my soul, and that we all have some type of financial worry (even Trump)

I had to swallow ALL my pride today and ask B's biological father for some financial support. Daycare, diapers, activities, and doing enough to foster a toddlers development is expensive. I know you find that statement shocking! I know there are people who make less than I do and can make it, but B shouldn't have to go without (within reason) just because his "father" chooses to ignore him and live it up in Australia. By the way he got a new puppy. I figure if you can afford to buy a new dog, live it up in another country, and sport the latest fashions you should be able to "spot your child a week or two (at least) of daycare". However I'm realistic so I'm approaching this with a "you can't get it if you don't ask" attitude. Please keep us in your prayers and thoughts....I'm hoping I'm not opening Pandora's box!

Summer Has Arrived!!! But School is Starting for B!

2007-06-19T18:56:00.001-07:00

Summer has arrived! We've spent our first week getting paper work done, cleaning, running errands, visiting local family, and what not. During this first week I realized that I haven't had to spend 24 hours a day 7 days in a row by myself with my son....EVER!!! I also realized that he IS 2. I thought it was going to be impossible for "MY SWEET BABY" to become a "Terrible 2 year old". but it happened! He screams at Nana and Papa. One minute he's laying on the floor crying, the next he's saying "I'll hit you", and then he's climbing up the door frame (literally). We still have our sweet moments but there is definitely a large gap in between his cuteness! Yes I'm disciplining him, yes I'm talking to him about being polite and what's acceptable and what's not, but some days I have thought "OH MY GOODNESS MAKE HIM GO AWAY". That took guts to admit! So I've decided, for multiple reasons, but initially because of the above that he needed to go to school two days a week. He went to day for a happy visit. He spent an hour with his first teacher, Ms. (oh my goodness I've forgotten her name)....I'll have to find out next week!
B's first day was not as I had expected, I'm learning much of parenting can't be expected...in fact expect nothing because you'll never be right! B went in and didn't want to paint with the other kids he wanted to play alone. That's when I realized I was doing the right thing, he needs to be introduced to structure and "schooling" if you will. I'm hoping that the name forgotten teacher can also help this mommy with some potty training ideas...it's not going so well!

Cheap, Cheap, Cheap

2007-05-30T11:10:00.000-07:00

No I'm not a baby chick..I'm just trying to help all my "peoples" out. Have you looked into Skybus.com yet? B and I will be flying to NC this summer round trip for a total of 175 dollars. If you add in travel time to the airport and our final destination (with gas and all) we're spending around 350 dollars for both of us to "fly". When I checked out local flights all the tickets were at least 325 dollars a piece so I'm pumped about the savings. Check it out!!! See if you can come visit me!!!

Mamma Mia'!!!

2007-05-27T04:30:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful Mother's Day gift! Megan and Ben (in care of B) sent Mom and I to see Mamma Mia' at the Aranoff. The production was amazing. The energy, music, costumes, and story made for a fun night. Thanks to Aunt Meg and Uncle Ben for keeping B for our night out on the town!

The Count Down Has Begun!

2007-05-09T18:20:00.000-07:00

I know, I know, I know I shouldn't wish my life away and really I'm not. Who in their right mind wouldn't start counting down to our two week trip to NC this summer! After much debate, and honest conversations about my need for "alone time" and my grumpiness; the Gibbs have graciously invited us down for two weeks this summer. The kids will go to day camp for one of the weeks, maybe a short trip to the beach, porch time, good friends/food. Nancy asked if there was anything special I wanted to do or people I wanted to see. It became very apparent that I have good friends because the two most important people to see....Nancy and Emily! Maybe we'll relive our final spring break again.....Emily with shopping, me with a Tattoo, and some cleaning chore at Nancy's. Girls do you remember that fiasco? I still haven't figured out how Nancy worked in us painting her bedroom into a girl's fun week! Or how about a drinking night; like when we had all of those martini's at that fancy restaurant? Ooooo, good times! Looking forward to see you two and spending time together....a girls night out IS A REQUIREMENT!!!!

LUV YA BOTH!!!

Our "Pigs" have flown!

2007-05-06T17:53:00.000-07:00

What a weekend! Friday after work B and I headed downtown for the health and fitness expo to pick up unc's running packet. He was so well behaved; said please and thank you. The booths handed out so many freebies we went home with a bag full of "stuff".
Saturday morning we got up and headed back downtown with Nana in tow for the Piglet race. The amount of people and kids was amazing. Although the race wasn't as organized as this teacher would have liked, we did have fun. B "ran" and won a gold medal. He wore it proudly, between his two year old meltdowns! It was a good morning.
Unc arrived home that evening and we headed over to Megan's for the family Pasta Party. Unc seemed pumped and Aunt Meg was ready for her relay (Three Chicks & A Legend) too.
Sunday morning arrived quickly, the weather was perfect. Nana, B, and I headed out to see if we could catch a glimpse of Unc and Meg. Unc ran by at mile 12, looking healthy and spry. Note: I don't even look that good after driving 12 miles! He pointed at B, and B tried to run along side of him. Now that was a cute moment! Meg, finished her part of the relay and met up with us. We then loaded back up and headed downtown to the finish line. We saw Unc again. This time he looked tired but still moving strong, and told us "THIS SUCKS!"....but damn he finished! I'm impressed, inspired, and overall amazed at the sites I've seen this weekend.
This event showed me that all types of people run; thin, fat, young, old, able, disabled. I should have no excuses for not getting out and moving (IE. getting exercises) everyday. If all these people can I can too! Wanna join me....I need support?!

