Well, it's been a while since I have blogged. And, of course, life gets in the way. And now, I am back to work. So, a whole lot of life is going to get even more in the way.
Today, I am teaching my students how to set up a blog. And seriously, could technology be any more of a pain? Does it do what I want when I want it to? No. I have 30 computers in this class with 29 students. I should have plenty of computers. But alas, 4 computers are not working. I have kids sitting here staring at a blank screen. Ugh! It is so frustrating. But at least the A/C has finally turned on.
I want to use technology in my class. It is fun--when it works. I am glad I thought to reserve two full 80 minute periods in the lab.
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Well, I didn't get to finish writing yesterday, so I am doing it now. Things seem to be moving along more smoothly, but there are still computer issues. I would love to walk into a lab and have every computer working. That would be a dream.
This is an incomplete post. I was just simply showing my kids how to blog
Friday, September 14, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Kids of Summer
Here I am getting ready to go to bed. And I should be. Tomorrow is a big day. Heading back to work...back to school again. I love my job. I truly do. Out of all the jobs I have had in the past, teaching is the one job that I love. I am good at it. It is crazy considering that I am not really a people person either. But this time of year always gets me. Once I am into the year and things are running smoothly, it is great. Now, I just hate having to leave my kids. We had a great time this summer. We did a ton of stuff. My kids are getting older. Two of them are not napping any longer so we can actually DO stuff. We went on day trips. Did "craftivities". I am a Pinterest fan. We did a bunch of that. I just re-joined a gym. I so wish I had done that earlier in the summer. This gym has a big indoor jungle gym and my kids get so amped up to go with me. I think their enthusiasm really helped to keep me motivated to go too. Plus, their childcare is free. Can't beat that with a bat.
My husband is a football coach so this time of year is crazy anyway, but especially, this year. I work full time too. Plus, my oldest is starting Kindergarten and she has a pretty active social & extra-curricular calendar at the ripe old age of 5. My middle is going to pre-school 5 days and my baby is starting at a day care. That all means I have more responsibility (like I need more). I am new to this day care concept. All my kids went to a private sitter who worked out of her home. So, things were very lax. Tonight I was running around the house going insane trying to get it in order. To make things worse, my older 2 don't start school until Thursday. So, I have to take them to the day care too. I have to get 3 kids out of the house by 6:45-7:00. That is going to be rough. What makes me laugh, my husband questions, "What's the matter?" as I run in to the garage again to get something that I forgot the last time that I was in there and then can't remember what is was that I needed. Hate that. But seriously, "What's the matter?" What is he crazy? What isn't the matter? There is only so much my 38 year old brain can hold. I am freaking out that I am not going to remember to take everything out of the house that I need in the AM. It is a good thing that the students don't start tomorrow. I am not ready for students yet.
I am going to miss these kids of summer. I am going to miss these lazy, hazy, crazy days. Even though mine weren't too lazy, I did like being able to plan what I wanted to do and spend all this wonderful time with my kids. I feel like I finally started getting in the swing of being home with them and now I get traded again. New team--Team Working Mom. As much as I hate going back to work, I do get the best of both worlds.
My husband is a football coach so this time of year is crazy anyway, but especially, this year. I work full time too. Plus, my oldest is starting Kindergarten and she has a pretty active social & extra-curricular calendar at the ripe old age of 5. My middle is going to pre-school 5 days and my baby is starting at a day care. That all means I have more responsibility (like I need more). I am new to this day care concept. All my kids went to a private sitter who worked out of her home. So, things were very lax. Tonight I was running around the house going insane trying to get it in order. To make things worse, my older 2 don't start school until Thursday. So, I have to take them to the day care too. I have to get 3 kids out of the house by 6:45-7:00. That is going to be rough. What makes me laugh, my husband questions, "What's the matter?" as I run in to the garage again to get something that I forgot the last time that I was in there and then can't remember what is was that I needed. Hate that. But seriously, "What's the matter?" What is he crazy? What isn't the matter? There is only so much my 38 year old brain can hold. I am freaking out that I am not going to remember to take everything out of the house that I need in the AM. It is a good thing that the students don't start tomorrow. I am not ready for students yet.
