Mid summer and HOT!! Like cook an egg on the sidewalk hot. Like, melted makeup hot. Like, get up, put on your bathing suit, hot. Like, even the pool water is warm, hot. Like, check on old people, hot. Like, second degree burns from the seatbelt, hot. Like, sleep in the basement, hot.
This is the time I start getting bored with summer and my mind is drifting to the smell of new crayons and photocopies. I love being a teacher. Probably serves some kind of need for acceptance and emotional praise or egotistical tendencies...whatever...I just love it. Each year I meet 20 individuals on a path and I get to witness their growth. An amazing thing. Most people only experience it as a parent. I get to see a little chunk of 20 kids lives and be a part of that growth. Its an awesome feeling. This doesn't even count summer vacation. 6 weeks of projects, vacations and enforced couch potato ing! Just the promise of uninterupted gardening, cook outs, reading, photography, swimming, traveling, sleeping in, DIY home projects and no bedtime is as exciting to me as it is my 13 year old.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Friday, October 9, 2009
H1N1
Avery has the H1N1 virus. The doctor told us that without any kind of test or way to treat it. Total dirctions were "just keep her away from everyone".
Dogs are suffering from flea infestation. Got to try somethng other than frontline, flea shampoo and flea powder.
Stuck in the house for the last 5 days with a sick kid. Should be creating something instead of wasting time. Maybe Jack's blanket or the curtains I've had the material for for a long time. Funny though, I just want to sleep. even now my eyes are heavy. I feel like a slug.
Wish I had something to look forward to. A vacation. A night out. A trip. A date. Bored out of my mind. If I have to watch one more episode of Sponge Bob....?!! Bye for now. Done with whining.
Dogs are suffering from flea infestation. Got to try somethng other than frontline, flea shampoo and flea powder.
Stuck in the house for the last 5 days with a sick kid. Should be creating something instead of wasting time. Maybe Jack's blanket or the curtains I've had the material for for a long time. Funny though, I just want to sleep. even now my eyes are heavy. I feel like a slug.
Wish I had something to look forward to. A vacation. A night out. A trip. A date. Bored out of my mind. If I have to watch one more episode of Sponge Bob....?!! Bye for now. Done with whining.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Things I should patent
I think everyone thinks they have great inventions but, mine are different--I KNOW they are great. Feel free to steal them cuz I can't get around to patents right now.
1. A child's pacifier that glows in the dark. After you have hunted and groped through sheets in the middle of the night, only to have to flip on the light and COMPLETELY wake the kid up...you will understand.
2. Motrin or Tylenol patch. Kid is sick with vomiting and diareah. They can't keep anything down and fever is spiking. The last thing you want to do is shove "new improved great tasting" medicene down your toddlers throat. It's a waste of time. A slow release patch is overdue.
3. Progressive lenses (ones that get dark automatically) for your house and car. Why not?
4. Drivers car seat that swivels so you can pull over...quickly find the pacifier (cuz it glows in the dark :) and shove it back in the kids mouth without getting out of the car.
That's all I have for now. Feel free to add, comment or steal.
1. A child's pacifier that glows in the dark. After you have hunted and groped through sheets in the middle of the night, only to have to flip on the light and COMPLETELY wake the kid up...you will understand.
2. Motrin or Tylenol patch. Kid is sick with vomiting and diareah. They can't keep anything down and fever is spiking. The last thing you want to do is shove "new improved great tasting" medicene down your toddlers throat. It's a waste of time. A slow release patch is overdue.
3. Progressive lenses (ones that get dark automatically) for your house and car. Why not?
4. Drivers car seat that swivels so you can pull over...quickly find the pacifier (cuz it glows in the dark :) and shove it back in the kids mouth without getting out of the car.
That's all I have for now. Feel free to add, comment or steal.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Things Nobody Told me about Getting Old
I'm 43 this year and I've always belived that sooner or later your body or your health would keep you from doing the things you want so you better do them while you can. That said, there are a few things I have noticed that I didn't expect.