TEST TEST TEST!!!

2007-05-03T17:05:00.000-07:00

Why must we adults take the simplest things and make them ever so daunting? This week all the school children in Ohio took the Achievement Test. You say no big deal, however it is such a poor evaluating tool. Now, if you know me you know I'm not some super political person but the idea that this test is simply to please the all mighty politicians is clear! Take a step back with me!

When you were in 6th grade, what was your daily routine like? Do you remember your math teacher? How about your best friend? Remember those silly notes "Do you like me? Circle yes or no". Did you know what surface area was? How about volume? Shut, can you name the formulas today?

Now, lets compare your memories to the lives of some of my children. I have 2 in foster care, at least a dozen living in condemned houses, 40% of them receive free or reduced lunch (meaning their parents don't make an average income to support them), three of them don't even speak English as their first language, and seven have parents who don't even know English. These issues don't even begin to address emotional and physical issues. So to help them out we adults decide that providing them with two to four straight days of 2 1/2 hour testing is a great idea. The test covers everything they were to learn in this grade level, however the year isn't over. The test is written in such a way that not only requires them to know the content but to be able to apply, sort, and utilize various steps after choosing the proper procedure. Last year one of the math questions was as follows: (note this was not a multiple choice question)

Sara and Bob want to sell popcorn for a fundraiser.

Sara wants to sell small bags of popcorn.

Bob wants to use large bags of popcorn.

Sara will charge $1.00 for her small bag of popcorn. The small bag is 2 x 4 x 6.

The large bag of popcorn is 3x5x7. How much should Bob sell it for.

Some of you math whizzes might have figured this out right away. But my babies had to know that they needed to find the volume of each bag and then create a proportion to compare volumes to the cost in order to get the correct answer. Not only did we expect them to know what to do but then also do the calculations correctly. All this from kids who still to this day write notes about who loves who and if this boy likes this girl.

The test are required, and they do serve a purpose, so we'll keep giving them. Just remember the complexity when you begin to criticize schools for not being highly qualified. There are so many unmeasurable factors. We, both teachers and students, work hard, failing is not something we strive to do!

Sunshine from Strangers

2007-05-02T17:44:00.000-07:00

The best thing happened to us tonight! B and I met Aunt Megan at a nearby Perkins. Nothing fancy, just another night out to dinner. We were chatting away, B sitting with my on one side of the booth and Meg on the other. An older man came in and sat down in the booth behind us. My son, the friendly talker, struck up a conversation with this stranger. I tried as best I could to keep B focused on his dinner but then the stranger started interacting with him and all was lost. The man announced that all of his grandchildren were grown and gone, as he began to "make a mouse" for B.
The mouse was a handkerchief contraption that had ears, nose, body and tail. It was adorable, he crossed his arms and made the mouse jump in the crook of his elbow. A couple of times the mouse jumped right out of his arms onto his booth. B was amazed and just kept asking "What's that?".
We all went about our business for a few minutes. B kept turning around and smiling at the man, but he was well behaved so I let him go. Listen, a well behaved two year old is much more acceptable than a screaming one! The man then began asking B what his name was and how old he was and so on. B did a great job holding a conversation. Finally the man said B "I like your name. I wish I had your smile! Do you have a piggy bank at home?" To which B answered "yeeeeeesssssssssssssssss". The man continued, "would your mom let you have a couple of dollars to put in that bank" as he looked at me. I replied "oh, no! Maybe a couple of pennies". To which the stranger took out his wallet and handed B a 5 dollar bill! He instructed B not to buy any junk, to which my hilarious son answered "ahhhh, man!". B then on his own said Thank you, and our evening went on.
I considered slipping the 5 back to him, but it seemed that giving money to B made this stranger happy. B slid the 5 into his pocket we came home and it is now in his piggy bank.
I know it is important to teach our children to stay away from strangers, but sometimes it's important to teach them to be kind and friendly too. The whole event made me happy and I hope that this stranger has joyous events placed into his life because he sure brought some into ours!

The Whirl-Wind

2007-04-25T17:30:00.000-07:00

Today was closing day! What a relief!! I took the day off to finish up work at the old house and get to the closing. We did much of the work on the weekend and God love my mom she came over on Monday and Tuesday as well.
We're all whipped. Brady, my sisters brother-n-law, a young strong recently retired from college football man helped us move this weekend and today. It's amazing to watch someone with such strength just pick up your life and place it into a POD, or run it up and down the stairs. Mom and I just kept looking at each other. Her eyes said and my repeated "Thank God for Brady".
The closing went well, all except the extra money I had to pay. Who knew that when your realtor said you would need a couple of hundred dollars for closing that she actually meant 15 hundred? I was a bit shocked, and refrained from any obscene meltdowns but really didn't appreciate that kind of news a day before needing that amount of money. Clearly, she thinks I'm rich!
The house was cleaned and shutting the door for the final time was odd. All day long I had flash backs of my first arrival into the house five years ago. I can still remember the smell of cat urine in the carpet as my mom and I began the tear-out process. I continued to smile at the wooden bike/cart that we found in the garage and made into a plant stand (not to mention mom painted it to match the living room). I vivid remember my dad calling me in North Carolina while on my vacation to let me know he finished painting the "brown" trim (ugh, it was a dark red...but the labor was free, so brown it is).
As with every ones' house, so much joy and sorrow filled the walls. Independence was fostered, crazy nights not to mention relationships, the Nancy slumber party with the infamous "popcorn ball", being pregnant, B's birth and first birthday. The neighbor babysitter turned crackhead, the crazy "gonna cut down your tree" man, and the nights of listening to "No One Messes with Billy!". I know I'll miss my space and independence until I find just the right house, but some things are better left behind. It was time and I feel good about my decision. Stay tuned for "living with my parents" stories!

