Tuesday, September 27, 2011


I'm at a loss of words for the moment. So I thought I'd post this amazing picture that needs no words. 

I want to be there right now. 

Saturday, September 24, 2011


Friday afternoon I had a little conversation with one of my students.

Boy  student looks at me and asks, "Are you married?"

"Yes, I am." He is trying to get me off subject, maybe. And it's working.

"How long have you been married? Did you just get married this summer?"


"Last summer?"


"The one before that?"

"I got married in the fall almost three years ago, yes."


And I think to myself, "I know, I'm old. Thanks."

"Do you have any kids?"

"No. Not right now. One day."

"Really? When?"

"I don't know when. But I want to adopt my children."

"Really?" he asks almost incredulously. "Why? Those kids don't have homes."


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

a little crazy

Since my life has been crazy this past month I decided on Saturday I would contribute to the crazy that is reigning me at the moment and ...

... chopped my hair off. Well, I didn't chop it off, but I voluntarily allowed someone to chop it off before my very eyes. Yep. That's right. 

My hair is gone. g-o-n-e. gone.

I'm not really sure what possessed me to chop it all off. I guess I had been thinking about doing it for about five minutes and finally was just fed up with it and decided to get it cut. Drastically. I'm sure next time I get it cut (which will be never) it won't be quite so drastic. 

I could never get a tattoo. I've wanted one for a long time, but I know I could never get one because of this simple reason: I am too indecisive. I'm not saying I don't like my hair cut, I do. But I wasn't really sure about getting it cut and then all of the sudden it was gone. A tattoo... if you're not really sure about getting one, you should probably not be getting one in the first place, cause that thing is not going away (or growing back like my hair thankfully will). 

I didn't take a before picture for some reason, maybe because I didn't think I would actually have it all cut off. But this is what it used to look like (except a little bit longer)... 

(can you tell I take a lot of self portraits and that I always sit in the same spot when I take them? : )  

so long... 

Also, before she cut it she told me how long it would be afterwards, a length I was most happy with. Then when she finished cutting she looked at my hair and said, "Oh! That's a lot shorter than I thought it was going to be!" 

um. thanks? I thought that was rule number one of things not to say as a hair dresser. 

eh. Oh, well. I'll just get use to my new hair-do. I do like it, I think it's cute. And apparently I wanted to have short hair since I had it all cut off willingly. o my.

Monday, September 19, 2011

5000 years later...

I am typing up a short little post. I miss the days I could take as long as I wanted to write up a post. Even if there was nothing much going it was my escape to just write. Now it seems, even though it is still an escape for me it's not one I can get to very often. Which is sad. I tell my students to write and almost every day I have them write for at least ten minutes, but for some reason I can't even manage ten minutes to sit down and write something for myself.

I am hoping that things will get better, less crazy and completely overwhelming. Cause that's how they are right now. And when that day happens, you all will be the first to know. But for now my priorities are all out of whack and nothing goes as I plan or would like. For now I am happy knowing all of the laundry is washed and folded... it's just waiting to be put away.

And I feel like this is all very random and none of it makes any sense. But I needed to write, for me if nothing else. I will get better... one day : )

But for now, I hope you are having a lovely start to a new week.


Monday, September 5, 2011

1000 Gifts

It's Monday so I'm thinking of a few things I am grateful for today...

50. A long weekend!!

51. No School Today!

52. Getting Laundry done. Washed, dried, folded, and put away (the first time this has happened in a month).

53. A helpful and wonderful Hubs.

54. Groceries.

55. Planned Lessons.

56. Swimming on a boiling hot day.

57. Fall weather: jeans and long sleeves.

58. Friends and cookies and milk.

59. Help.

60. Freshly baked granola.

61. A three day week.

62. Knowing that nothing is impossible with God.

63. Yoga lessons/classes I am going to start taking.

There will be more next week... but for now, that's about it. Go see Ann and share your own 1000 gifts.  

Friday, September 2, 2011

oh thank you

I Love it when people come up to me and say nice little things, compliments. You know? It makes me feel all pretty and happy and wonderful inside.

I got the complement of my life (or week) the other day while I was standing in the hallway as the kids went to their first period classes, keep in mind that it is 7:30 in the morning as they walk to their classes. A teacher walks past me and says, "You really look like you wish it was tomorrow (Friday)."

Translated: "You look like crap."

How sweet.

I mean, I know I make it a point to tell people when they look terrible and rotten. So, I'm glad the favor is returned.

... What am I supposed to look like at 7:30 in the morning in the middle of the week?! Bright eyed and cheery faced?

I think not. Maybe some people, but not me.

Anyhow. That's my little story. Have you ever gotten a backhanded compliment like that before? And when I say backhanded compliment I really don't mean compliment. Cause no matter how you say something like that ...

"You look terrible! Are you feeling sick?"

"No, actually, I feel really great. But thanks for telling me you think I look like doggy poopy."

... it isn't nice or sweet or kind or appreciated.

And that's really all I have to say about that :D