Grrrrrr

I am SO annoyed right now.  Don't want to get into it, but it deals with someone yelling at me about money when they're going out and spending money themselves.  ANNOYED!  That's all I gots to say about that.

Whiney Wednesday (plus 1)

1.  It's 1,005 degrees in my classroom.  It's December.  It's 28 degrees outside.  I have three windows wide open, and a fan running in my class room.  What's wrong with that picture?

2.  I can't complain about the heat being on in my classroom, because if they turn it OFF, then it would be 28 degrees in my classroom.  There's no happy medium.

3.  My head hurts.  Feels like someone has taken my brain, and played a round of handball with it, then gently placed it back inside my skull.

4.  I have to pee like a race horse, but I can't leave do so for another hour.  I foresee a bladder bag in my eminent future.

5.  My house is filfthy.  It's void of all cleanliness.  Kinda like my body's void of all motivation to clean it.

6.  I haven't started Christmas shopping yet.  My poor children are going to have socks, underwear, and stale chocolates under the tree on Christmas morning if I don't get my ass in gear.

There, I feel better.  Kind of. 
7.  Brownie spilled grape juice on my rug this morning.  Did I mention that part of the rug is cream colored?  Or, it USED to be?  It's grapey colored now.

8.  I just noticed, that, although I'm only 33 years old, that my hands look like they're about 67.  Very loose and wrinkly.  There's no way in hell that I would ever be able to be a hand model. 

9. 

Imma be

I think I might be getting sick.  My head hurts, I'm tired, I just feel all around crappy.  Not really in the mood to be teaching anything of the sort today.  I think they're lucky I even got my ass out of bed and made it TO work today.  I'm here, physically.  Mentally, I'm more of a jello-y formed mold of nonsense and uckiness.  Kinda like Bob from that alien cartoon movie.  Cept, I'm not green.  Well, maybe today I am.  I AM wearing a green shirt. LOL  I'm hoping the rest of the afternoon goes quickly so I can go home and lie down.  I just feel like going to sleep.  For a long time.  Until like, Christmas break.  I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I just am not in the mood to deal with people's stupidness today!

So, get this.  We have inter office mail here at the district.  I had some of Brownie's old clothes that I wanted to send to a friend of mine at a different school.  She has a daughter 2 years younger than Brownie, and I thought she could use them.  So I put them in a box, labeled it for her, and put it with the rest of the inter office mail.  Guess what?  The lazy sob's in the "mail department" of our district wouldn't take it!  They won't take boxes, apparently.  WTF?  Why not?  It's not like it weighed a whole hell of a lot!  It weighed, AT MOST 3lbs!  But, nooooooooo....we have to fill out a "pick up" order to get it delivered.  So, the secretary did just that.  She sent it in, and they STILL didn't come get it.  Sonofabitch!  So, you know what I did?  I stuck it to the stupid mail man!  I got  inter office mail envelopes from the secretary, and I put one or two pieces of clothing in each one, labeled it for Heather, and put them in the mail bag!  So NOW, instead of having to deal with ONE, 3lb box of clothes, he has to deliver 15lbs worth of envelopes!  BAAAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA HAAA!  Take that, you stupid mail man!  Maybe next time you won't be as lazy as a sloth and not deliver a tiny, lightweight box!  Merry F'in Christmas to you, Mail Man!
 

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

It's December 1!  And, it's snowing!  It's beautiful outside.  It's a fine, misty and fluffy snow that just kind of floats around in circles in the air.  And sitting here, looking out my classroom window, I can see for a mile or two.  I'm loving seeing the little flakes fly through the trees across the parking lot.  It's gorgeous! 

I talked with my brother in law the other day.  The one stationed in Afganistan.  He has a couple of guys in his troop who don't get much mail.  He asked if I could figure out a way to have his friends get a couple of pieces of mail.  So, myself and another teacher in the building, we're bringing Christmas cards for the students to write little notes of faith and encouragement to them, and we'll send them off this afternoon.  I feel bad that these guys don't get much.  It's so sad.  I know Rick is getting packages out the wazoo from everyone in the family, but then there's these guys over there with him, who are doing the same thing as him, who aren't getting anything from anyone.  How horrible is that?  Oh well, at least they'll have some Christmas cards to look forward to for the Holidays. 

I got the nicest review from my supervisor yesterday at work.  She gave me all satisfactories and outstandings.  It was delightful to see that.  And it actually makes me feel so much better about why I chose the profession I did.  For almost 12 years, at my old school....not once did I EVER get acknowledged by my supervisors for all the hard work I put into the students and my job.  If anything, especially by one particular person, I was always getting reprimanded for things she thought I was doing wrong.  I'm so glad that I'm now in a place that appreciates all that I do for these kids. It makes me feel like I'm making a difference in the kids' lives.  Which, I know I did at the other place, but it would have been nice to hear every once in a while, you know?  I had the parent tell me all the time, but it would have been nice to have the supervisor I had tell me, "Hey, M....you're doing a great job.  You're a real asset to the school."  Nope.  Oh, well...I'm getting it now and that is all that matters. 

Well, I'm going to go, and enjoy watching the snow dance outside my windows.  Everyone have a good day.  I can not believe, by the way, that I did not put one sarcastic remark into this post.....I think I'm going soft!!!

I heart I heart radio!

When I was working in the Detroit area, I use to leave at o'buttcrack hundred every morning to get to work on time.  My only saving grace on those long rides was my ability to listen to Mojo in the Morning on a local radio station.  I could get it as soon as I hit the Michigan border, and the signal got stronger as I trekked deeper into the abyss they call The Great White North of Michigan.  Through all the dysfunction and annoyance of driving 48 miles, one way, to work....Mojo, Spike and the others in the show were my little compadres on the expressway between Toledo and Detroit.  So....fast forward to 2009.  I was sick and tired of driving all that way, and actually working to pay my gas bill to GO to work.  So, I apply for, and get a job in Toledo.  I knew I could access the radio show on the computer, so I wasn't so disheartened thinking I wasn't going to get my daily fix.  Insert loud, obnoxious "nope you got it wrong" noise here!  My work computer won't allow streaming of the Mojo show.  B to the OOOOOOO!  So I went almost a year without my Mojo, (except for the rare instances that I was home and had the time to turn my laptop on and listen to it there).  But---then a miracle happened!  I discovered the "I heart radio" app on my Droid.  And Lo and Behold, guess who was listed in the app?  MOJO!!  So now, every day, I can sit at my desk, when I probably should have been working, and sip my highly caffenated coffee, listen to Mojo, and think of things I would rather be doing!  Now, granted, I have to wait a day to hear it, so I can't call in and be one of those obnoxious callers that I so enjoy listening to, but alas...I have my mojo back.  Thank you, I heart Radio!  You've totally made my work environment SO much more bearable!  I can now die a happy girl! 

Meat, meat, and more meat!

SO, I started back on my diabetic diet today with my good friend.  For anonymity, since her initials are KS, we'll call her Kansas.  I'm so tired of looking at my fat, whale-like self in the mirror every morning.  So....I'm back to the land 'o meat, and I've enlisted Kansas in joining me.  At least I have someone I can bitch and moan to when I REALLY want to have a big fat potato!  Actually, it's not hard doing it, I just have to stick to it.  Hopefully, Kansas and I can manage to keep the HoHos and Pizza Bites out of each other's mouths!  You hear me, Kansas?  No HoHos for you.....no Pizza Bites for me.  Oh, and no breakfast burritos, either!  No mas burritos, Sra. Basta!  No, no no!  So, for breakfast I had cheese and pepperoni, a salad with Italian dressing for lunch, a handful of nuts for snack, and a hamburger (sans bun) and sweet potato fries for dinner.  Nice and carb free!

Saturday was a pretty cool day.  Oh, wait...except for the fact that I had to wait in line with the girls for almost TWO hours, waiting for Santa Claus....only for them to spend 20 seconds with him and have Brownie tell him she wants a REAL puppy, and Blondie wants a kitten.  Um, ok....did they gang up on me to guarantee a live animal under the tree?  I asked Brownie, "So um, what are you going to do if Santa doesn't bring you a puppy?"  To which she replies, "Oh, he will! He said he will.  All I have to do it be a good girl!"  Great, so I'm going to have a couple of very disappointed children when they come downstairs on Christmas day, and Santa has brough socks and underwear instead of a puppy and kitten!  Poor kids....they're gonna need some major therapy in thier futures.  But besides standing in line for Santa, the girls and I went to the mall, and we participated in the activities for Santa's arrival.  They had cookie decorating for each child, and they could make their own hot cocoa, and there was a Radio Disney show that the kids participated in.  They loved it.  Gaby even won a Radio Disney tee shirt!  The whole time I was thinking, "great.....just another shirt that lies on the bedroom floor and not in the clothes basket...."  What a horrible mom I am!