When It Rains It Pours!

2007-04-09T17:50:00.000-07:00

Yes I know I promised more pictures and stories about Guatemala, but since my return we've had a whirl-wind of activity. B went to Dayton to stay with my Aunt and Uncle and their family. We stayed here and moved all my belongings to my new place. The whole family worked so well together, my brother even came home to spare us a few hours of muscle strength.
*Note he's looking so thin and healthy, he couldn't help much on Sunday because he had his 20 mile run for his marathon training. I'm impressed....I don't even like to drive 20 miles.

We continued moving, my mom and sister and I did most of the lugging. We traveled to Dayton for our Easter celebration, picked up B, and returned to Cincinnati. Our first night in the new "pad" was good...we were so tired anything would have worked. Monday was punishment day. B woke up screaming and held on to that for the remainder of the day. He did develop a new trick....climbing out of his crib. Just what I needed in a new house. I was hoping to have at least a couple of weeks in the crib before tackling the "big boy bed"! Not so lucky!! I'm now typing this as he screams from the "big boy bed". Crap he even got treated to a new pair of big boy PJs....I'd sleep in a new bed for a new pair of PJs. They were even Curious George and in his world it doesn't get much better than that! The good news is he is now not getting out of the bed...after four trips. Now he's just wailing from the bed. Progress that's what I'm counting as a success. Here's to going back to work tomorrow and having him see his day care provider! Got to LOVE peaches!

Ms. Elizabeth!!!

2007-04-04T18:34:00.000-07:00

Well Ed and I returned from Guatemala yesterday evening. We spent several days out of the country and had Elizabeth for two days. She is a precious little girl and I hope that she is able to come home soon! Her family has waited long enough. She is now 13 months old and is a very serious and tactile baby. She felt any texture she could get her little hands on, including her papa's facial hair. You could just see her soaking up information as she watched every movement around her. I'm happy to say she loved the ducks that B sent, however I'm sad to say she was not as enamoured with me. Everytime Ed left the room or asked me to hold her Elizabeth began crying. Bless her heart, she'd smile and a sense of calm would come over her when Ed reappeared. He tried to make me feel better by telling me that she was just faking, but I know the truth! LOL Maybe I'm the lightest or blondest woman she's ever seen or maybe she just wasn't into strangers, but I was thrilled to see that she had such a strong bond with Ed. I look forward to seeing their bond grow and watching her grow up.

Note: An upcoming blog will have pics and information from Antigua Guatemala this one is just about Ms. Elizabeth.

Journal Entries For Elizabeth

2007-04-03T18:57:00.000-07:00

Below are the entries I created in a journal for Elizabeth before, during, and after our trip to Guatemala. It's a brief snap shot of our trip, my feelings and observations of the experience, and information about the Guatemalan culture.

March 31
-The day began very hectic. I was busy packing my suitcase to come meet you, packing B's things so he could stay with his Nana, and anxiously awaiting Wayne and Ed to pick me up. Ed in his normal fashion (an activator) had me in a frenzy about what to expect in Guatemala City. he's shared that we won't be able to leave the hotel after you arrive because of safety issues. He's also told me that I'll have to pay the customs agent to be allowed back into the US. I'm nervous as I've never left the country before but so excited to meet you! You must be a sweet heart because your dad's eyes just light up when he says your name. I've seen many pictures of you! We've watched your first year of life in pictures. We, your fathers friends and I thought for sure you would be with us by now and the wait gets tough as each week goes by (especially for your dads). I've brought you some rubber ducks for bath time and a book to read together during the visit. When I thing about how short this visit is I realize how hard it will be to leave, especially for your Dad.

-I'm thinking I may leave the two of you together and venture out to see your birth country. I'll check into tours when we arrive. I'd like to learn something while I'm visiting so I can share with you as you get older.

-Our flight to you left from Cincinnati and we arrived in Miami! Your dad and I read smut magazines during the flight....the big question is who is the father of Anna Nicole's Baby and is Katie really leaving Tom Cruise? As I'm writing this we are waiting on the connecting flight for "two screws", which need to be placed in the plane for take-off. It's been over an hour and all the people on the flight are getting restless, including me. It's difficult to wait when we're so driven to come and see you.

