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.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
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.
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.
Monday, December 03, 2007
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.
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.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Leaving Las Vegas
So I am home from Vegas. It was a fun trip. I am still exhausted. I am hoping to sleep in a little bit on Friday, and yes, I will take 8 am as sleeping in. Maybe it's because my diet hasn't exactly been the healthiest food since we went to Vegas. I mean, you eat all the food on Thanksgiving and then you go to Vegas. I swear that my stomach hurt every time we ate. I should have eaten crappier so that my stomach wouldn't hurt when we ate. Although one night, Dad took us to a place called Gallaghers in New York, New York. I had salmon and green beans. It was probably the healthiest thing I ate while on my trip. I don't think that my stomach hurt after that meal. Don't even ask me about the 1/2 pound hotdog for 99 cents. Bleck.
So, Sonny and I had this pretend deal that if we came back with the money we took, we could go back for our anniversary. We didn't. And I am kind of glad because the city is too sleezy. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's lots of fun. But I don't like not being able to walk down the street without people coming up and offering you cards promoting stripper clubs, or offering to give you money for random things. It creeps me out. So Sonny if you read this, we can stay out of Nevada for our anniversary.
When I got to the airport on Monday, I was sad to leave but every time I saw a child, it made me anxious to get home to see Lukin. After I got picked up, we went over to my in-laws for supper and then we went home and Lukin was sitting on my lap and he was shaking his head at me when I told him that he had to go to bed in 10 minutes. I was exhausted so I closed my eyes for a couple minutes and when I opened them Lukin was sound asleep on my lap. It was precious.
So, Sonny and I had this pretend deal that if we came back with the money we took, we could go back for our anniversary. We didn't. And I am kind of glad because the city is too sleezy. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's lots of fun. But I don't like not being able to walk down the street without people coming up and offering you cards promoting stripper clubs, or offering to give you money for random things. It creeps me out. So Sonny if you read this, we can stay out of Nevada for our anniversary.
When I got to the airport on Monday, I was sad to leave but every time I saw a child, it made me anxious to get home to see Lukin. After I got picked up, we went over to my in-laws for supper and then we went home and Lukin was sitting on my lap and he was shaking his head at me when I told him that he had to go to bed in 10 minutes. I was exhausted so I closed my eyes for a couple minutes and when I opened them Lukin was sound asleep on my lap. It was precious.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Misc. and Sundry
We (Lukin and I) survived the haircut. It was traumatic because they set him on this chair and strapped him in and right away he got this terrified look on his face and started bawling. He lived because some lady came over and was blowing bubbles with this little toy and he was distracted enough by that so the lady could cut his hair. I couldn't believe it took all of 15 minutes. I should have short boy hair so my hair appointments take that little time.
Speaking of appointments, I am going to go and get my nails done tonight before Thanksgiving and Vegas. I am not going to make an appointment because I don't like the lady that keeps doing my nails and giving me a card. She makes me bleed every time, and/or makes my nails ache. That can't be good either. So I am going to hope I get the old lady. She is the mom or something and she does a great job and she doesn't hurt my nails.
What else do I know? I know that I need new jeans and/or khakis for Christmas. My pants are too big and I spend half the time pulling them up. So, Stacie take a note, and let mom know too, that is what I want for Christmas.
I just noticed that I am wearing blue today and that I wore a big comfy blue sweater yesterday and that I will wear a sweater with blue in it tomorrow. That's not very festive for Thanksgiving. But whatever.
Well, better get back to writing my report. I haven't had any kids this morning. Tuesday is my assessment morning, and then the classes that I usually go into have a sub that is just letting them play on their computers so they aren't doing anything they need help with so I am just sitting in my room bored with doing reports.
Have a swell day!
Speaking of appointments, I am going to go and get my nails done tonight before Thanksgiving and Vegas. I am not going to make an appointment because I don't like the lady that keeps doing my nails and giving me a card. She makes me bleed every time, and/or makes my nails ache. That can't be good either. So I am going to hope I get the old lady. She is the mom or something and she does a great job and she doesn't hurt my nails.
What else do I know? I know that I need new jeans and/or khakis for Christmas. My pants are too big and I spend half the time pulling them up. So, Stacie take a note, and let mom know too, that is what I want for Christmas.
I just noticed that I am wearing blue today and that I wore a big comfy blue sweater yesterday and that I will wear a sweater with blue in it tomorrow. That's not very festive for Thanksgiving. But whatever.
Well, better get back to writing my report. I haven't had any kids this morning. Tuesday is my assessment morning, and then the classes that I usually go into have a sub that is just letting them play on their computers so they aren't doing anything they need help with so I am just sitting in my room bored with doing reports.