'Tis the Holiday Season!

Christmas Card Insert 2010. Blondie and Brownie....appropriately named. If you can't figure out who's who....you have issues and need to call an opthamologist.

Caramel Apple Coffee

Is there anything more delicious that's ever been invented? I highly doubt that. It's two of the most wonderful things in the world, meshed into one, delightfully orgasmic wonder.....caramel apple coffee. Mmmmmm.....thank you, Carnation, for making my Autumn mornings a little more bearable! And trust me, after today, there's nothing that I couldn't love more than to sit down and enjoy a nice hot cup of my caramel coffee. Today was ridiculous. I'll spare you the boring details. Those aren't important. Let's just put it this way...it involved me standing outside in the 20 degree windchill for about an hour, in a light sweater and a skirt. Yeah.....freezing my ass off. LOL I don't think I've ever been so glad to get inside and feel the warmth of a building!

Went to dinner the other night. Blondie and Brownie were with us. We decided on Chinese food. We're sitting there, looking at the menu, when Blondie says to us, "I think I want Beef with Boktoy." To which we reply, "Don't think you'll like that, Blondie." Blondie replies with, "Yes, I will! It comes with a TOY!" It's a good thing we hadn't already gotten our food, because with the way J laughed, I think he probably would have spewed food all over the whole table. He was laughing his ass off. The things my kids come up with crack me up. Sometimes, it takes all my energy to not laugh at them out loud, and in public. That's all I need, is some random person thinking I'm a horrible mom. I already know I am. LOL! My poor kids are going to need therapy well into their adulthood!

Have Parent/Teacher conferences tonight for both girls. I really wish, though, that Brownie's teacher would have asked me what time to come, like Blondie's teacher did. I signed up for Blondie's, but then was just basically told when to show up for Brownie's. So, I have Brownie's at 5:20 and then have to go to Blondie's at 6:40. I guess it's good that I only live a short distance from the school, because I know I'll have an hour in between the two of them. Hmm, what to do in between those two meetings? Maybe some caramel coffee.....

8-3-10

I got back on my diet. I need to get this weight off that I gained back. I feel like a whale. I'm pretty sure I look like one, too. All you need to do is stick a blow hole in my head, and there ya go. I can't believe that I let myself go so much. I was looking DAMN good around September/October of last year, and then I stopped exercising, and my whole body goes to pot. Well, no more! I have to get back to where I was, and possibly even lower than that. I want my husband to look at me and have those cartoon eyes that pop out when he sees me. LOL! I started back yesterday, and I've already lost almost 2 pounds. To get back to where I was, I need to lose 24 pounds...well now, 22. But I'll get there. I think maybe I'll get there by October. I don't know. Depends on how much I exercise.

This weekend, my baby girl turns nine years old. God, where did the time go? I can't get over the fact that she's almost a whole decade old. I remember the day she was born like it was uesterday! Anyways, she's having a pool party for her friends. I'm making her cake look like the cover of a tigerbeat magazine. I think she'll love it. Also making monkey tails, chocolate covered bananas. I haven't decided what to eat yet....maybe just pizza? Fried chicken? What do you think? What do you think 9 year olds would eat? I have to cater to older people, too....so I am not really sure....


So, remember when I said that there couldn't possibly be anything worse than teaching ED at Libbey? Uh, yeah....I found it. I'll be teaching ED, ugh....AGAIN....at Scott this year. The actual being AT Scott isn't my issue. I don't mind being AT Scott. I don't want to teach ED. I can't STAND teaching ED. I can't. It's driving me crazy. The kids are horrible. BUT-at least at Scott, we switch kids between the 4 of us, and the classes aren't an hour and a half long like they were at Libbey. Block scheduling isn't bad for regular ed kids, but for ED kids, that is one hell of a long time to be putting up with something. They have very short attention spans. I'm praying that it won't be a horrid experience, and that I'll acclimate well....but I will still be looking in the School Line for other jobs, and if something shows up, I am 99% sure that I'll probably apply for it. So, if you're reading this....please please PLEASE say some prayers for me!!! I'm going to need them.

The Bachelorette-my view

Ok, so Ali's turn is here! She's back on the Bachelorette, and I have to say, ABC picked some la-hoo-sa-hers! Granted there are some nice guys in the group, some that I've already picked as favorites, but there a quite a few that I look at them and think some nasty, mean, and evil thoughts about! Here's my run down on it. This is only MY opinion, though...so if you don't like it, who the hell cares. Don't be posting your hate mail on my blog, stating your feelings. Because, frankly my dear, I couldn't give a damn.

1. Chris H-the Canadian. He's cute :) He's damn cute. A little TOO cute. He's like frat boy, bring home to mama cute. Somewhere down the line, that's gonna get him trouble...

2.Chris L-the landscaper, ex NYC teacher. I LOVE him! He's my favorite. I pegged him from moment one as one of those guys who will go far. He's a mama's boy, loves kids, lives on the beach, is loyal to his dog? What woman WOULDN'T want that???

3. Chris N-from Florida. His eyes creep me out. That's it in a nutshell. I don't do creepy. Next!

4. Craig M-Oh. My. God. And NOT in a good way. He's creepy as all hell! He stood half naked in front of his mirror and reponds to himself, "You're awesome." Um, no....you have a greasy Elvis bouffant, and you make fun of other guys on the first day there. You had one ugly ass outfit on, and you remind me of the guy with the scotch on the rocks who sits at the end of the bar, drinking himself into the oblivious slump because he's such a skeeve!

5. Craig R-the lawyer. I liked him! He kinda reminds me of Raymond's brother on Everybody loves Raymond. Awkward, yet cute in a weird sorta way. He was way up front with Ali, and ripped up Craig M. about the way he was acting. WTG, Craigers! I see him going pretty far, too.

6. Derek from Michigan-he lives very near to myself....yet he looks totally geeky and weird. Didn't like him. Glad he went home. Go back to playing Halo 4 in your mom's basement, Derek!

7. Derrick, AKA "Shooter"-WTF, man?!?!? Who the hell in their right mind would, on national television, admit to being a premature ejaculator? And you thought that would give you an edge on getting a rose? What the hell third dimension world do YOU live in???

8. Frank-I'm sorry....Frank, you're gay. You just don't know it yet. NEXT!

9. Hunter-the ukelele guy. I like him. He's quirky. I love quirky. I think Ali would, too. Did I mention to you that Ali and I would be besties if she would just acknowledge my existence? LOL

10. Jason-he was kinda quiet. Did he even get 1:1 time with Ali? There's your first mistake there, mister.

11. Jay-the personal injury lawyer. All I can say is, "Ew!" Greasy, skeevy hair. You sue people for a living. You're creepy all the way around. Plus, you need a haircut. Go back to the back page of your local telephone book.

12. Jesse-OMG, he's so adorable! Making that little wooden heart for her was THE perfect thing to do! Hell, if I wasn't married, he could come to Ohio and give ME a little wooden heart. He was too cute!

13. John C-"I hope this is one John you'll keep around" Is that the best you could come up with? Obviously, you need to go online and look up some charming pick up lines, because you suck. Go home! Plus, you need to wax your brows. They're a little "groverish."

14. John N-You're gay too, and just don't know it yet. Why don't you and Frank hook up?

15. Jonathon the weatherman-you are just a cheeseball. I think Ali is just keeping you around for shits and giggles. You won't be around long. It's cloudy with a chance of cheese. Bring your umbrella, because there's a 40% chance of light PARTicipation.

16. Justin the wrestler-I heart you, Justin! You are just adorable. You can be mean and impulsive, rated R even, when you need to be, but you melted like soft butter when you were around Ali. Now, if we could get you to get an actual j.o.b......

17. Kasey-you have stalker type tendencies. You need help. And speech lessons. Go home.

18. Kirk-HOTT! With two t's. I can't wait to see HIM with his shirt off! Who cares what his personality is like. We could just take him down off the pedestal when we need favors, and then put him back up, like a little cupid statue....

19. Kyle-you are odd and off beyond words and comprehension. You wear a bullet around your next and you give Ali a fishing hook? Wtf kind of drugs are you on? Thank God she saw that. Go make out with a bear.

20. Phil-you're an Ohio boy....I love you! So sweet and kind, kinda like a kiwi....tough on the outside and soft and squishy on the inside! I see good things in your future, young man!