April 1, 2007
-I didn't finish writing last night because we were exhausted! But I was floored as we left the airport at the immediate cultural differences. People were gathered (crammed) at the gate waiting to greet their loved ones. Cars, vans, and mini-buses were every where! Children and adults were randomly offering to assist is in the hoped of being tipped. Ed quietly warned me to stay with him. I didn't hear him and a young boy scooped up my suitcase and followed us to the shuttle bus. I assumed that he worked for the hotel. he didn't and your dad was a bit irritated with me! We stopped at McDonald's it was a bit different but felt a little like home or at least tasted it! We settled in at the Clarion Hotel, had a taste of Guatemala Rum and went to sleep.
-Now we've had our breakfast (tortillas with ham and cheese, chicken tacos, fabulous fruits and pastries). you should be arriving with in the next hour. your dad has bottles, diapers, wipes, and rash cream. me I brought ducks and the book. It's amazing that I've never met you but already you have a special place in my heart. I can't wait to see you!
-Notes from today's paper! Clearly I don't speak Spanish but I know you'll learn or at least I hope so!
Paper: Guatemala Siglo Veintiuno
Front page: Mario Gonzales "Los Salvavidas Somos heroes Anonimos
Other headlines: Vielmann Se Va, Llega De Torrebiarte
Afinan bienvenida para repatriados
-Your arrival:
Ami and another young lady (your nanny) brought you to the hotel for a visit. I could read in your eyes that you were worried they were going to leave you. Your lip began to quiver and tears rolled from your eyes. hard to swallow but at least we know these people are taking good care of you and that you are loved. your dad is talking with you now, baby talk.....his favorite thing to say to you at this moment is "Whatchya doin' little girl?" You're dazing in and out of crying but I imagine nap time will be coming soon. You stood on your own with a death grip on my shirt. I hope you are able to get comfortable in the next day so that we can see your one year old "tricks".
The day went by fast even though we weren't allowed to take you anywhere. We tried to have you take a nap because you were yawning, but you couldn't sleep. We went to the hotel restaurant for lunch and upon our return our room smelled like carpet glue. We went to the executive lounge...you had fallen asleep in your dad's arms.
Every where we go people comment on how cute and precious you are. You're very slow to warm up to strangers, me included, but took to your dad immediately. In fact if I get to close, try to hold you, or even play with you the tears and crying begin. We're winding down for the night. you and your dad have played toss the ducks, toes to nose, and read a book. We both were tickled when you babbled "Da Da". It's hard for me to think about your dad having to leave you tomorrow evening. It's clear you two have bonded. You're going to make him the happiest man in the world! I'm glad that I've been able to be a part of this experience. I hope to watch your story unfold into a true fairy tale!

April 2, 2007
-You slept well through the night, at least that's what your Papa told me, I didn't hear a peep from you. After I got ready for the day I peeked into see you lounging with papa. you were a bit fussy but we think that you're teething. I'm waiting here in the lobby now for my day trip to Antigua. This will give the two of you some along time. I know you'll enjoy your time together even if you can't go anywhere. I've decided that your birth country is beautiful and the people are friendly. Everyone has been kind to your father and I. We've heard a lot about the history of your country. We've heard that their are 22 (at least) different civilizations in the Mayan Culture and that each one has it's own language. That's hare to fathom considering the country is smaller than the state of Texas!
-Fabio, my personal tour guide has brought me to Antigua, about an half hour drive from the city. I just spent way to much money in a Jade jewelry store. Let's just say I didn't really understand the exchange, but the jewels are worth it! (note I didn't really spend as much as I thought). I'm now sitting in the central park, surrounded by the world's largest Cathedral, government buildings, ice cream carts, tourist, people on mules. I'm amazed that everyone I meet knows so much about the countries history. We, my tour guide and I, walked through the town, several churches, and markets. I haven't seen any paintings for you yet, nor anything for B. I have seen many churches, monasteries, and hotels...Fabio says at least 23 monasteries are in Antigua. It seems like such a small place but it is packed not only with buildings and people but culture too. I'm now ordering lunch in a restaurant where Bill Clinton ate. La fonda de la Calle Real. I've ordered chicken, rice, and potatoes. I couldn't bring myself to try the local food. To many items I've never heard of. Someday you'll understand that I'm a chicken tender and pizza kinda girl.
These restaurants are filled with beautiful flowers, umbrellas (as it is an open court year), and ambiance. The kitchen is an open area...like a bar. All the plates are stacked and there is one chef. It's quiet and cozy, children sneak in to try and sell various things to the patrons. It is explained to me that these children are poor and are trying to make money for their families. They were rushed off by the wait staff.
It is hold week, so I've seen many saw dust rugs which are used for the procession. I also saw the very large "box" which the men carry religious statues on. It was huge and looked very heavy. Fabio explained that the men volunteer to carry this thing all over the city as part of their repentants (or apology to God).
The food was good the chicken was roasted in garlic, the rice was cooked with carrots and onions, and the baby potatoes buds were also roasted. Overall very good food.
There's so much to take in. The smell, the noise, the sights. A camera and my words don't do it justice. The feeling is calm but the traffic flies by and is crammed into the tiny streets. There is no animosity, as is exhibited in the US. Various cultures are welcomed, the local culture is celebrated. It's hard to think that these people are living in a third world country, they're poor (as in wealth) but exhibit kindness in all they do.

April 3, 2007
We're preparing to leave for the airport. you left last night Fernando picked you up. He was a very nice man; friendly, handsome, and personable. you smiled when you saw him, no tears. He handed you to the nanny who was seated in the back, no car seats in Guatemala. You turned and smiled at your Papa as if to say "I'm fine and I'll see you soon, love you." We then went on a quick walk around the block for fresh air. We saw many beautiful buildings and stores. We could have bought something for you in each store. We dinned on Dominoes and prepared for bed. It's now 5:30 am and I'm in the lobby waiting for Ed. We'll head to the airport. I'm looking forward to getting home to see B, but it comes like an evil trick because leaving means you aren't with us yet. I suppose the positive would be the sooner we arrive home the sooner you'll arrive. I wish they would have been able to allow you to come home with us today. Ed believes it will be another six to eight weeks. I hope sooner.

From the mouth of babes!

2007-03-19T16:58:00.000-07:00

Okay so this blog experience is suppose to be about me and B....but most of my loyal readers realize that I also have approx. 120 other babies as well. When you spend 180 days with children, hear about their family lives, stop their fights and bickering, give hugs, remind about homework, share celebrations, and wish they'd stop calling your name....you've officially become a teacher. This brings me to today's blog!