Have a swell day!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Haircut
So Mommy may be experiencing a little trauma tomorrow night as we are taking Lukin to get his first "real" haircut.
I have to say that dinner last night proved to be a productive (as well as yummy) time with all we accomplished. We discussed family pictures which are scheduled for Friday. Originally, the three of us were going to be in them, as we were last year, but this year we were going to wear Sioux sweatshirts. I was trying to convince my husband that we should either wear something else or not be in the picture. Sonny wanted to know why and I told him because I thought maybe the logos on the sweatshirts would be too small to see in pictures so it would just look like we were all wearing green sweatshirts and jeans...not exactly family portrait appropriate attire.
So we decided that Lukin could be in the picture himself but that he needed a haircut to be in a picture alone. Then we were trying to decide what he should wear and I remembered that I had got him a couple outfits for Christmas gifts and that we would just let him wear one of those outfits, and we can replace the gift (if we need to).
So now it's all set except for the haircut. I am worried because the last two moms that have told me that they got their child a haircut have said that they hated the haircut when it was done. I like Lukin's little bowl haircut. I don't want him to look dumb, or worse, like an ugly little boy. So hopefully, there won't be many tears shed on either one of our parts. And hopefully, he will still be adorable.
P.S. Who knew that a pasta supper (made with whole grain pasta and ground turkey) would fuel our brains enough to get so much organized?
I have to say that dinner last night proved to be a productive (as well as yummy) time with all we accomplished. We discussed family pictures which are scheduled for Friday. Originally, the three of us were going to be in them, as we were last year, but this year we were going to wear Sioux sweatshirts. I was trying to convince my husband that we should either wear something else or not be in the picture. Sonny wanted to know why and I told him because I thought maybe the logos on the sweatshirts would be too small to see in pictures so it would just look like we were all wearing green sweatshirts and jeans...not exactly family portrait appropriate attire.
So we decided that Lukin could be in the picture himself but that he needed a haircut to be in a picture alone. Then we were trying to decide what he should wear and I remembered that I had got him a couple outfits for Christmas gifts and that we would just let him wear one of those outfits, and we can replace the gift (if we need to).
So now it's all set except for the haircut. I am worried because the last two moms that have told me that they got their child a haircut have said that they hated the haircut when it was done. I like Lukin's little bowl haircut. I don't want him to look dumb, or worse, like an ugly little boy. So hopefully, there won't be many tears shed on either one of our parts. And hopefully, he will still be adorable.
P.S. Who knew that a pasta supper (made with whole grain pasta and ground turkey) would fuel our brains enough to get so much organized?
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Random
I haven't written in here since the end of October so I feel pretty bad about that, but I can't really think of a whole lot to talk about. So I will just put my random thoughts for today.
1. Yesterday, for those of you not keeping track, Lukin turned 18 months old. Yay! He really is an old man now.
2. On Sunday, we had to take one flight and then come back later to get our luggage because they couldn't put all of us on the plane with our luggage because it would exceed weight limit. (No fat jokes please...it has to do with weight and balance.) Anyway, when we came back to get our luggage, I was watching all the people rushing to and fro getting their luggage and I wondered what some of their stories were. Were they returning from a fun vacation? Were they away on business? Were they attending a wedding? A funeral? I was so curious. But Sonny would never know that because it took forever for the luggage to come down the thing that I was a little bit crabby. I know. What? Me crabby? Never.
3. I think I am getting sick. I am beyond exhausted. That happens frequently but with my family all having been sick in the last couple weeks, I am sure it is almost my turn.
4. I have to go to the dentist today. I can't wait to see how that goes. I am trying not to be sick so that I can get through that. As if you can try not to be sick.
1. Yesterday, for those of you not keeping track, Lukin turned 18 months old. Yay! He really is an old man now.
2. On Sunday, we had to take one flight and then come back later to get our luggage because they couldn't put all of us on the plane with our luggage because it would exceed weight limit. (No fat jokes please...it has to do with weight and balance.) Anyway, when we came back to get our luggage, I was watching all the people rushing to and fro getting their luggage and I wondered what some of their stories were. Were they returning from a fun vacation? Were they away on business? Were they attending a wedding? A funeral? I was so curious. But Sonny would never know that because it took forever for the luggage to come down the thing that I was a little bit crabby. I know. What? Me crabby? Never.
3. I think I am getting sick. I am beyond exhausted. That happens frequently but with my family all having been sick in the last couple weeks, I am sure it is almost my turn.
4. I have to go to the dentist today. I can't wait to see how that goes. I am trying not to be sick so that I can get through that. As if you can try not to be sick.
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