21. Roberto-you've got it all the way, boy! You're going to be in the top 2 with Chris L, the landscaper. You had her as soon as you spoke Spanish to her. Very Ricky Ricardo-ish!

22. Steve-very boy next door like. Come mow my lawn. I think you're a cutie!

23. Ty-OMG, you're adorable! I heart you, too! sweet, gentlemanly, outdoorsy type. You're like Davey Crockett, but HOT!

24. Tyler M-you honestly look like you spend more time in the bathroom than most women, and for that, you need to go home. See ya!

and last but not least.....

25. Tyler V-I'm pretty sure you were that one geeky kid in high school who no one wanted to go to Prom with, and you went to school and became wickedly successful, just so you could punch everyone in the face at your reunion. Because I was like that, too....I commend you, and I'm rooting for you. Eventhough you're not as hot as the others....there's something oddly attractive about you!

So yeah...there's my take on the 25 guys Ali has to choose from. Take it or leave it. I can't wait to see who she ends up with in the end. God, I hope it's not creeper Craig M. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit thinking of him...excuse me whilst I go brush my teeth.

~Later Days!

The Bucket List

Everyone has one, whether it's written down or just inside their head. You know you do. The Bucket List. That list of things you want to do before you die. It's ok. I have one, too. And here is my bucket list. Now, granted...mine may not be the type of stuff that is going to change the world. It's basically a list of stupid things that amaze me, and that I want to do or accomplish before I kick that ever-inducing bucket. So, without any further ado....may I present, MY Bucket List:

1. To fly in a jet plane. Not a regular jet plane that carries people from point A to point B, but the type of jet plane that flies over the baseball field after the National Anthem has been played. The type of jet plane that, when you're in it, you have to wear an oxygen mask just to survive, and your face looks tighter than Joan Rivers after a spa treatment. The kind that makes that gigantic sonic boom in the air.

2. Go on a ghost hunt. I don't care who it is. I just want to go on a ghost hunt. I'm fascinated by that sort of stuff. I want to hear something, see something, feel something. I don't care. I just want to go. Is there anything wrong with that?

3. Along the same lines as #2, I would also like to speak to a person like John Edward, someone who speaks with the dead, to see if they can maybe make contact with my mom. I miss her so much, just knowing that she's around me and is with me would bring me such comfort and give me the closure I need. I didn't get to say good bye to her.

4. Quit my job and open up a bakery. Not just a doughnut and bread bakery, but a sweets shop. I wanna sell cakes, cookies, pies, and cream puffs. Brownies and fruit breads, and stuff like that. Both sugar filled AND sugar free! There are so many diabetics in the world....we derserve sweet stuff, too, Damnit!

5. Ride in a hot air balloon. I think that would be SO freeing to just be in a basket with a big old giant hot air balloon above you.

6. To travel to Greece. I want to see the Parthenon. I don't know why, I guess just to say I've been there and done that. I just think Greece is awesome.

7. I also want to go to Germany to visit my friend Christina, and to also go to Auschwitz. There's something so powerful and gut wrenching about being there. Along those same lines, I would like to go to Amsterdam, and see the hiding spot of Anne Frank. For the same reasons.


That's it for now...I'm sure as I get older, I'll add on to it. What are some things you have on YOUR bucket list???

~Later
M

BWAHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

I just had to post this! I about pissed my pants while I watched this. I don't know whether it's just because it's funny, or it's funny because I teach in an inner city school, but OMG, did this crack me up!

Bein Venido, Betty Suarez!

Is it pathetic that I'm sorta sad that Ugly Betty is off the air? I mean, yeah, it got pretty hokey the past year or so, but I'm gonna miss Betty Suarez! I loved that show! I think I kind of related to Betty. Not in the fact that I worked for a high fashion magazine, and I was a young Mexican chick with braces and a parka....but in the fact that I am a woman on a mission. I know what I want, and I know I won't give up until I get it. I'm kinda stubborn that way. It's gotten me through life without too many scars so far, so I guess I won't complain...but I loved the fact that Betty didn't fit into the mold, but worked her way up through bitches and pretty people to make a name for herself. And the chick blogs! Granted it's not funny like mine, and she actually had some sustanence in her writings...unlike me who could write three or four pages on cheese, LOL!

OH! And I was just watching The Insider on tv, and they were showing that ABC is refusing to show a Lane Bryant ad for their bras and panties, saying it is too "risque" for the channel. Um, hellOOOO.....have you SEEN Dancing with the Stars? Edyta S. wears like an inch of material on each boob, and a half inch of material on her vajayjay! And they are saying a plus size model wearing a bra and panty covering EVERYTHING is too risque? Um, ok.... This pisses me off, majorly. As a big girl myself, I am completely offended by ABC because I just KNOW that they're doing it because the woman wearing it is a size 16....a supposed "plus size" model. I think she looks beautiful! They show Victoria Secret's ads. Why is it ok for THEM but not for Lane Bryant? It's because the girls are not as emaciated as the Victoria's Secret model. For God's sake, eat a fucking doughnut!!! Drink a slurpee and eat a fucking doughnut!

...and on that note...because apparently because I'm a bigger girl and it's all I'm allowed to wear, I'm going to go slip into a moo moo and man panties and seduce my husband!

Later Days!
~M

Lazy much?

Ok, 1....I successfully watched 14 hours of Little House on the Prairie yesterday. How sad is that?!?!? And I totally didn't get my butt up off the couch unless it was absolutely necessary. It didn't help the situation that I had a sinus headache from hell all day yesterday. So, I guess 90% of my laziness could (and probably should) be blamed on that :P Sound good? I thought so! I even DVR'd the Disney ones so I could watch them when I woke up, which I just finished, and it's now 7:15AM, and I should be getting ready for work. Blah! Work. At least there's only 37 more days of work left before summer begins!

WA-HOO!!!!!!!!!

I am more excited than a fat kid in a sweets shop! I just scored some AWESOME seats to the Brad Paisley concert on June 4th! The tickets didn't go on sale until 10AM, so I was on that website at 9:59AM, waiting for it to turn from "More info" to "Purchase Tickets" at 10. As soon as it did, I put in 4 tickets, and best available, and I got seats real close to the stage! I'm so geeked! And yes, I said geeked! I really am! Darius Rucker is opening up for him, and I think I might be a little more excited to see Hootie than I am for Brad (as awesome as he is). Hootie is great! The reason I got four tickets is because our friends, Chuck and Dawn, will be coming with JB and I. They're just going to pay us back for the two tickets we got for them. That way, we'll be able to sit together.

I'm having a Pure Romance party this weekend. I'm excited to have a little get together for the lady friends. I'm making it a themed party. Everyone's gotta wear pajamas. That way, no one will have to worry about wearing anything fancy schmancy. Also, I'm making a penis shaped cake, complete with cream coming out of it, franks n' beans, cocktail WEINERS, assorted NUTS, BLOW pops, pixie STICKS, pretzel RODS, cheese BALLS, corkSCREW pasta, and SEX on the beach. :) It'll be fun. JB is taking the girls and dog, and headed out to camp with them for the weekend. It'll be my first weekend alone, without anyone. I honestly don't know exactly how to feel about that. On one hand, I'm like, "SWEET! I'm free!" as I never EVER get me time. But, on the other hand, I'm kinda nervous about it because I'll be alone, withOUT the dog. Last time I spent the night alone, I had at least the dog with me. But not this time. It'll just be me and the cats. I'm thinking I'll be sleeping with the tv on all night both nights. Hopefully, I'll get enough ladies to come and buy stuff that I can get a shitload of free stuff. The last time I had one, I think I spent fifteen dollars, which is over what I had in free money.

Well, I better get going. Have a lot of stuff to do today. Later Days!
~M

It's been beautiful all week long. Of course, up until today, I was inside painting Blondie's room lime green. And now that I'm done, guess what the temp is? It's like 45 degrees and extremely windy outside. Freezing compared to the other days this week. WTF? Of course, it's because I could actually GO OUT today, and it decides to be a shitty ass day. The kids are cranky, Brownie especially. I'm tired, I could totally pass out and take a nap (which I still may do!) and my house needs to be cleaned. I'm having a Pure Romance party on Saturday. Went out and got all the stuff I needed for it. It should be a good time. I'm excited, but my house is filfthy. Hair and dust all over the place. Maybe I'll take my nap then clean. Yeah....that sounds like a plan! Sleep, THEN clean! Superior decision there, M! Superior decision!
~Later Days!

