A is for Age - will be 27 in October... (Holy crap!)
B is for Booze - I agree with Amanda Sue...Margaritas!! But if I can't have that, I'll just steal the salt off the rim of yours!
C is for Cookie you crave - Homemade chocolate chip fresh out of the oven. Even better if I didn't make them!
D is for Dating tip you'd give your son or daughter -I would rather not think about this just yet, but if I have to, I would say that you shouldn't date someone you wouldn't want your parents to meet!
E is for Essential items to bring to a party - BYOB!
F is for Favorite song at the moment - Daughters by John Mayer
G is for Goof off thing to do - tickle little Micheal
H is for Hometown - Klein, Texas
I is for Instrument you play - Viola since 5th grade and piano since 7th grade.
J is for Jam or Jelly you like - ONLY Amanda Sue's Homemade Strawberry Jam
K is for Kids - Micheal, one year and one week old.
L is for Living arrangement - With my spouse and sweet baby boy.
M is for Mom’s name - Melody, like in the song...
N is for Name of first crush - Brian Rundle, in California.
O is for Overexposed celebrity? - Anna Nicole Smith (You like my body?)
P is for Phobias - Snakes, spiders, or really big bugs.
Q is for Quote you like - "I have not failed. I have only found 10,000 ways that don't work." Thomas Edison
R is for Relationship that lasted longest - my first and only husband Jonathan
S is for Siblings - Younger sister and little brother (who's a senior in HS now!)
T is for Texas, ever been? - I live here, too!
U is for Unique trait - I can't bite an apple or eat corn off the cob.
V if for Vegetable you love - Corn cut straight off the cob.
W is for Worst trait - I talk too much when I really shouldn't, and I'm not always nice.
X - is for Xtra Credit, did you ever do it in school? - Always did, just to secure my A.
Y is for Yummy food you make - Homemade Lasagna
Z is for Zodiac sign - Libra.
Now that I've done it, you do yours!
Monday, May 30, 2005
Friday, May 27, 2005
Last Day
Today was the last day of school. (Pause for the celebration dance...)
The kids left at one, and instead of getting to go home when they did, I had to clean up my room and put everything away before I started the last day of school rituals required by the district. Our work day is supposed to be tomorrow (yes, on a Saturday), and none of us really want to be there. Somehow, if we don't want to be there Saturday, we have to work six hours either after school Friday, or work at Project Graduation this evening. I say evening, but I really mean late tonight into tomorrow morning. But, with my husband working in the morning, I can't really stay at school all night and morning with the kids, because then I would have no one to watch my child all day Saturday. So, I worked three and a half hours today after school, and then I have to go to graduation and present the National Honor Society scholarship, then stay and work Project Grad for two and a half hours so that I can make my six hours. That's what kinda sucks about working at a small school district. Oh well, I'll trade working at Project Grad any day over metal detectors and knife fights and bomb threats at school.
So, think of me tonight while you're safe at home in your bed, I'll be trying to avoid getting put in the dunking booth at Project Grad.
The kids left at one, and instead of getting to go home when they did, I had to clean up my room and put everything away before I started the last day of school rituals required by the district. Our work day is supposed to be tomorrow (yes, on a Saturday), and none of us really want to be there. Somehow, if we don't want to be there Saturday, we have to work six hours either after school Friday, or work at Project Graduation this evening. I say evening, but I really mean late tonight into tomorrow morning. But, with my husband working in the morning, I can't really stay at school all night and morning with the kids, because then I would have no one to watch my child all day Saturday. So, I worked three and a half hours today after school, and then I have to go to graduation and present the National Honor Society scholarship, then stay and work Project Grad for two and a half hours so that I can make my six hours. That's what kinda sucks about working at a small school district. Oh well, I'll trade working at Project Grad any day over metal detectors and knife fights and bomb threats at school.
So, think of me tonight while you're safe at home in your bed, I'll be trying to avoid getting put in the dunking booth at Project Grad.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Dreams and Nightmares
Thank God that not all dreams come true. Lately, I have been having some rip-roarin' dreams at night when I am trying to sleep. Let me give you a few examples:
Last week, after telling my sister and husband that I didn't feel good, they both thought it would be funny to accuse me of being pregnant. I didn't think it was that funny. But apparently, my subconscience thought it would be funny to revisit that accusation. So, that night, I dreamt that I was in labor with child number 2, and that it wasn't going as smoothly as the first time. That'll make you wake up in a cold sweat. Thank God that didn't come true.