Yes I think it's funny that B says "What happins?" when he falls in the mud. Yes it's a good laugh when he reminds me everyday "My penis" and proceeds to play hide and seek with himself, but really the stories below are true! These kids really do believe the information below.

My sixth graders were assigned a research report. They each selected a Country and were provided with an outline to fill out. The "regular" kids worked on four sections: geography, historical facts, people and culture, and government and education. Here are just a couple of "facts" that I've read about...be prepared and worried, this kids although sweet will be taking care of us when we reach the nursing home.....I'm considering shooting myself before I allow that move! LOL

1. When asked under the people and culture section what races were in Egypt student E replied:
There's only one race in Egypt, but that was in 1996. I don't think there will
be anymore for about ten years.
E is referring to the Olympics. However he must have forgotten that the 1996 Olympics were in Atlanta!
Furthermore when asked about the famous leaders he stated:
Some famous leaders in Egypt are the Sun God and Upper and Lower Egypt.
Really the Sun God? What major decision has he made lately? Is he in the UN?

2. Under the section of historical facts I was told the following about Japan by student Sh:
In Japan they speak Spanish and the country was founded when two men
and a woman went to the space station.
Really the space station? How did that work? Spanish in Japan, now there's a thought!

3. Student M reports about the occupations of woman in Mexico
The occupation of woman in Mexico is to get pregnant and then take care of
babies.
When asked what the men do? She replied:
Ms. W the men don't do nuttin'!

4. Student Sy also completes a report on Mexico and shares with me:
In Mexico they've been bullfighting for millions of years!
I'm sad to tell you that we have learned about the Cavemen this year. Apparently either I didn't teach it well enough or she didn't learn. A million years! OMG

Needless to say I'm still laughing as I plug away at grading these papers. Most of them are smart kids who just didn't want to do the work or thought I just wouldn't want to read their paper. Others just aren't real smart yet. Either way the humor is great!

Breath In Breath Out

2007-03-14T16:15:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had one of those days (weeks) where you find the need to remind yourself to breath? Me? This week would be one of them!

1. Seriously, I had no idea that selling a house could be so much of a roller coaster ride. They told me...but I shrugged it off. They were right! The house was under contract and in the last minute the buyer bailed. "Thanks, thanks a lot!" So my stomach got turned inside out because after reading the inspectors list I didn't even want to live in my own home. In comes good ole' dad, bringing me back to reality. Now I've worked on getting some things in order and I've got another offer. I'm holding my breath. The ride goes up and down. Pray for me. I'm not sure how much longer I can remain calm and mature in the face of neighborhood harassment!

Breath!

2. Kids! I walked to the edge of the earth and nearly dived off in frustration today. One of my "babies" started the rumor that she slapped me and I cried. Really? Do any of you know me? So as the students started the buzz I just smiled and thought......clearly that student is still breathing so she obviously didn't hit me. Another "baby" threatened his mother on me....."she's gonna tell me how it is". Bring it on! I'm a good listener.

Breath!

3. My crush....yes I had one...he got scared and has "disappeared". Damn, I tried to tip toe but still enjoy his company. I crossed the "she's a safe girl" line and now I know he's gone. Truly, I hate being alone, I just want to find that someone who will "like" me as much as I "like" them. Am I asking to much? Know any single men?

Breath!

4. Eating! Why is it that when life hits the hills of a roller coaster I suddenly want to hold on to a......PIZZA? I've been doing so well at eating healthy, then the hills hit and I go on a full fledged pizza eating frenzy. Mmmmmmm thin crust, pan, cheese, pepperoni, sausage, bacon, tomatoes, spinach, mushroom...mmmmmm must I go one. So the pizza got me, but I will prevail! I must loose some weight by the time swim suit season arrives.

Breath!

Shout OUT

2007-03-11T19:25:00.000-07:00

Hey my girl.....NANCY!!!! Here it is...your shout out! NANCY....is it like having your name in lights?....maybe better. So I've added two blogs...don't read them all at once you know it takes me a while to fill in the blanks!

HUGS!!!!!! Give AJ a big ole' hug for me and B!!!!

The Evil Circus People!

2007-03-11T19:10:00.000-07:00

Okay so I cringed titling this blog, but really they're evil! They smile, but it's only because they are charming the dollars right out of your pocket. Thank heavens Aunt Megan brought tickets for us. We arrived early only to stand outside in line while this "thought he was funny" man announced over and over and over and over again and again and again that he had programs for sale and if I bought one now I would get a light up clown nose...which he so lovingly displayed! Not to mention his ploy that my son would certainly want this unforgettable program to have all the clowns sign it and that he will cherish it forever! I stood strong! B does not need a program even if he is starting to drool over that damn blinking clown nose!

We enter to the darkness to be greeted by a dazzling light show and greeters beckoning us to the center ring! We slid down the steps and entered the ring, mingled with the clowns (no he didn't ask for their signatures and didn't miss the program), saw the Elephants, trick dogs, unicyclist, and sat on a "horse". What an experience! We hiked back up to our seats, met up with Megan, Ben, and the twins. We HAD to buy something...I settled for popcorn. Little did I know that as soon as the lights dimmed and the circus begun the light up spinning unbelievable got to have it toys would begin pacing up and down the steps...just like beer at the ball games! Can you say crack for ADHD.....B nearly lost his mind in joy thinking he was going to talk me into that one, as if the gold popcorn for 7 dollars wasn't enough!

We'll go again next year...but I guarantee that I will be prepared with the NOT BUYING YOUR STUFF look.

Walk This Way.....Or May That Way!