Only my child....

Ok, so Brownie has been doing some really hilarious stuff here lately. We came home from somewhere the other night. She REALLY had to go to the bathroom. Now mind you, we have TWO bathrooms in the house. Blondie was in the upstairs one. Brownie runs in and tells her to get off, she has to go. OF course, mid-pee, Blondie couldn't get off. So this is what happens next:
Me: Brownie, go downstairs and go potty.
Brownie: No, Mama. I don't want to!
Me: Well, I guess you don't have to go that bad.
Brownie: Yes, I do.
Me: Well, then go downstairs!

***Silence........***

About fifteen seconds later, I hear, "EW! BROWNIE! That's GROSS!"

I run into the upstairs bathroom, expecting to see blood splattered all over the bathroom floor. Is that what I saw? Nope! Guess what I walked in on? Danielle, sitting on my silver metal bathroom trash can, lined with a grocery bag, pissing to her heart's content! Yes, my daughter is a voyeaur! She's peeing in unconventional places! Her excuse? "I didn't want to go potty downstairs."

So, needless to say, she was made to empty the trash can, take the pee infused garbage outside to the large can, come back in, wash and dry my trash can, put it back, then wash out my sink because it had pee pee in it!

Ahhhhh, the life of being a mom! Someday I'm going to look back at this and laugh my arse off.....someday....

~Later Days!

BAH! FML

AHHH! I gained weight! Damnit all to hell, I gained weight. Granted it's ALL my fault. I wasn't exercising like I'm supposed to, but damnit! That means I have to lose it all over again. It's not much, but still....damn it! Gotta get my butt in gear and get back on track. So be it. BAH! I just can't believe that I let myself go a little bit.

It's been a while since I posted. Had a great weekend. I took the girls to Genoa High School's production of "The Wizard of Oz" on Friday night. It was soooooooooo good! You would never know they were high school kids with the amount of talent coming out of that school. Every one I've ever been to has been wonderful. The boy playing the Cowardly Lion was phenomenal. I couldn't get over him. He was so funny, and had the Lion down to a tee. Dorothy, too. She even had Judy Garland's whiney little voice perfect! Saturday we didn't really do anything. Just hung around the house and relaxed. We did go to Tractor Supply and bought some ramps for the truck so we could put the golf cart on it, but they ended up not working, so we took them back. JB decided we're just going to borrow someone's trailer to take it out and bring it back. It's not like we don't need it more than twice a year, ya know? Then yesterday we went bowling with our friends, C&D, and their kids. Then we went to dinner at Fritz & Alfredo's. I got me another blueberry margarita. OMG are those things delish! They could seriously mess me up big time! First of all they're huge....and secondly, they most likely have three or four shots of tequila.

This Saturday, I'll be helping my friend, Crystal, move into her new apartment. I hope everything goes smoothly.

Well, better get going. Have a good one!
~Later Days

YAY to the YAY!!

I am SO SUPER geeked! One of my all time favorite bands, the Bare Naked Ladies, is coming to the zoo May 14th. I am SOOOOOOOOOO there, even if I have to sell my body on the street corner for tickets! I think I have every once of their CD's and what I don't have on CD, I have from ITunes. I saw them at Lollapalooza one year, and they were GREAT!!! I hope JB will go with me, but even if he doesn't, hell I will go all by myself, and soak in their awesomeness all alone! I want front row tickets. God, I hope I can get as close as possible. Cross your fingers and pray I can score a couple of great seats!!! There are so many of their songs I totally love....GOD I AM SO EXCITED!

~Later Days!

Sigh

I'm not normally one to complain. I mean, I try to look at the positive stuff in life. But this job, ugh! This job has gotten me so mentally and physically drained and burned out. I've never been burned out to the point where I contemplate changing careers. If only I knew something other than education....but I don't. And it pisses me off, because it leeaves me where I am. I subbed for an English teacher yesterday last hour. It was awesome. It was the best I have felt at that place all year. Why? Because the kids actually wanted to learn. They actually let me teach! It felt so nice to be doing what I love again. Then, then I had to go back. Which totally took my good mood away. I know I shouldn't let it get me down, but it does. And the fact that the administration isn't backing me makes it all the harder. I have 53 school days left. I have to just make it that long, and then I can hopefully move on with my life and do something better. The one job I was hoping to get, I don't think I am going to be able to get. I think the more senior person in the building is going to go after it. Sigh.....I have to remember that it could be worse, I guess. I could be without a job. It's hard to be positive when all you get is negative, all day long.
I'm actually kinda hoping they DO close the school, as then I'll have a better chance at getting the job I want.
~Later Days

The Countdown has begun!

55 days left until summer vacation! YAY! I can't wait until that time. I can't wait until it's nice and warm outside, and I wake up at like 8AM with no worries, the girls and I can stay in our jammies or swimsuits all day without having to answer to anyone. I can't wait until I don't have to teach these kids that I teach right now. I'm having a VERY difficult time even being motivated with kids who want to do nothing but drink, smoke, talk about "hitting that" in regards to women, and kids who tell me to shut the fuck up. It's very demeaning. I pray and pray every day that I can get a position outside of E.D. I hate teaching E.D. I wish I could go into detail about how some of the students act, but I can't. That would be unethical. But let's just say that the majority of them would rather be in jail than go to school. It's just not a fun teaching situation. I can see why they only can keep teachers in there for a year at a time. The burnout rate is really REALLY quick. I was burnt out by the first month! But, unfortunately, before I can change, I was put through the intern program. For FIRST year teachers! Am I a first year teacher? No. And, ok, for the most of it, I don't mind being in the intern program....but I think there needs to be some changes to it. I feel that if there's an experienced teacher in the program, and they want to change, then they should be able to. I wasn't allowed to change for the whole first year. I can see a first year having to stick it out, but come on now....I've been teaching for 11 years!

Well, speaking of which, I need to go get ready. Gotta be at work by 7:45 today.

Later Days

Tyrant Tuesday-Friday's Edition

1. I STILL still have zits. And I'm not talking the little whitehead, pop 'em and they're done zits. I'm talking about the ginormous, crater making puss filled zits that feel more like extra appendages on your face zits. WTF?

2. I'm taking two five year olds to Chuck E. Cheese, all alone, this afternoon. WTF was I thinking? May God have mercy on my soul!

3. I've had a day and a half off of work because I've been sicker than a dog...and I have to go back today. I don't want to.

4. My house is absolutely filfthy. Well, filfthy to me. Filfthy in other peoples' standards may not be as filfthy as my standards. I have stuff everywhere. Some people may say, "Oh your house is just lived in." Uh, no. It's cluttered, and I am running out of room.

5. Is it Spring yet?

6. They're closing my school at the end of the year. They will probably send me to another school that I don't want to be at instead of a school I WANT to be at.

7. I got a really bad buzz off ONE margartia last night. I'm a weakling now!

8. Then, after I got my buzz, we went over some rr tracks on the way home, and I hit my head on the pokey part of the seat belt holder. Now I have a giant goose egg on the side of my head. It was rediculous!

9. Wishes they had tv shows like Family Matters on again. Those early 90's shows were great! Now all we have is crime dramas. BAH!

10. I wish we had dress down Friday at work, where I could wear jeans. They don't allow it. double BAH!

11. Hubby's home from work today. Wish I could stay home with him. Please refer back to whine #2.

12. This damn cold's gotta GO! I've had it for over a week, and I'm done with it. Begone, you damn cold! Begone!

13. I have to stop whining to go get ready for work.

Later Days!

I can't say I'm surprised....

I guess they're going to close the school I work at the end of this school year. Like I said, I can't say that I'm all that surprised. The school is in ruins. It's so old. There are holes in ceilings, walls, cracks all over the place, I've seen cockroaches near the cafeteria....which totally grosses me out! My classroom itself has only one electric outlet, and plastic windows that don't lock. I guess they're cutting 35 jobs in the district, too....but I'm pretty sure that I am ok with my position, because I'm special education. There are a TON of special ed kids in the district, and they already don't have enough teachers. I'll just have to go somewhere else in the district. I am just praying that it isn't Scott. Please not Scott. EW! So, I guess we will have to see what happens when the levy either passes, or doesn't pass (which I am pretty damn sure it won't).
Later Days

Okay, I've had enough

This damn cold has GOT to go! I've had it for over a week now, and it's still lingering. My ears are still plugged, my nose is still stuffed up, I'm over it. Begone with your bad mammajamma self, cold! I'm over you. Move on to your next victim!

Funny like in funny LOOKING, or funny like in ha ha?

