Friday, December 05, 2008

My Christmas Bitch List... Oh, I thought everyone had one!

Every girl likes to bitch a little, ya know?

1. My first year "teaching" and I get strep. I caught it early and they gave me the awesome "shot in the butt" but still. I haven't had strep since my senior year of high school. 1999, people.

2. Oh, yeah. I got strep while I was on my period. 'Nough said.

3. My kids have no appreciation for me being sick and having germs. They just want me. I know I should love that but the last think I want to do when I have fever and a horrible sore throat is get some chocolate milk for a 5 year old. All I can think about is, Please God, don't let them get it too!

4. Ex-husbands that don't plan ahead and call you the day of their visitation so you just never know if you can make plans.

5. Junior high kids that keep asking if you are pregnant. I know I shouldn't care but it just makes me feel fatter.

6. Having to buy water because the water out of the tap is just really gross. Even the locals won't drink it.

Well, that wasn't too bad. And I feel a lot better.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Writing and Reminiscing

You know, I started this blog because I am a writer and I like to express myself.
I've been a writer since fourth grade when I wrote some weird story about going on a boat trip with my parents for summer vacation and being overrun with mice but then they all drowned and we walked on them to get to shore. Wow. Reading that makes me realize that perhaps I just need to have a counselor on call. Or maybe my intense dislike of mice was manifesting itself at age 10. (*Shudder*)
Then, at sleepovers with my friend Meg, instead of prank calling boys in the 6th grade I instigated us writing silly stories for 10 minutes. And man, they were doozies. They proved two things.

1. Boy, I was just destined to be a nerd. (and a teacher??)
2. Nerdiness gives you vivid memories. I still remember the time we wrote about being rich and I wrote that I would have heated toilet seats. (We lived in Alaska.) Oh, forget heated toilet seats. If you were rich you could afford to pay people to sit on your toilet seats and keep them warm. I don't think I fully considered the implications of someone's ass on my toilet seat all day. I would definitely choose the heated seats now. But that's what happens when you only write for 10 minutes. You have poorly formed ideas and a shaky thesis. Good grief, see number 1 again.

But it's one thing to write fantasies about automatically warm toilet seats. It's another to write coherent yet funny things about your life. You think it would be so easy... but it's not. Maybe I should just start writing creative stories again. But I'm 27. That's a little... weird. Yeah, too weird for me, who knew?

So I will try harder to write witty things. But I am really no Tina Fey.

Friday, November 21, 2008

What I have learned the 2nd time around... 1 month in

Random things I have learned during the past month of my 2nd marriage.

1. Don't ask your man to help motivate you to be a better cleaner or work out. My man does not take it overboard at all, but if he says ANYTHING I get irritated. And all he has to say is - you asked me to help you... So keep anything you are trying to work on as a person to yourself!!

2. So... my husband listens to more country than me. I had to change the radio station for the alarm because I can NOT wake up to that every morning.

3. I don't think it is extreme to use the filtered water for the fish. I mean, we don't drink the tap water. And I don't want to deal with dead fish again. My fish are on a year and a half streak of life! I don't want to end it. But my husband thinks I am weird. I'll just clean the fish tanks when he is not around.

4. I am not organized. And you have to change your name with too many places if you marry when you are 27 and have loans and stuff.

5. I miss Abilene. It has a variation of that thing you Easterners call a tree. Here we just have some cactus.

One month down... millions of months to go!!

Friday, November 07, 2008

Blog Linking... For a Laugh

I am going to start linking to the blogs on my BlogRoll just to show you what I am interested in or what gives me a laugh. I will probably put a picture in my post from the post I am linking to and then a link to that post. This is a new idea of mine, so we will see where it goes.

Today I have a pick-me-up from the "Blog" of Unnecesary "Quotation" Marks.

Always a good read.



For more like this, click on the link above! It will be awesome "by yourself" entertainment.

Friday, November 07, 2008

Almost 2 weeks...

I am a horrible blogger. I haven't written in awhile and there have been some gaps in my relating of my personal life...

I guess it's because I figure anyone who reads this probably already knows everything about me... and that's why I am a bad blogger. I know blogging is supposed to release all your innermost thoughts to the black hole of the internet and SET THEM FREE!!!! I guess I am still too old school for that line of thought. I mean, I don't really like shaking hands with lots of people. Or just meeting lots of new people. So telling everything about myself to the gaping chasm of the internet, well, that's tough.

But things have happened, mainly, I got married and moved and changed jobs. I am also behind on my student loans and need to unpack more things into an already cramped apartment.

THE UPDATE

1. Marriage. It happened so suddenly. I don't know if it's normal to just wake up one day and realize that there is no one like this person in your life that you just got back together with and you were being a sissy baby because you had a bad first experience and that no matter what problems may occur you don't want to start over with anyone else but that's what I did. (I also mastered the art of run-on sentences.) So about 5 weeks after that, I got married. Of course, I didn't tell my family - parents, I mean- until about 3 weeks prior. Because that's how I roll. I just hate discussing relationships with my parents until they must be discussed. I always have and thank God I never will have to discuss a new one again. This time is a little stressful and I do crave making my own decisions but I feel so much calmer. I hate to compare but I just feel so much more peaceful this time.

2. Moving. Wow. To a town with a veteran's hospital, federal prison, and mental hospital all located in the city limits where the population is only about 25,000. Do I need to go any farther in describing the mix of people here? But the Wal-Mart is a SuperCenter and there is also an HEB. Although, the HEB is similar to say, Lawrence Brothers without the greasy chicken smell from the deli. And all those prayer candles on that one aisle. Marianna has to go to day care but she likes it. Cailey's school does computer with them and while they are behind her other school a little bit, that is fine with me. It means the teacher is making sure the kids get the material instead of just doing it.

3. New job. Aide for Junior High. Biggest change. This middle class over-achieving girl has a hard time understanding kids that do the minimum. I know all about the whole socio-economic problems that occur in a town with a makeup as this but I just don't fully understand it and I probably never will. I mean, why would you not care that you are a 16 year old 8th grader? I also don't know what my role in the classroom is but I think I am carving it out in some classes. I know it's a challenge and I know I want to teach but I don't know if this is the level I want to teach. Maybe younger. I guess only time will tell.


4. Student loans. I hate them. I don't want to call. But I guess I will have to. I also hate unpacking. I don't want to do it. But I guess I will have to. Boo. I don't want to be a gown-up sometimes.


Except grown-ups get to get married! And have sweet husbands who tell you that you are awesome every day and do the dishes even when they are tired.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Another Politics Post Because I Can't Help Myself

Why oh why do I have to choose between the two goons running for President?? I want nomination do-over!






Maybe I will become a Libertarian...