2007-03-11T18:35:00.000-07:00

New York! What a great place......to visit. We landed and took a 50 dollar cab ride to Julie's work and then her house. I couldn't believe it! All the buildings, all the people, all the garbage piled on the sidewalk, all the noise....it was so exciting. Meg and I hauled our stuff up four flights of stairs to be greeted by Julie and Christopher's two dogs! Their apartment was cute...tiny, but cute and very livable. Do I need to tell you that I had spent days trying to figure out where and how I would go to the bathroom in such a small living arrangement? My worries were laid to rest when I realized I'd be just fine....Juls has as much of a stomach issue as I do!

Meg and I took off for our first day in the big city. We traveled the subway, rode the Staten Island fairy, saw Ground Zero, the Wall Street Bull. The people...not so friendly, no one smiles at you on the subway. In fact the subway "engineer" called out several times "If you're going to the Staten Island stop you need to be in front of the conductor" we all gazed back and forth to each other....."how the hell do you know where the conductor is?". She announced it about three more times before she began beating on the window motioning us all to move forward! Who knew she was in front of us!

We then met up with our NEW YORK friends and were told we look like tourist..but they'd be seen with us any how. Guess living in the big NY for about 4 months makes you the real deal. We ate crazy food....no chicken tenders with ranch here. I had a dirty dog, some kind of stuffed "shellish" sandwich, some absolutely crazy Chinese food (i kept thinking where's the sweet and sour chicken) they only had chicken feet and tofu dessert (Julie called this ice cream.....not a chance in hell this girl believed that@!)

The next day included walking across the Brooklyn Bridge....yes the whole thing, and yes it was cold! We saw Circle Park, several famous churches, the library, Rockefeller Center, the Today Show set, M&M store, and I even held a real life Oscar! A fantastic trip.....we hung out at Caroline's Comedy club and saw Damon Wayne's perform...funny guy! How could I forget my favorite part...CHINA TOWN!!! Who knew purses could be more fun than I've already built them up to be? We were in dungeons, shady minivans, alley's, and back rooms! I left with a Fantastic (real) Chanel and 2 Gucci's. We bought scarfs and pashminas, and a tourist name plate for the B man!

Overall the trip was fantastic. I loved every minute! Even though I was warned you can't explain all the walking that is done in NY. You can't explain the amount of people. You can't explain the noise. you can't explain the speed. You can't explain riding in a cab.....holding your breath the whole way. YOU MUST EXPERIENCE IT!!!! Let me know...I'll go again!

Jaded

2007-02-13T13:54:00.000-08:00

So tomorrow is the day of love! Who created such nonsense? Shouldn't everyday be about telling those you love that you do? Seems like a day created around making money. Well thanks a lot! Now there's a day which comes every year when I realize that I don't have that "special someone" in my life. I mean for cryin' out loud....I know my family loves me, I know my son loves me, and I know which friends luv me. It seems heart wrenching to get geared up to see others swell in flowers, chocolates, and sparkly gifts. Then there's the fact that most men detest the pressure that V-day puts on them. Why should we bark and complain about buying/doing something for the ones we love? With all that said I still, year after year, give in to the marketing and buy cards and what nots for those I luv and appreciate. AND, I'm sure you can guess that I wouldn't turn away any showing of appreciation or love. But this single girl must ask....."Does the day feel better when Mr. Special is around?" Let me know if I'm just building this marketing madness up into something it will never be!

So Much for New Years' Resolutions!

2007-02-08T17:26:00.000-08:00

Well my friend Karri so gently reminded me that it IS 2007 and I've yet to make one measly post! It's not that lots hasn't happened, we've had three birthdays (one of which where B turned 2), a trip to the ER, and adventures in the snow. It's a wonder I haven't written something everyday....so I suppose it's time for catch up!

January, started off well. It was warm and we quickly approached B's 2nd Birthday. Grand and Nana made B a homemade Elmo cake....he loved it! He was showered with gifts from the singing alphabet magnets to his first basketball hoop. This would be a good place to let you know that in our house every ball is a "football".....I think I have a short "Carson Palmer" in my future. The party was small but we loved it and he really seemed to catch on to the all American idea of "more presents" ....followed by please! We rounded off the January birthdays by celebrating Nana's birthday. Breakfast at Aunt Megan and Uncle Ben's house, play time at Otter ville, and dinner at the Boat House...does it get any better?

January also had me placing my house up for sale. It's amazing...one day I just decided I'm ready. We're moving! The house has been on the market for a week or two, it is showing well....and the weather is bad so I'm not sweating yet. I'm looking forward to the buying part more than the selling, but one step at a time!

January I've been focusing on making new "mommy" friends. I found a great group online at meetup.com. I've gone to a couple of events and hope that the attendance will pick up so that I can make some connections outside of work and friends for B too. One of these events found us at an indoor play land where B took a topple and busted open his lip! I, being raised in the "suck it up" family, said oh your fine, mama's here. That was until he picked his head up and had blood pouring from his mouth and all over my shoulder. This nice man stopped by to let me know I should probably head the the ER. "ER?! Where's that? How will I get there?" He replied in your car and all my mind can think of is how will B sit in his car seat all alone while I drive and who's going to keep the blood from getting all over the place? We made it there fine and thankfully Aunt Megan met us at the hospital for a little support for MOM...B was fine at this point. He earned his first set of stitches at a whopping 8 and he was a real trooper. Even said please and thank you to the doctors....which was a site with his fat lip going on.