People tell me all the time that I'm funny, or that they love my sense of humor. I think I'd like to talk about that for a few minutes. I think I had a pretty good sense of humor all along, but this past couple of years is when my true personality started shining and coming out. It all started happening around the time my mom passed away. I guess her passing hit me like a ton of bricks, because I was only 31, and my mom was gone, and I felt a little alone inthe world. I felt like God had given up on me, and taken her away. I was mad at him. I shouldn't have to be going through life at 31 without my mother (when in all actuality, I had been going through life without my mom for a long time....as she was here physically but not mentally. She didn't even recognize me). But besides all that, her passing really had an incredible impact on me. Just after her passing, I came across this quote:

Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets.

So, love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't,

and believe that everything happens for a reason.

If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it.

Nobody said that it'd be easy. They just promised that it would be worth it.

This quote couldn't have come into my life at a better moment. It really put my life into perspective. I was sitting around after her death, all mad and upset with God and the world for having taken my mother away, when in fact, he didn't. He actually brought her back to me. Now she could remember. Now she was whole again. I hadn't thought about it that way until I read that quote. And from that moment on, I decided to take life by the horns and life it as though it were a gift, not a mundane task. I guess this is where my personality started blossoming. I had always been one of those types of people to be sarcastic and try to smile often, but it just perpetuated into something more, and the velocity of my outlook on life intensified. I began to smile more often, laugh when I could, love at all times, and not sweat the small stuff. What is life if you can't make fun of it? It's just a mundane task. And I know my mom wouldn't want me sitting around being mundane. She was always so full of life and love. And that's how I strive to be now. I strive to make the best of all situations, and to laugh as much as I can. So yeah, that's where my humor came to its peak. Now I guess, it's one of the main traits that people see in me. Which isn't a bad thing...at least I don't think so. I like to think that making people laugh is a gift. And I believe it's a gift my mom gave me when she went home to be with God....a little something of her that she left behind for me.

So, if you think I'm funny looking, so be it. I don't care. In fact, what else can I do to make you smile? Do I need to tell you a corny joke? Or wear two different socks (don't knock it, I've been known to do it!)? Or, if you just think I'm funny ha ha, that'll be good enough too. Thanks, Mom. Thanks for helping me spread the smiles!

~Later Days

M

I think I'll give myself an award I don't deserve!

Just throwing this out there cause I feel the need. That Pleschenko dude, the ice skater from Russia? Yeah, he needs to get a life. What a loser! Really dude....you lost. You got second. There's nothing wrong with coming in second....especially at the Olympics? Why do you feel the need to bash the person who got first, and for God's sake....making yourself a fake medal? WTF man?!?!? That would be like me giving myself a Teacher of the Year award when I haven't won it. Get. Over. Your. Self. You wear tight outfits and dance on ice. Not rocket science. The other guy was better than you, and you can't take it. Go back to Russia and stand in line for some bread. It's over. Move on with your life and quit trying to justify giving yourself a "platinum" award.

Ok, stepping off my pedestal now.

~Later Days.
M

Damn sinuses

This week is going so incredibly slow. Seriously, I mean it. The way I feel, it should be Thursday and Friday by now, but it's only Wednesday. WTF? And for the past few days my sinuses have been kicking my ever loving butt, and making me feel like my head's been squished up against a wall by a Peterbuilt. I hate having sinus issues. Why can't I have normal nasal cavities like everyone else? Why do mine have to be retarded and like to make me miserable? Damn sinuses. Curse you! I had surgery about three years ago to try and rid myself of the dreaded sinus infections. Ok, so yeah, haven't had many infections, so to say, but it hasn't stopped the sinus ISSUES. Bah! But yeah, yesterday at work went sooooooooooooooooooooo slowly. It felt like time was going by half as fast as it should have been. When it was noon, it seemed like it should have been three pm....but it was only noon! WTF....

It's snowing again. Yes, I said AGAIN. I really regret having said in that previous post that I wanted some snow, because now I got my wish and it won't stop! Good news is that we finally got our golf cart delivered! John, Danielle and I went out in the garage last night, and just sat on it. I know, kinda dorky, but it was fun! I can't wait until we get it out to camp, and we can ride around on it with a drink in our hand. Fo me, I'm thinking it'll be a diet Coke, because I just can NOT handle my liquor anymore! John and I went out to dinner last weekend, and I ended up having three Long Island Ice Teas (they were SOO good) made with Diet Coke....and let me tell you...they knocked me on my ARSE. We got home around 7:30PM, and I went down for the count! I lied down on the couch and ended up falling asleep until 9:30, and then got my dizzy butt up and went to bed. Hubby wasn't too happy. Guess he was feeling a little frisky that night. Um, yeah...I was a total zombie until the next morning. Sorry, honey! :)

Well, I guess it's time for me to get up and get ready for work. Of course, I know today will go just as sleply as yesterday. Maybe I'll come home for lunch today. It'll help out, I think. Until then....
~Later Days!

*sigh*

So, yeah....today's my baby's 5th birthday. Brownie turned five at 9:46AM this morning. She was so excited. She took cupcakes to school, and we stopped at the store and got ice cream for dessert tonight. She had pizza, which is the first real "non soft" food she's had since she had her tonsils out. We got her two Wii games, both Dora and Diego. She hasn't stopped playing it since she got it. She just keeps moving back and forth between the two of them. She's having a ball.

Meanwhile, I'm downstairs being a geek, and working out to Diane Sawyer. I'm sorry, I couldn't find anything good on television, so I just ended up watching the news. Ironic thing is, I'm here working out, and they're doing a story on the hot dog. And the whole time I'm watching it, while sweating on the eliptical, I'm imagining myself chasing down a foot long with kraut and chili! Is that sad?? Or just plain pathetic? I haven't had a REAL hot dog in so long...well, as long as I've been diagnosed with diabetes. Being a diabetic makes you have to change your diet so drastically....I can't have any bread...so that means I can't have any hot dog buns, and man...it makes for a sad day.

Well, it's almost time for the Bachelor-the Ladies Tell All!!! I can't wait to see the crazy chick come back! I can't wait to see what she has to say. And to see what the OTHER women have to say!!! It's going to be a GOOD show! I'm sure I'll have a lot to talk about tomorrow! Anyone else out there like to watch this unrealistic reality show? Email me...we'll chat! :)

Later Days!
M

Well, we did it! We went and got ourselves a golf cart for out at the lake! And, I must add, it is effin' SWEET! It's all pimped out with skulls and flames. We went down to this place with the mindset that we were just going to "look" at them. Oh, we looked at them all right! We looked so hard that we bought one right there on the spot. It's awesome looking. We'll get it on Monday or Tuesday. Here's a picture of it.

I said it was sweet! Pretty nice, huh? I can't wait to get it! Blondie even said, "Momma, we're going to have lots of friends, now!" How priceless is THAT?!?!?!? I can just imagine it now....US being in the golf cart parades now, instead of us being the dorky ones on the side of the road that wave and say, "hi!" whilst secretly wishing we were cool enough to have a golf cart. Well, we ARE cool enough now! Wahoo!!!!! And we're gonna be the coolest ones ever! I have SKULLS on mine, damnit! Skulls! What's cooler than SKULLS? Nothing, I tell you....nothing is cooler than having skulls on your golf cart! JB's been looking online to see if we can get a cover for it now. I wouldn't want any weathering on my new kick ass golf cart!

Well, off to do some chores for today. Everyone have a great day. Smile often, laugh more, and don't sweat the small stuff!

~Later Days!