My nose. I smoked for about 10 years so, maybe that had something to do with it. Anywhoo, I can't smell the ocean anymore. Started when I was 28. I know what its supposed to smell like, sandy, salty, moldy, fishy- but I just can't smell it anymore. I miss it. It was one of my favorite smells.
My waist. My waist is trying to take over as being the largest measurement on my torso. Course after 3 c-sections and a bout with cancer that resulted in a hysterectomy I try to cut myself some slack. But, I don't want to be able to pull down jeans without unbuttoning them....just means my waist is wider than my hips and nobody wants to see that.
My eyes...after years of destroying glasses by taking them off and setting them down or by putting them in my purse or a drawer or my desk I actually NEED them to see. I find myself searching them out-making sure to put them somewhere findable. They are on my hotlist in the morning of things I can't forget. On the list right after keys, but before sunglasses.
My feet. They are bigger than they used to be. Wassup with that? I mean, I expect certain parts of my body to expand but, my feet??? REALLY?
Purses- LOVE TO SHOP FOR THEM! One of the only accesories that always fits and looks fabulous! Plus there are rules of function for them. First, outside pocket reserved for KEYS ONLY is a must. Secondly, handles MUST slide over my shoulder easily without any twisting or contortion of the elbow and stay there regardless of whether I am walking with a toddler on one arm or I am doing gymnastics. That thing better stay put. Its a fit thang. Thirdly, must be able to reach inside with one hand while it is still on my shoulder. Again, the kid on one arm that you can't let go of. Lastly, has to sit upright when I set it down. No floppy, open bags to dump my fav lip stick, tampons and FDS all over the floor, backseat or in my desk.
My hair- I like my hair. But this hasn't always been the case. I have come to respect my hair for what it is: fine, straight, and feather light. It will never be long, full and beautifully curly. To make it something it is not is expensive and rarely turns out the way I had in mind. Only exception, color. I don't remember what color my hair used to be and I have no intention of finding out (although if it is like my eyebrows, it is a lot grayer than it used to be). Final thought: don't argue with your hair, invest in good hairspray and when you find someone who can give you a great cut, worship her like the hairGod she is. PS. Why is it called a permanent when it only lasts 3 months?
I'm sure there is more but, motherhood calls. To be cont....
My nose. I smoked for about 10 years so, maybe that had something to do with it. Anywhoo, I can't smell the ocean anymore. Started when I was 28. I know what its supposed to smell like, sandy, salty, moldy, fishy- but I just can't smell it anymore. I miss it. It was one of my favorite smells.
My waist. My waist is trying to take over as being the largest measurement on my torso. Course after 3 c-sections and a bout with cancer that resulted in a hysterectomy I try to cut myself some slack. But, I don't want to be able to pull down jeans without unbuttoning them....just means my waist is wider than my hips and nobody wants to see that.
My eyes...after years of destroying glasses by taking them off and setting them down or by putting them in my purse or a drawer or my desk I actually NEED them to see. I find myself searching them out-making sure to put them somewhere findable. They are on my hotlist in the morning of things I can't forget. On the list right after keys, but before sunglasses.
My feet. They are bigger than they used to be. Wassup with that? I mean, I expect certain parts of my body to expand but, my feet??? REALLY?
Purses- LOVE TO SHOP FOR THEM! One of the only accesories that always fits and looks fabulous! Plus there are rules of function for them. First, outside pocket reserved for KEYS ONLY is a must. Secondly, handles MUST slide over my shoulder easily without any twisting or contortion of the elbow and stay there regardless of whether I am walking with a toddler on one arm or I am doing gymnastics. That thing better stay put. Its a fit thang. Thirdly, must be able to reach inside with one hand while it is still on my shoulder. Again, the kid on one arm that you can't let go of. Lastly, has to sit upright when I set it down. No floppy, open bags to dump my fav lip stick, tampons and FDS all over the floor, backseat or in my desk.
My hair- I like my hair. But this hasn't always been the case. I have come to respect my hair for what it is: fine, straight, and feather light. It will never be long, full and beautifully curly. To make it something it is not is expensive and rarely turns out the way I had in mind. Only exception, color. I don't remember what color my hair used to be and I have no intention of finding out (although if it is like my eyebrows, it is a lot grayer than it used to be). Final thought: don't argue with your hair, invest in good hairspray and when you find someone who can give you a great cut, worship her like the hairGod she is. PS. Why is it called a permanent when it only lasts 3 months?