February had the family traveling to Columbus to surprise Unc for his birthday. Lindsay was a major player in the plans and even had us over for cake after lunch. Her apartment is great, cozy and decorated perfectly. I approve! We all had fun and it was great to see the two of them when we weren't rushing around for holiday stuff. Maybe we'll make a habit of visiting Columbus more often, or even meeting at the Outlet Malls. Lindsay? What do you think of that idea? Just holler!

So here we are to today! Megan and I will be heading to NYC next week. B gets his first real hair cut on Valentines Day. Other than that I've caught you up. So here's to trying to stay on top the interesting stuff! Karri I envy your faithfulness to blogging and I strive to be more like that everyday. Stay on me....I need all the support I can find!

North Carolina: Our Second Home

2006-12-30T13:04:00.000-08:00

North Carolina: Our Second Home

Seriously if I could stand to be away from my family I would head back down to NC. I'm still amazed at how it's possible to meet people and become so close that you're willing to call them family, not to mention ride the roller coaster of the lives of each family member.

We arrived early on Wednesday after Christmas, after the fore mentioned flight. B and I were greeted by Nancy and quickly (minus the tidbit of a detour) were escorted to the house to see AJ and Otis. Their new house is amazing...they deserve every inch of it and boy the kitchen surpasses all the previous plans for the 4 Oaks house!

AJ and B quickly hit it off as if they had never been apart. The two of them played along side of each other, like most two year old's do, and left a large trail of toys and small destruction no matter where they went. We went to a couple of parks, were the kids burned off energy for their naps so their mom's could enjoy a little "friendship tea" and "20Q" on the back porch...next to that wonderful fire! A vacation it was!!

B and I also got to spend time with Nancy's mom, she's such a hoot and always makes me giggle. And as usual my dear friend Nancy has been out making new friends, so we spent one child free evening at the "Gaybors" house (that is her gay neighbor's) house. Side note: This is a term of endearment and Nick and Jon are aware of their precious title...in fact they wear it proudly and return the joy through great toys and attention to AJ. By the way I think I won that round of Texas Hold um.....just for the record! We also made a special stop to the front of the neighborhood to see my previous principal. It was nice to see him and his presence opened up some serious reminising on the part of Nancy and I. What was that custodians name? You know the one with the glasses? Sorry I digress.

Much to the children's delight we went to the "Meadow Lights" where we rode a "train" around to see all the lights. Followed by a fantastic merry-go-round experience...one of which caused a meltdown at the horses end....one might say that my child started acting like a horses end, but that might be cruel!

Seriously the kids were great, the company was better, the hospitality and "living" arrangements were past the par of a true southern bell, and how could I conclude this post without mentioning the "Friendship Tea", Choclate Eclair, Ranch Crackers, and Reedy Creek!

Traveling Two

2006-12-27T22:17:00.000-08:00

Things to consider when taking a

wonderful two year old boy

on an air plane:

1. Does the child have an ear infection that will cause him to have random acts of violence?
2. Is your hair pulled tightly back into a ponytail so this sweet little boy does not decide to become a beautician and sweep all strands over your eyes and into your mouth only to distract you from his next "evil" plan?
3. Have you been in bicep and tricep training in order to place the tightest bear hug ever around his small torso as the little (yet strong) boy thrashes in his attempt to escape your reach only to run up and down the ever so roomy aisle of the puddle jumper?
4. Did you tie the new white (yes lace up) shoes tight enough so that they do not become launching missiles onto the other passengers innocent forehead?

And finally

5. Can you carry the check on bag (with diapers, toys, and necessary id), the child, a folded up jogging stroller, and your own body up a flight of stairs down the hall and around the bend to the baggage claim only to add more to your list?

If so....YOU GO GIRL!!!!

Thank heaven for compassionate friends and family who realized that my weary look was well earned and my grateful sigh at the view of their presence was filled with much gratitude!

Christmas 2006: Round Two

2006-12-26T23:00:00.000-08:00

A new tradition has begun. For the past two years I've made breakfast and Nana and Papa (recently called "Bob") come over to enjoy the food and fellowship. This year B opened the presents that Santa brought. A big tent! What a treat! Big Lego's in a red fire truck...how did he know? By the way Mom loves to pick up those dag-blasted Lego's...what was she thinking!? An enjoyable morning followed by a much needed nap and then we head to Dayton. Granny Great has an unbelievable feast of Chicken Rolls, Ribs, rolls, sweet potatoes, double baked potatoes....pies......mmmmmm the memory is wonderful! It's hard to contain your mouth watering and not eating yourself silly.
Santa stopped by and gave us chocolate bars from the elves. B nearly knocked out all adults in the way to get in front of the man in red and proclaim "HO HO" "HO HO"....he really did admire the generous saint nick with wonder. Next year will be great.
A good night was had by all and the "Screw Santa" exchange between the family left me with a glittery gold pair of boxers (I'm sure the next man in my life will appreciate them!) and snowman floor mat. A good year...but the best is Granny fighting Megan for the Cone Dustbuster which she now swears by and all the cheap wooden frames filled with "OH so lovely pictures of Granny" in the past. Boy do these pictures irritate her....hope they show up again next year!

What Blessings!