2-19-10

I can't believe that Brownie will be five in three days! It seems like I just gave birth to her a little while ago. God, how time flies! Pretty soon, both the girls will be teens, and wanting to go on dates and drive Mom's car to the mall. It's just amazing to me that they've grown so much. I guess that means that it's also amazing that JB and I have now been together for 10 years! Holy crap! That's a GOOD holy crap, by the way ;)

I heard the birds chirping outside yesterday. I'm going to take that as a hint that spring is coming. Thank GOD! It's been one hell of a long winter. I don't know how much more snow I can take. Remember that one post where I said I wanted some snow? Uh, yeah...can I take that back? There's an over abundance of snow out there now! And it won't go away! And it didn't help my little situation that I got myself into yesterday on my way home from work. Yes, there's another M-blunder on the horizon! I was driving home from work yesterday. I saw one of the people I worked with walking on the sidewalk, so I rolled down my window to talk to them. Well, I did so, and proceeded to roll it back up to go on my way....except....the damn window wouldn't roll up. All I got was this "rrrrrrrrrrrr" every time I pressed the button to roll it up. "Shit," I thought to myself. So, I stick my hand in between the rubber things to try and get it up. Nope, not happening. Meanwhile, I'm still driving on Western Ave. toward the Anthony Wayne. This is NOT a slow street, mind you. It's pretty busy, especially right after school gets out! Well, it still didn't work....so I had to drive ALL the way home, ON the expressway and through downtown, in 38 degree weather, with my window down. I froze my you-know-what off! I finally get home and park the car. All the way home, I kept trying to get the window to come up, and failed. For some reason, before getting out of the car, I decided to turn it off, turn it back on, and try it again. (Why, for GOD'S SAKE, did I not try that BEFORE I drive all the way home....) Guess what? Ta-DA! It went up. So, dumb ass me....I didn't think to do that before I got on the expressway. Had I thought of that, I probably could have saved myself the cold air, and the embarrassment of having people stare at me like I have three heads! Why wouldn't they, of course? It's freezing out, and I'm driving on the expressway with my window completely open! If I would have seen that in someone else's car, I would have looked at them the same way! So, yeah...that's the latest in my stupid behaviors. It's a good thing, because it gives you, the readers, something to laugh at every once in a while!

Which brings me to another gripe. I absolutely HATE driving through downtown Toledo, especially on my way home from work. I have to drive by all the judicial buildings, and the police station, etc...to get to the expressway. I tell you, people who work downtown are rediculous! The policemen and women park their cop cars on the road, next to their own cars, so they can pack up whatever it is they need instead of doing what normal people do....carry their shit. They double park with their lights on, and all of us people who are trying to drive on the road get stopped and/or have to move over into one of the other lanes to try and get past. But God forbid if a regular citizen try to do that, those cops would be right there, giving those people tickets. Drives me crazy! Then, THEN, why do they wait until rush hour to decide to do road work? Why don't they do it at night time when there aren't any cars down town? I can't tell you how many days out of the week, I'm driving down Adams Street or Washington Ave, to have to stop because some guy's down a manhole. Seriously, though...it's already dark down there! Why do you have to do it during the day? It's not like the sun's rays of light are going to illuminate your way...you're friggin' underground, doofus! It's a good thing I'm a somewhat sane person, (notice I said SOMEWHAT) because there have been times when my mind gets the better of me, and I imagine myself doing not so nice things (like rear ending) to those cars that double park on a major thorough way! Ok, bitch session done. I'm moving on with my day!

Later Days~

2-15-10

What a long few days it's been. Brownie had her surgery last Thursday, the 11th. She has such a trooper! The nurses fell in love with her and told us that she was such a sweet little girl. She was walking around before the surgery with the anesthesiologist, greeting all the other people waiting to have their surgery, and giving everyone stickers from her Dora sticker book. After the surgery, she was kinda upset, but she calmed down pretty quick, and she started drinking right away. Ever since then she's been pretty good. She has had her moments of tiredness here and there, and crankiness every once in a while....but for the most part, she's been pretty good. I haven't had work since last Monday. We had two days of snow days, and then two days off because of Brownie's surgery, and today off because of President's Day....so I'm nice and relaxed. Don't really want to go back to work tomorrow :( But it's ok, I guess....because next thing I know, it'll be Spring Break, and I'll have another week off, then I'll be getting off for summer. I can't WAIT for that! I will be out to camp as much as I can be this summer! So much fun!

Well, don't want to spend all day on the computer today. Have to go get girl scout cookies and deliver them today. Have a great day!
Later Days!
Me

2-9-10

It's a SNOW DAY! It's a SNOW DAY! The snow is just a fallin' and a fallin' out there, and it's supposed to continue all the way through tomorrow evening. Most people would say, "YUCK" but I say "YAY!!!!" Why? Because I won't have work today, and most likely tomorrow....plus, I already have Thursday and Friday off for "Brownie's" surgery, and Monday for President's Day. Which means, essentially, I don't have to go to work until NEXT TUESDAY! Weeeee HOOOOO!!!!

It's kind of a hard day, though, too. My BFF, "L," her grandmother passed away yesterday. She was such a wonderful old lady. I loved her. She was so sweet. One thing I'm always going to remember about her is her cookies that she made at Christmas. That lady could bake like no one's business! She made the most extravagant cookies. Not only were they good, but they were just beautiful looking! She made these ones that looked like lace, no lie! They really did. I'm so sad that I can't be there for L. She really could use me there right now, but there's no way I could do it. With Brownie's surgery coming up, plus the storm, there's absolutely no way that I could make it there. I sent some beautiful flowers to the funeral home. Some really bright and beautiful ones that I think Gramma I. would have liked. But my heart goes out to L. She and I have been bff's for many, many years, and I just feel horrible that I can't be there for her. She knows that my thoughts and prayers are with she and her family. Goodbye, Gramma I. Your spirit will be greatly missed.

Well, it's about time I go plow out the driveway. I'm not complaining, because after I'm done, I can come back in! No work!

~Later Days!

2-6-10

Had some unexpected visitors, but very welcome ones, last night around 11:30. A girl I went to school (elementary and high, even college) with was traveling to Indiana with her husband and children. They got stuck in the nasty snow storm that was ripping through the state, and she texted me on how the weather was in Toledo. I told them it was bad, and invited them to just crash here for the night. It was nice seeing her. The weather WAS pretty nasty, and I'm glad we were able to accomodate them for the night. They're well on their way to Mishawaka now. But it was nice to see them. They have a little baby, "A," who is just absolutely adorable! She was such a happy little thing!

I don't really have much to say today. The week went pretty smoothly, although I'm glad it's the weekend. I only have to work three days next week, and I'll be off Thursday and Friday for Brownie's surgery. Then only four days the week after that. So I'm sure it'll be pretty easy. I think I'm going to go looking online for a pure romance consultant. I think I'm going to have another pure romance party in April. They are so much fun! Anyone reading this that can come, let me know and I'll send you an invite!

Until then,
Later Days!

2-2-10

Tyrant Tuesday

Starting a tradition now.....Tyrant Tuesday. Every Tuesday, I'm going to allow myself to sit down and bitch...about anything I want. No holds barred. No holding back.

Here goes....

1. Who gives a rat's ass about the remake of "We Are The World?" Certainly not me! Anyone who actually goes to Itunes or the store and buys that CD is a moron. Do you really think the money you pay is going to go toward Haiti? Did it go to Africa? They didn't seem any better off than before the first version was made.

2. I have a gigantic zit that just will NOT go away. It's like I have a smaller version of my nose on my chin. It's huge. I think it may just begin talking soon. Everything I've tried has failed. Toothpaste, vinegar, alcohol, zit cream, plain old washing....short of cauterizing it, nothing's working.

3. I really hate having to deal with insurance companies. No offense to those of my friends who work for them....and I know I have a couple, but come ON already....I give you my insurance info at the doctor's office, but you still say I don't have any insurance? Where the hell did the photocopies of my cards go then? They're floating out into the abyss of oblivion somewhere, waiting on an alien to get my plan and identification numbers.

4. I hate that I am addicted to the Bachelor. And I hate hate HATE that Vienna. She's a Wa-Ho-Rrrrrr. And I hate that I actually YELL at the television every Monday. "Don't you GIVE her that rose! Jake, don't you give her that rose! Don't you....Damnit all to hell...why the hell did you give her that rose?!?!?"

5. I had to sit through the world's most boring staff meeting today. It was held in the Home Ec room. I was so bored, I actually pondered rummaging through the drawers, looking for a knife, to stab myself. I think it would have been less painful.

6. I love my children. I do. I love them with all my heart. HOWEVER....is there anyone that wants to rent them for a day or two????

7. I don't know if I can wait for April to get out to camp. It seems like an eternity and a day away. I want to go to camp NOW!

8. I'm done with this cold weather crap. The only way I like the cold weather is if I can have a giant snow storm that will cancel school for me and allow me to stay home in my pajamas. So, you either give me a white out or bring on the 70 degree weather!

9. Who gives a care about John Edwards? He's a pitiful excuse of a human being and needs to have his balls cauterized. Who the hell has an affair on his cancer striken, dying wife? A-Hole!

10. I want Rachael Ray to be my best friend! I heart her!

Ok, I'm dont ranting and raving. I feel so much better! I think you all should pick a day to do nothing but complain. It's therapeutic!

Later Days!