Then, this weekend, I woke up holding my hand out to my husband, demanding that he "hand it over!" I think I remember that I was dreaming about a kid at school having something they shouldn't have had, and I was trying to get it from her. Weird. That didn't come true, either.
Remember when you were dating a guy, and you dreamt that married life would be just like it is on the movie screen, and after dinner when you were cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, a song would come on the radio and he would stop what he was doing and come over to you and dance with you in the kitchen? Well, this is the one dream that finally came true. Last night, we were cleaning up, and Jonathan was listening to his George Strait cd while cleaning dishes, and I was giving little Micheal a bath. When we met back up in the kitchen, Jonathan liked the song that came on, so he took Micheal, and the three of us "danced" on the kitchen floor. It was super sweet. This was just another reminder of how lucky I am with my wonderful husband and amazing son!
I wonder what other dreams can come true now?!?
Last week, after telling my sister and husband that I didn't feel good, they both thought it would be funny to accuse me of being pregnant. I didn't think it was that funny. But apparently, my subconscience thought it would be funny to revisit that accusation. So, that night, I dreamt that I was in labor with child number 2, and that it wasn't going as smoothly as the first time. That'll make you wake up in a cold sweat. Thank God that didn't come true.
Then, this weekend, I woke up holding my hand out to my husband, demanding that he "hand it over!" I think I remember that I was dreaming about a kid at school having something they shouldn't have had, and I was trying to get it from her. Weird. That didn't come true, either.
Remember when you were dating a guy, and you dreamt that married life would be just like it is on the movie screen, and after dinner when you were cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, a song would come on the radio and he would stop what he was doing and come over to you and dance with you in the kitchen? Well, this is the one dream that finally came true. Last night, we were cleaning up, and Jonathan was listening to his George Strait cd while cleaning dishes, and I was giving little Micheal a bath. When we met back up in the kitchen, Jonathan liked the song that came on, so he took Micheal, and the three of us "danced" on the kitchen floor. It was super sweet. This was just another reminder of how lucky I am with my wonderful husband and amazing son!
I wonder what other dreams can come true now?!?
Monday, May 16, 2005
Birthday Fun
I know that it's a week early, but I had a good reason. My parents are going on a cruise to Alaska tomorrow, and won't be back until the last day of the month. That means that they will miss little Micheal's real birthday, and I didn't want them to miss out on being there when he had cake and ice cream and opened presents, so we did it a week early.
Oh my goodness! We had so much fun! I was so proud of him! He was really well-behaved, and he shared his toys and balloons with Reid, and he didn't cling to Mommy or Daddy too much, because there were plenty of other familiar faces around that he just got passed all around and didn't get bored. The cake went everywhere, his presents all got opened, and now he can't decide which one he wants to play with! I've had to put a few of them out of sight for now, for fear that he will gyrate his little head off, going from one toy to the next and the next so quickly. I think I'll start phasing more of them in as we go along so that it's like his birthday for a couple more weeks. I wish I could do that still. Oh to be a kid again!
Most importantly, though, I am just glad that he will only have ONE first birthday, and from now on it should get easier, right? There's just something about that much family all in one place... but that's a whole different entry.
Oh my goodness! We had so much fun! I was so proud of him! He was really well-behaved, and he shared his toys and balloons with Reid, and he didn't cling to Mommy or Daddy too much, because there were plenty of other familiar faces around that he just got passed all around and didn't get bored. The cake went everywhere, his presents all got opened, and now he can't decide which one he wants to play with! I've had to put a few of them out of sight for now, for fear that he will gyrate his little head off, going from one toy to the next and the next so quickly. I think I'll start phasing more of them in as we go along so that it's like his birthday for a couple more weeks. I wish I could do that still. Oh to be a kid again!
Most importantly, though, I am just glad that he will only have ONE first birthday, and from now on it should get easier, right? There's just something about that much family all in one place... but that's a whole different entry.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Go Down
I was surfing around on other pages and found this thing that will tell you how old my child is... it's so neat! It will also give a countdown for if you're pregnant! I couldn't fit it on the side, and I'll have to mess around to see if I can move it to the top or something, but right now, to see how old my child is, go all the way down to the bottom of my page.
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