Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Well, I know that I already did an entry for today but I wanted to wish everyone who reads this a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! I hope everyone has safe travels wherever they might travel over the next couple weeks and that you are surrounded by your family and friends and that you get a nice warm fuzzy feeling by being surrounded by those you love. So until next year, take care!!

Being Jewish vs. Being weight conscious

Now, I want to preface this by saying that what I am about to say is not intended to offend anyone. So if you are offended, get over it because I wasn't trying to do that.

This has to do with the difference between being Jewish (or some other faith, or lackthereof), and being weight conscious. This week at school, the morale committee decided that it would be a good idea to have a day where everyone on staff brought a dozen holiday cookies to share with the rest of the staff. It wasn't like a cookie exchange, but rather a smorgasboard of goodies for everyone. And though I brought some peanut butter bars, I didn't really participate. I was kind of sad because if I was some other religion besides Christian, then no one would have asked me to bring bars, because they wouldn't have wanted to offend me. But the fact that I am trying to eat healthy and not eat junk really wasn't a factor to them. Now I know that weight loss is not a religion, but to those that take it way too seriously, it sort of is. I wanted to maintain my weight loss plan at least until we left for Christmas, but this week at work has not been easy.

Of course, I am sure that this is the case in any work environment this week. There are probably goodies galore, and though everyone wants to eat them, they all feel bad for doing it, and yet do it anyway. (I should confess that I did have three pretzel twists dipped in almond bark.) But it just doesn't seem right. You know?

Not (yet) in the Christmas Spirit.

So, here we are a week before Christmas and less than 5 days before I leave for the holidays, and I am not excited. Maybe not excited is not the correct phrase. It's more that I am not in the holiday mood. I don't know why. I am ahead of where I would normally be in terms of getting everything done. I have about 5 more presents to wrap and 4 more details on the other project to finish. I don't know that it has to do with stress. But maybe it does. I do have a few things that I would like to get done before the end of the day on Thursday. But it has been a good morning because I have already completed three of the things on the list. Now there's only 6 more things to complete. Yay.

What else do I know? That's pretty much it for today. I don't want to go to my other building today because I got it in my head that it is not a very friendly building. Well, that would be the other speech paths. They don't really socialize. I know that is not the point of our job, but they could be a little cordial once in a while. That's just me though.

Well, better go get psyched for two very loud, very foul-mouthed high schoolers.

Stressed out for the holidays

There were so many things going through my head yesterday that I wish I had written in here so that I didn't forget any of them. But here's hoping I remember them all.

First, let me start by saying that I am feeling totally stressed out. I think it is holiday related. I mean why is it that when the holidays get here, this month seems to fly by. I mean it is not any shorter than any other month with 31 day months, but it sure feels like it. It may be related to the fact that there are so many things that 'need' to get done, but they seem to take forever. Take, for example, trying to do Christmas cards last night. I don't want to take the time to hand write all the labels, and why should I have to when everyone's address is already on the computer? But our computer is so slow that it sucks. I get so pissed that I can barely contain myself. That's how much fun I am for the holidays. Just ask Sonny. The things that are supposed to be enjoyable for the holidays, are the things that make me the most frustrated.

Take, for example, the fact that the boys are leaving for Texas tonight and will be gone until Friday. You would think that I should be able to get a large amount of things done. Like how Sonny told me that I should wrap all the presents while they are gone. We haven't started wrapping any presents. I don't know what kind of Hudini he thinks I am, but there is no way that I could get them all wrapped in the little bit of time they are gone. I mean, unless I skip work and don't sleep, I don't think that will get done.

Which leads me to my next point. Not only am I stressed at home with holiday stuff, but I am stressed at work as well. This isn't really a new thing. I usually am spending my time checking out my list of things that I need to get done at work, and though things get crossed off on my list, I always seem to add things. So I have two more assessments that need to be finished by Christmas break. And there are more assessments in the wings. Then there are the regular activities that I have to plan. But all those things just make me feel pushed by an unappreciative school district. How can I care about everything when the district doesn't really care about me? Exactly.

Even though I feel pretty white trash saying this, we took Lukin to Overtime on Sunday. But turns out, kids are welcome there. Sonny went inside with Lukin and I waited because I worked there before and even though it was a bar and grill, my friend, Harmony, and her family tried to eat there and got ejected because they had babies. But it has been sold to Neil and he has small children so I guess you can bring kids there now. But I assume that's during the day, I think that at night, it becomes mostly bar. So yeah, our son has had his first experience at Overtime. (Oh and for the record, there was a small baby there and another little child who was probably a little older than Lukin.)

Last thing I thought of for today. Yesterday, I was driving from my one school to the other, and a Chris Isaak song came on and for some reason he reminded me of Roy Orbison. I don't know why. And I don't know if anyone has ever made that comparison. But that's what I thought of by the way Chris was singing. I am sure Amanda will read this and make fun of me for making that comparison, but I don't care.

The Christmas List

So we are all aware of the fact that Santa has his "List" of who has been good and who has been bad. However, did anyone ever think that maybe Santa's "List" isn't really about the behavior of others, but rather, it's a list of things that need to be done before Christmas.

Currently, I have a nice list of things that need to be done at home, and an even longer list of things that need to be done at school. I don't even think that all the things are going to get done right away. I feel like every time I look at a list of things to do, I freak out and don't want to do anything. I think that is why I don't get as much stuff done as I want to do: because I stress out that there is a list at all.

Well, better go and get to some of that stuff. I can't wait.

P.S. For the record, I got almost all my Christmas shopping done this weekend so that is pretty exciting. At least that is something that I won't have to be cramming into that last week before Christmas.