I am going to miss these kids of summer. I am going to miss these lazy, hazy, crazy days. Even though mine weren't too lazy, I did like being able to plan what I wanted to do and spend all this wonderful time with my kids. I feel like I finally started getting in the swing of being home with them and now I get traded again. New team--Team Working Mom. As much as I hate going back to work, I do get the best of both worlds.
Friday, August 17, 2012
A Night to...Anticipate
Well, my high school reunion is coming up. Twenty years that would be. Wow, I still can't believe that I have been out of HS for 20 years. Am I seriously that old?
Well, here's the thing. I hated HS. I was really not a big fan of the people I went to HS with. Other than a few exceptions, of course. A lot of the not liking HS was due to the fact that I was dating this moron. And yes, he really was a moron. Reality, I was the bigger moron because I dated him for so long. I look back as adult and I realize how unbelievably stupid I was for staying with him. That is a totally different post though.
Onto the reunion...
At first thought, it is going to be the same people who I really didn't like all that much. Ya know, that "popular" group. Do I really want to spend a night with all of them reminiscing about how wonderful high school was? Ugh! God no! But, I thought more about it and I figured that it has been 20 years. We aren't the same people we were in HS. I know I am not anywhere close to being the same person. I thought maybe it would be nice to see some of these people. What is weird, I never run into any of them. Ever. Where have they all been hiding? Where have I been hiding? Or maybe I have run into them and I just don't recognize them. That truly is a possibility.
So, I inboxed a friend of mine and asked her if she was going. Her response, "Nah." That was it. I was not going. If she isn't, I am not. I am not going to be alone amongst that formerly "popular" group. Even though 20 years have passed and I am sure they have all matured.
Last night, she inboxes me and says that she might want to go now. Hmmm, so now what? I know the hubs will watch the kiddies. It would be nice to have a night out with "friends" from high school. Presuming again, that they have all changed the way that I have.
Thinking about it now. I am actually getting a little nervous. I am waiting for my friend to get back to me. I told her that if she is in I am in. Thankfully, I have a dress I can wear and I have shoes, I think. Somewhere. I just have run out and get a pedicure and I should be good to go. Now, I wait for her response. What is it going to be?
Stay tuned. Same bat time. Same bat station. Not really. Don't sit by the computer. I don't know when I will be able to blog again. I will let you know how my night turns out though.
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PS--I didn't go. Long story. But, things just didn't work out. I guess you could say it was old school HS drama that caused me not to go. C'est la vie. I guess some people just haven't grown up the way I anticipated.
Well, here's the thing. I hated HS. I was really not a big fan of the people I went to HS with. Other than a few exceptions, of course. A lot of the not liking HS was due to the fact that I was dating this moron. And yes, he really was a moron. Reality, I was the bigger moron because I dated him for so long. I look back as adult and I realize how unbelievably stupid I was for staying with him. That is a totally different post though.
Onto the reunion...
At first thought, it is going to be the same people who I really didn't like all that much. Ya know, that "popular" group. Do I really want to spend a night with all of them reminiscing about how wonderful high school was? Ugh! God no! But, I thought more about it and I figured that it has been 20 years. We aren't the same people we were in HS. I know I am not anywhere close to being the same person. I thought maybe it would be nice to see some of these people. What is weird, I never run into any of them. Ever. Where have they all been hiding? Where have I been hiding? Or maybe I have run into them and I just don't recognize them. That truly is a possibility.
So, I inboxed a friend of mine and asked her if she was going. Her response, "Nah." That was it. I was not going. If she isn't, I am not. I am not going to be alone amongst that formerly "popular" group. Even though 20 years have passed and I am sure they have all matured.
Last night, she inboxes me and says that she might want to go now. Hmmm, so now what? I know the hubs will watch the kiddies. It would be nice to have a night out with "friends" from high school. Presuming again, that they have all changed the way that I have.
Thinking about it now. I am actually getting a little nervous. I am waiting for my friend to get back to me. I told her that if she is in I am in. Thankfully, I have a dress I can wear and I have shoes, I think. Somewhere. I just have run out and get a pedicure and I should be good to go. Now, I wait for her response. What is it going to be?