1-29-10

ONLY ME....Only I would find a way to get my hand stuck underneath the refrigerator! And I mean STUCK...to the point where I have lacerations on my hand from pulling it OUT from under the fridge. I was being VERY productive today, and cleaning. I was on a roll, I tell you. I had that kitchen SPOTLESS....except for one spot. That black hole of dusty fuzziness called "under the fridge." So, I get down on my belly, and take a look at the vast emptiness filled with various fibers of ugliness...animal hair, human hair, plain old dirt, and what not...and in very large quantities. Well, at first I tried getting to it with the broom. Unsuccessful. Then I tried the OTHER end of the broom. Once again, unsuccessful. So, I stuck my fingers in ever so slightly. Aha! Success! I had virtuously grabbed a blob of nasty hair with my thumb and forefinger, pulling it out from the vastness. So, the mind set I had was, "Hell....if I can get that with just my thumb and first finger, imagine what I could get if I stuck my whole hand in there. Therefore, I proceeded in doing said act. I pushed my hand in there, and in between these two bars that run from one side of the fridge to the other. Ok, so far, so good. Well, then I proceeded to run my hand alongside to the right, and then I hit this wall....well, not so much a wall, as it was the narrowing of the bars. And my hand was NOT coming out. The fatness of my hand had molded itself around the bars, and not letting its grip loose for anything! So, I do what every noble housewife would do. I started yelling for my husband. My galant husband. He would be my noble steed and save me from my vice. Uh, yeah.....SO didn't happen! He comes into the kitchen, sees me lying on the floor with my hand protruding out from under the freezer section, and starts laughing uncontrollably. While I sit there yelling at him, he decides to get his camera phone and start snapping pictures, much to my chagrin. So now, photos of my excursion to the beyond is plastered all over facebook, and my husband is still laughing. I did, eventually, get my hand loose, and out from under the fridge....but it looks like someone has been chewing on it!
Later Days!

So, I was sitting at the stop light of Hawley and Western today, on my way to work. It's the corner just before the school. U2's Beautiful Day was playing on my radio when I look over to my right and I see this boy from the school I teach at. Ordinary sight? Sure. It was 8:00AM. He was on his way to school. What WASN'T ordinary was that he was walking to school in 20 degree weather with no coat on. He's walking into the school just as I go past the foirer to my classroom. I stop him and ask him, "Q, where's your coat?!?!?" He proceeds to tell me that he doesn't have one. He said all he had was a hoody that he uses as a coat. I asked him if there was anyone in his family that could help him get one. He said no. I went out on my prep today, and stopped at the SalVal. I got him a cheap coat. It wasn't fancy by any means. Not really that nice looking, either. It only cost me 5 bucks. But, it was warm. I took it back, found out what class he was in, and called him out in the hallway. I gave him the coat. Jesus, you would have thought that he was given a million dollars! He was so appreciative. He said that he really needed it, and thanked me over and over again. I made sure he put it in his locker before I had him go back into the classroom. Now, see this? THIS, THIS is why I'm so disappointed in this whole Haiti thing. That kid is just as impoverished at the Haiti people. Who knows that this kid's home life is like. He could be living out on the street, just like the Haitians in the earthquake...but this kid's country doesn't seem to want to help him at all. Why? Because they're so damn busy helping out people in OTHER parts of the world, and not paying any attention to the people in their own country. THIS just proves my point that I made earlier. There, I said it! I'm ashamed of our country and how they treat the ones that live within its limits. They want to make others like us, so they neglect us, their people.

1-23-10

I think I finally have it figured out. I think I've finally figured out the euphanism of life. LIFE is like.....a dirty mashed potato pan. No, wait....flow with me on this. It gets better, I promise! Seriously, if you think about it, it fits! Who doesn't like mashed potatoes, right? See....life really IS like a dirty mashed potato pan. Why? Because it's filled with good stuff that makes you happy, but sometimes it's really hard to clean up after. Get it? Just like mashed potatoes. Everyone loves mashed potatoes. But, who likes cleaning up those pans? It's hard and crusty, and takes a lot of elbow grease to get it off. JUST LIKE LIFE! It's hard. It can sometimes be crusty (especially when you deal with someone you really don't want to deal with). And it takes a lot of elbow grease and work to get rid of the stuff you don't want in life. Who says I'm not philosophical!?!?! I just made the ultimate philosophy. I linked mashed potatoes and our lives! I'd like to see YOU try that!

It's been a really lazy weekend, and I have to say I totally loved it! I haven't done anything all weekend. Saturday especially. I just kinda laid around the house all weekend long and watched movies, did nothing, took naps, etc. It was great. I don't get to do that a whole heck of a lot, so for once where I did nothing was a breath of fresh air. My house looks like a hurricane hit it, but I'm refreshed! So, who cares!?!?!?! And it just makes it better that I don't have to leave the house tomorrow for work until 9AM! And then I'm done by 2. That's only 4 hours of work. Thank GOD! It's like an extra payday!

So, in and of that....I'm outtie like a belly button. I'm going to go finish up my relaxation weekend and finish recharging my battery. Later Days!
~M

1-23-10

I'm so glad it's the weekend! Yesterday was a hard day at work. The kids were horrible. And the administration, yeah....well, let's just say they weren't any help in that department. I sent a kid down for behavior issues. He was being rude, disrespectful, cussing, etc....you name it, he was doing it. He stays down there for the hour, then comes back with a sleeve of donuts. Not only was he not suspended, but he was given a sleeve of donuts by the assistant principal! What kind of crap is that?!?!?!? I was livid! LIVID, I tell you! So, needless to say, I was thankful when the day was over. I won't be there on Monday. My para won't either....so there will be two substitutes in my room. Therefore, do you know what I did? I locked ALL my personal shit up in the closet. EVERYTHING...and I mean it. From my pictures, to my radio....everything is stashed away in my locked closet. I am NOT going to let those kids steal my shit when I'm not around. I have the countdown to the end of the school year going on in my head. Every day gets me closer to not having to be in that classroom anymore, and into an LD position or a CD position.


Ok, I know I'll probably get some backlash from this, but I just have to get this off my chest....freakin' enough about Haiti now, please! I understand that they're in dire need. I get that. I understand that it's difficult down there. I get that, too. But....you know what? We pledge a bajillion dollars to help THOSE people down there, when I can name you fifteen kids right off the bat, here in the school I teach at, that need that money just as much as the Haitians do. Why don't they take care of the people in the US like they promise to take care of everyone else? I have kids sleeping in homeless shelters, kids whose only meals come from the ones they get at school, kids who don't have the money to get clothes, so they're wearing holey clothes to school. What about those kids? I'm tired of looking on the television and seeing the stuff about Haiti. Like I said, I'm sure I'll get some backlash, but I just had to say it. I feel a lot better now.

Well, off to do my Saturday stuff. Later Days.

1-21-10

I couldn't shake that "uneasy" feeling all day long. It's funny, though, cause now that I'm home, it's gone. Weird. Maybe it was my mind's way of telling me to just stay home today. God, I could only wish!

I've come to realize, being a teacher for inner city, emotionally disturbed children, high school at that....that you can't FORCE anyone to want to learn. I've tried every trick in my book on these kids. Some of them, I got through to. Others? Yeah, others....well, let's just say that they would RATHER be in jail than in school. I just don't get it. I've tried talking to them. I've tried showing them what the real world is like. I've tried having OTHER people talk to them. I've shown them videos. I've read them stories. Some of these kids just don't get it. And I'm really afraid that A) they're never GOING to get it or B) when they DO get it, it's going to be too late for them to go back. It amazes me that these kids have parents who just don't give a rat's ass. You call them and try to get them to work with you, and all you get back is a dial tone. If that was MY daughter's teacher, calling me and asking ME to help them with their child, you better bet your sweet bippy that I would be there in a heartbeat. And then, I would take my child and ground them for all of eternity, take away all their belongings except the daily necessities, and make them come to my beck and call until they get their act together. I guess some people should just be made to take a written and oral exam before being allowed to procreate. That way, we could ween out the bad parents and the bad genes.

On to another topic. There are only three months until it's camping season again. I can't wait. It's the most wonderful thing in the world to be out in Indiana, on the lake. It's gorgeous out there. I love waiting until sunset out there, and standing in the backyard looking at the sun fall down into the western laid trees. Somehow, the colors seem so much brighter and radiant than they do anywhere else. When I see the Indiana sunset, I see radiant shades of red, orange, and yellow blended together...blended so much that you can hardly tell where one color starts and another one ends. Then, adding the geese who reside on the lake...they fly into the sky and cross the multifaceted painting, and it just brings a sense of calmness and love to your heart. Like Danielle says, "It makes my heart happy." My wish is that everyone could experience this sunset, just once....and see just how beautiful it really is.