2006-12-22T17:00:00.000-08:00

Do you find that this season brings about more focus on how lucky we are? I spent this last week of work selling "junk" (body soap, picture frames, candles, etc.) from the team of teachers homes to our students. My sixth graders were so grateful and excited to have an opportunity to buy something "special" for their family members, even if the items were rejects from someones home. Mean while the school was collecting coats (total 110) for the needy, and money to take 25 needy students Christmas shopping with a $100 budget. Then as the buzz of excitement ticked by as dismissal time approached we received an email that one of our students home had burned down. He is one of 4 children, two of which are very ill; the 3 year old being on dialysis. This family just lost everything, the roof over their head, their clothes, furniture, medicines, and medical equipment. It makes walking into your house to find that the strand of lights at the top of the Christmas Tree has burned out so minimal and nearly a silly thought. Although donating items to those that are less fortunate makes one feel appreciative for what they do have, I wish everyone was able to have the basic necessities of life....especially children!

Here's to loving your family and appreciating what wonderful blessings you've been granted! Here's to spending time with those that you love and painting beautiful memories and experiences on the blank canvas we call children!

Round One

2006-12-18T15:43:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was round one for Christmas 2006. Our immediate family choose to have our celebration early because Nana and Megan have to work on Christmas day this year. We enjoyed planning the unique menu (grilled burgers for Christmas dinner, who would have thought?) and I enjoyed moving around furniture for the event.

B had a cheesy grin all morning, until he remember that his back teeth were coming in and it actually was uncomfortable. The day was filled with quick openings of packages and a heartfelt "Wow" or "Oooooooooo" towards the package box and then the little guy asked for more. It really is true that I could have just wrapped empty boxes and he would have been just as happy! He opened a Clifford sweater from Megan and Ben and knew exactly who that Big Red Dog was. Lindsey (Unc's girlfriend) gave him the Hokey Pokey Elmo...and of coarse MY SON is shaking it all about! The car ramp and a soft "bigger than B" Elmo doll were hits as well. You can tell by the pictures that he was very intent on investigating his new toys and we all enjoyed sharing in his excitement.
The most touching gift was given to my by "B", Grandpa did the shopping. It was a book about awesome mothers, you know one of those cute quote books with the pictures of baby animals with their moms. It's one of those gifts that I'll cherish and enjoy reading right before I reach the brink on wanting to pull my hair out...LOL. Megan gave me a great gift as well. She gave me a three wheeled stroller, one of those big numbers that allow you to run/walk at a much faster pace. I'm looking forward to using it to fly to NC next week, but more importantly to help B and I put exercising back into our daily routine
A new addition to our family is Tater, pictured below. Ben finally resigned to giving Megan her much desired dog. It was a big Christmas surprise, and after a couple days of keeping the secret and suffering the wrath of Megan I know Ben will never be a sneaky man. Bless all three of their hearts!
The start to our Christmas only made me excited for more. I look forward to posting more about our events. I hope you and yours are off to a great holiday start.

The Buzz

2006-12-16T10:49:00.000-08:00

Well our family Christmas is tomorrow, only a week and a day early...but whose counting? The family, Nana, Papa, Megan, Kelen, Ben, Lindsey, and B and I will be sharing the day together. We're busy setting the table, wrapping gifts, and running to the grocery for all those forgotten incidentals. Nana and Megan took B downtown today to see the Train display. He left in glee, squealing "Choo-choo! Choo-choo!" and "Frain" (his version of the worlds common word of train). I now have a few hours to finish up and get ready for tomorrow...to bad I'll probably only fit in eating and taking a much needed nap! Oh how priorities of alone time change with the arrival of a child.

I've had at least three conversations debating on whether or not B should receive his gifts tomorrow or if I should split them up and save some for Christmas morning when we're alone. As my mind was wandering both my mom and sister reminded me that my concern was based more on my idea of Christmas than B's....he'll just be thrilled no matter what and has no idea what the date is or really what "Santa" even does. I'll pass along my final wisdom filled decisions after I figure out what I'll decide to do!

The Best Laid Plans

2006-12-12T14:41:00.000-08:00

Well I took today off in hopes of getting all the essentials done while B was at daycare. Boy was that a "dream". He wasn't at daycare for more than an hour until she called to have him picked up for an emergency. The little guy did pretty well, he went with me to pick up pictures, go grocery shopping, and even helped me cook....I use that term lightly. He actually licked the chocolate off of the spatula but isn't that how most chefs start their careers?

I've noticed some of his new favorite tricks today as well. He's all about walking around in just his diaper...no care that it's merely twenty degrees. He's beginning to be bossy too, don't know where he get that. He says "HEY....HEY....sit down" or "HEY....HEY....get up" "I want UP!" "MILK" and "SNACK" is his favorite. If only I could eat as many snacks and not gain a pound like him! He also begs to be outside and loves to roll on the ground, mud or not! I could have used the day alone and if it was anyone else I might be annoyed but he's such a joy...and makes me laugh and smile more than anyone else!

My First Time

2006-12-11T18:46:00.000-08:00

We're gearing up for the Holiday's. B is calling Santa, "HoHo", the standing joke is "Don't call your mom a "Ho". He has no clue but just laughs along with the rest of us. His personality just oozes out of his pores, he laughs and goes just like his mom...and crashes at night just like her too. He's obsessed with the lights of the season and is quick to call everything a "flashlight". I must say his favorite part of the season so far is that he's had time to hang out with Unc (Uncle Kelen). They seem to be best buds....B cries with pure sadness when Unc leaves him (again just like his mom).

We're starting to form our family traditions. Decorations up Thanksgiving Night, trip to the Festival of Lights at the Zoo, Sitting on Santa's lap (escorted by Aunt Megan), and a trip with Megan downtown to see the trains.

I'm still amazed at how much of the season's energy surges into B's body. I love the excitement he brings and am fighting off the personal exhaustion so as to enjoy every moment! May all of your days be enjoyable and memorable.