Stay tuned. Same bat time. Same bat station. Not really. Don't sit by the computer. I don't know when I will be able to blog again. I will let you know how my night turns out though.
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PS--I didn't go. Long story. But, things just didn't work out. I guess you could say it was old school HS drama that caused me not to go. C'est la vie. I guess some people just haven't grown up the way I anticipated.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Birth of a New Blog
So, I was trying to figure out what I wanted to blog about over on my other blog, Dimpled Knuckles. I came up with a litany of topics. One topic, how time to yourself is so important and such a commodity when you have small children. Also, how the only people who truly recognize that are people with small children. Yes, I know there are people out there who have crazy important, top executive jobs, where they work 200 plus hours a week and they are on call 24 hours a day. I get that. But thing is, if you get to pee when you feel the need, you have time. More time than someone with a bunch of small children.
Back to my point, I came up with the title for that topic, Time in a Sippy Cup. You know like Time in a Bottle, with a kid twist. I initially thought of Time in a Baby Bottle, which would be closer to the original, but all my kids are now out of bottles. Can't believe that. I just need to get all the bottles off my counter so I can use that space to add more clutter.
Again, back to my point, I really liked the title. I thought that would be a great title for an actual blog. I wanted to change the title of my first blog. But, I couldn't figure out how to do it and after thinking about it, I am not sure that I want to completely loose Dimpled Knuckles either. I do like it. I just love those chubby little hands with the dimpled knuckles.
Dimpled Knuckles started out as a way for me to blog about all this fun Kid Kamp stuff I had planned for my children. Before school got out, I created a huge binder of crafts and activities to keep my kids busy for the summer. I did it for a while and I blogged about all that we did and posted pictures. Eventually, the summer caught up to us and after we went on our family vacation, the summer just started rolling. The kids had actual camp, swim camp, princess camp, soccer, gymnastics and day trips. I ran out of time to do all the things I had planned. Plus, I wasn't expecting my husband to be around this summer, so I was planning on having all three kiddies to myself. But, he was here. So, it made life easier and I didn't have to do all those activities. We were able to go and DO more stuff.
Soon after, Dimpled Knuckles went in a different direction. I started just blogging about whatever. Being that I had originally intended for DK to be a "look-what-we-did" blog, well, I might as well keep it that way. Now, Time in a Sippy Cup can be my "this-is-my-life" blog. I think that is what will happen here.
Stay tuned for hold-onto-your-bobby-socks posts. Not really. It is just my life. :0)
Back to my point, I came up with the title for that topic, Time in a Sippy Cup. You know like Time in a Bottle, with a kid twist. I initially thought of Time in a Baby Bottle, which would be closer to the original, but all my kids are now out of bottles. Can't believe that. I just need to get all the bottles off my counter so I can use that space to add more clutter.
Again, back to my point, I really liked the title. I thought that would be a great title for an actual blog. I wanted to change the title of my first blog. But, I couldn't figure out how to do it and after thinking about it, I am not sure that I want to completely loose Dimpled Knuckles either. I do like it. I just love those chubby little hands with the dimpled knuckles.
Dimpled Knuckles started out as a way for me to blog about all this fun Kid Kamp stuff I had planned for my children. Before school got out, I created a huge binder of crafts and activities to keep my kids busy for the summer. I did it for a while and I blogged about all that we did and posted pictures. Eventually, the summer caught up to us and after we went on our family vacation, the summer just started rolling. The kids had actual camp, swim camp, princess camp, soccer, gymnastics and day trips. I ran out of time to do all the things I had planned. Plus, I wasn't expecting my husband to be around this summer, so I was planning on having all three kiddies to myself. But, he was here. So, it made life easier and I didn't have to do all those activities. We were able to go and DO more stuff.
Soon after, Dimpled Knuckles went in a different direction. I started just blogging about whatever. Being that I had originally intended for DK to be a "look-what-we-did" blog, well, I might as well keep it that way. Now, Time in a Sippy Cup can be my "this-is-my-life" blog. I think that is what will happen here.
Stay tuned for hold-onto-your-bobby-socks posts. Not really. It is just my life. :0)
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