Later days!

insert Tim the Tool Man Taylor "aaaarrrrrrrrrruuuuuu" here

I am just not feeling it today. Slept like crap last night. Have this weird, unsettling and uneasy feeling today that I just can't shake. Could be because of "brownie's" upcoming surgery, but to be totally honest, I don't know....

That's all I wanted to say.
Later Days.

1-20-10

Took "Brownie" to the ENT today. Not so good news. She'll be going in for surgery on February on Feb. 11. She'll be having both her adenoids and tonsils out, plus tubes put in her ears. It's gonna be a really rough have of it the few days after that, as I'm sure she won't want to be doing anything but being with her momma. She's definitely a momma's girl. The 11th is a Thursday, so I'll take that and Friday off. Monday I already have off for Presidents' Day. Hopefully this will be enough of "Momma time" and I can go back to work on that Tuesday, and Nana can take over. I've got mixed feelings on it. The doctor gave me the "option" of having her tonsils out or not. They told me that her tonsils were so swollen that they were touching each other. I said, "Well, what could happen if she didn't have them out?" They said that she would continue to snore, and that later on, she could develop sleep apnea. So, my response to that was, "So it's really NOT an option, now is it? If they need to come out, they need to come out." I just feel bad because she's so tiny, and they're actually gonna put her under, and she's going to be having a tube down the throat while they do the surgery, and then they cut them out, and she's gonna be so sore. I just know I'm gonna hate seeing her be so sore and in pain. Might make me cry :*(
It's times like these that I really wish my mom was around. It's moments like this that I need her here with me to help me through it. To help ME help my daughter. Damn Alzheimers.....I hope someone finds a cure!

25 Random Things About Me....

1. I have a very, very sad obsession with handbags. Piss me off somehow? Wanna make amends with me? All ya gotta do is get me a new purse, and we'll be best friends again.

2. I knew the day I met JB that I was going to marry him. In fact, I called my mom the night of our first date, and told her that I had just gone out with the guy I was going to marry. She laughed at me. Nine months later, we were hitched.

3. I'm 33 and I still get zits. Who gets zits at 33? Hell, who gets zits still at 28??? Apparently, me!

4. Matter of factly, as much as I miss my momma, her death taught me one very important thing....do NOT, and I repeat, do NOT take things for granted! Live every moment to its fullest. Life's too short for regrets. Enjoy the ones you're with, and forget about the ones who don't care.

5. Along that same line, I really wish my mom would come "visit" me.

6. I think I'm going bald. No, honestly...I really think I'm going bald!

7. If you would take a picture of me at 4, and lie it next to a picture of MY 4 year old....you wouldn't be able to tell us apart.

8. I have giant feet. I liken them to Shrek. Size 11!!!

9. The neighbor behind me, he creeps me out. He reminds me of the unibomber. He's very, VERY creepy!

10. I truly believe that you have to have a sense of humor in this world, or you won't be able to survive in this world. What's the sense in even living if you can't have fun with it?

11. I really, REALLY want to have a meeting with someone who talks to the dead. I'd like them to see if my mom is around.

12. I have the feet of an 80 year old woman. They are ALWAYS cold. Even when I wear socks and slippers, they're still cold!

13. My DH and my kids are the two most important things in the world to me. Do NOT mess with them unless you want my gargantuan size 11 broken up your ass!

14. I haven't had pasta or potatoes in over 8 months.

15. As much as I may say that I don't care, I really DO care what others think of me. Maybe a little TOO much! I will usually try really hard to make you happy.

16. I have a reoccurring dream of leprechauns chasing me, and of pillows being thrown over a wall, but then turning to stone and hitting me on the other side. Weird, I know....

17. Someday, before I die....I WILL fly in a jet fighter! It WILL happen!

18. I hate wearing makeup. I love how I look in it, but I hate putting it on.

19. I shop at second hand shops, and I'm not afraid to admit it. I find so many nice things there for so cheap!

20. If I could, I would quit my job and bake all day for a living.

21. I hate living in the city. I want to move back to the country. PLEASE!

22. I'm slightly obsessed with learning about the people of the civil war. NOT the war itself, but the people of that time. I'll read whatever I can get my hands on regarding that.

23. I have a fear of spiders. And I mean FEAR! Like, my heart will start racing if I see a spider. Although, any other bug, I'll pick up, squash, play with, whatever....but a spider. Oh HELL to the no!

24. I know how to play the accordian. Don't ask...

25. I think Rachael Ray and I would be besties if she just knew me. Someday.....someday....


WOW...that was harder than I thought it would be. What type of things would YOU have put on your list?

1-18-10

Martin Luther King Day....a day off of school. YAY! I slept in this morning. Of course, sleeping in for me means waking up after 8AM sometime. I also have a cold settling into my head. Lovely. Just what I need. Oh, well....se la vie. The girls and I have a day set all to ourselves today. No friends, so family...just the girls and I. We're going to play some Wii and some board games. We're having a "spa day." AKA, Mom gets to be the guinea pig while the girls do my hair, nails, and makeup. Maybe I'll post a picture of my "makeover." :)

I found this quote yesterday while I was looking for a new background for my computer. I think it's great. It spoke to me, and gave me some motivation to keep going with my weight loss, and to keep going with my fight against diabetes. It's a quote from Mahatma Ghandi. It says, "Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strength. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength." It tells me that my struggle with diabetes is going to be my strength. It's what's going to give me the will power to keep going. I think it's good. Feel free to steal it! Sometimes, I'll admit...there are times that I just want to give up and say that I don't give a rat's ass. I wanna give up and just take a big chunk of chocolate cake. Sometimes I just want to take that elevator instead of taking the steps. This quote kinda put it into perspective for me. It came across at the right time, I guess....when I was getting a little bit lazy and disenheartened, ready to stop.

"Brownie," my youngest, has another doctor appointment on Wednesday. She's probably gonna have to be getting tubes in her ears. Poor kid's always sick. Her speech is a little off. She's always getting infections and put on antibiotics. She failed her hearing test last week. It said she had mild to moderate hearing loss in both ears....but it seems to be in the middle ear, so it will most likely be able to come back with the insertion of tubes. I will keep you all updated as to what we find out.

Well, time for me to get my you know what out of bed, and get some breakfast for the girls. JB has to work, so it's just them and myself today. GIRLS DAY IN! Have a good one.
Later Days!

1-17-10

So, since I don't use my Myspace account anymore, I didn't have anywhere to write my thoughts and stuff that goes on in my daily life anymore. Thus, here we are! I'm not trying to gain followers or anything. Just needed a place to write my thoughts down and get my insecurities out of the way when I need to. Nothing fancy, basically just my own personal diary, I guess :)

So, IF anyone is reading this, I'm just a normal woman. I'm 33. Just turned 33, to be exact. I'm a normal person. I'm a mom, a high school teacher, and a housewife. I married my best friend 9 years ago, and I have two little girls who are the light of my life. And, to be honest, I wouldn't change it in any way, shape or form.

In June, 2009, I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. Since then, I've totally changed my lifestyle. I have lost 70 pounds since then. The past month, though, I have kinda slacked off on the dieting thing. Can't say that I've really got an excuse or anything, cause I don't. I've just been lazy. And because of my laziness, I have gained back five of those 70 pounds. I realized it the other day that I can NOT slack off. I can NOT do any of those things because it won't help me in my fight against diabetes. And that's exactly what it is, a fight. I refuse to let it take over my life. But in order to do that, I have to be diligent on my eating and exercising habits. Haven't done that the past couple of months. I need to get it back. SO, starting today, my sense of accomplishment is renewed, and I will get myself back on track. First things first, is to stop shoving shit into my mouth, which is what I tend to do when I'm bored. JB, my husband, went out and got me Just Dance and Wii Fit Plus to help me out. He's so sweet. Now I just need to stay vigilant to keep at it. I want to get "Blondie," my oldest, to work on it, too. She's a little on the overweight side for an 8 year old, and I do NOT want her to succomb to the childhood torture I had when I was a kid. Kids teasing me all the time and making me feel like I was inferior to them. SB and LV, yeah, that's right, I'm talking about you! All throughout school I was made to feel like I was an outcast because I wasn't the small one....or because I wasn't the popular one....and I hated it. All because I was a little bigger than most of the other girls in my class or grade. Hopefully, I can get my own daughter to avoid having to go through that.

So yeah, in a nutshell, this is my blog. This is my diary. And if I want you to know, I'll write it. If not, then tough banooni berries. Later Days!
Melody