I'm sure there is more but, motherhood calls. To be cont....
Monday, September 7, 2009
Thursday vs. Sunday
I vow every weekend to finish chores on Thursday. That way, the weekend can be for play. And every Sunday I have to scramble to finish laundry and clean the kitchen, find and fold all towels, sweep , maybe clean carpets, change sheets, bleach bathroom surfaces, etc. All the things I SHOULD have done through the week. After I worked at school 8 hours, helped with homework, got baths, did at least one load of laundry, fix dinner, read two stories, and tucked everyone into bed. Who's idea was this that mom's should work AND do all the regular chores at home. It's crazy. So here's what we settle for:
1) none of our bedsheets have been peeed on
2) I spray the showers and shower curtain with bleach then get in to take my shower.
3) dinner is often ala carte. Max has rice, avery has strawberries, ricky has nacho/cheese, i have a frozen entree (with pre counted calories)
4)Laundry is clean...in piles in the laundry room...but clean
5) Towels can be hung and reused...after all you just wiped clean water off your clean body, right?
6) pajamas MUST be worn more than one night.
7) windows are cleaned when the smudges/dirt/glue/slobber obscure the sunlight
8) When I pull stacks of laundry off the dresser, it takes the dust off. (Genius, I know.)
9) Clean carpets before every major family gathering (christmas, easter, and summer birthdays)
10) Make sure teen rooms have a fire path in case of emergency or so I can sneak in and check on them at night.
11) bleach wipes cure all bathrooms, counters, sink grunge, doorknobs, coffe tables, lamp shades, etc.
I know I won't win any accolades for my house keeping habbits but, mostly, my kids are healthy, my animals are fed, my husband still comes home.
Oh well, maybe this Thursday.
1) none of our bedsheets have been peeed on
2) I spray the showers and shower curtain with bleach then get in to take my shower.
3) dinner is often ala carte. Max has rice, avery has strawberries, ricky has nacho/cheese, i have a frozen entree (with pre counted calories)
4)Laundry is clean...in piles in the laundry room...but clean
5) Towels can be hung and reused...after all you just wiped clean water off your clean body, right?
6) pajamas MUST be worn more than one night.
7) windows are cleaned when the smudges/dirt/glue/slobber obscure the sunlight
8) When I pull stacks of laundry off the dresser, it takes the dust off. (Genius, I know.)
9) Clean carpets before every major family gathering (christmas, easter, and summer birthdays)
10) Make sure teen rooms have a fire path in case of emergency or so I can sneak in and check on them at night.
11) bleach wipes cure all bathrooms, counters, sink grunge, doorknobs, coffe tables, lamp shades, etc.
I know I won't win any accolades for my house keeping habbits but, mostly, my kids are healthy, my animals are fed, my husband still comes home.
Oh well, maybe this Thursday.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Spinning Plates
You get one started and think, "this isn't bad at all. What's all the fuss about?" You add another. the first one wobbles a bit. Quick recovery-not a problem-back on track. Unbeknownst to you a smaller plate appears. You really don't want it but it is small, after all how much more trouble could one little plate cause? Another plate is added. Not your choice but, you didn't say "no" either. Oh, did I mention, this plate was a two-for-one. Your sweating now. You get the new ones going, go back and adjust the others. All are a little wobbly, all are still going. And you sweat. And you manage. You scurry from plate to plate. And you worry. You heart is constantly bothered by the plates you aren't spinning. Are you spending enough time? Was that a wobble? with the first plate? Or was it the second? Is it wobbling too much? Will it fall? What happens if it breaks? I just know who will have to clean it up! I hope I can catch that one! I think the third one has a virus! Shit. Now they are ALL wobbling. I think if I just.........damn!
You trip. You are lying on your back lookin up at the plates. Waiting for them to crash down on top of you.
And know what?
They are all still spinning.
Sometimes a friend steps in and helps you spin. Sometimes they just spin on their own. Cuz they can, you know.
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