Sorry 'bout that folks
I stand corrected.
Clearly my 5 blog readers are very faithful and would be devastated if something actually happened to this silly blog or my relatively mundane life.
So if you don't blog for a period of time, where do you start?
Anyone wanna hear about graduation?
Of course you don't. Graduations are the most boring of all human ceremonies (except for the time I had to play the piano at someone's funeral that I didn't know and it lasted HOURS). Who in their right mind would sit and listen to 1200 names being read? Why do we do this to ourselves, people?
I think we can all agree on this: I'm so glad to see the backside of that program. It was a monumental effort and half of that degree really goes to my parents. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I graduated in Special Ed.
Anyone wanna hear about how hard it is to find a job around these parts?
It's hard. Most schools already know who they want to hire but do interviews out of legality. I've had about 10 interviews. A principal in my neighborhood said there are about 130 applicants per job in this area for teaching.
And today someone offered me a job. I should be thrilled and deep down I feel a sense of relief, but it's a charter school and it's in Saratoga Springs (= long drive on I-15. Worst freeway in America. You know what I'm talkin' about). I'm going to sign the contract because no one else is giving me a job. They offered me the job and canceled the rest of their interviews. For some reason, they loved that I play the piano. I can't figure out why--it has nothing to do with the job itself. Whatever.
Anyone want to hear about how much I don't love summer? How cranky is THAT?
Sometimes I will see blog/facebook posts that go something like this: "I love summer because I get to be home with my kids ALL DAY! I miss them so much when they're at school!"
If you are one of these moms, my blog will offend you and you are invited to leave.
I don't love being home with my kids all day. In fact, they usually drive me crazy by 9 am. Then I'm on autopilot just trying to make it til the end of the day when I can reasonable put them in bed. As my neighbor put it, "I love my kids from 3-8 pm." For some reason, I have an expectation that my kids will a)feed themselves every meal, b)clean up after themselves and c)entertain themselves without technology. Is this too much to ask?!
Leah made the swim team this year. I love this picture because it shows a side of her that we don't usually see--pure joy. She's so happy in the water and thinks swimming laps is really fun (whose kid is this?). She gets all pumped up about things like diving off the blocks. Her best stroke so far is the butterfly. Look at those swimming shoulders.
Mom mistake of the century--I agreed to let them sign up for CHEERLEADING CAMP. You can all stop vomiting now. I don't even want to talk about it except to say, We're not doing that again, ladies.
Here's a shot of Springville High School. Just for you, Jacob.
I think I'm done griping now.
Anyone wanna know what's going on with a certain someone in my life?
Things are going very well in that area. :) I promise to give more detail when it's needed/available. I'm waiting for a certain someone to finish the longest, most difficult semester in the history of semesters. It's over in a few weeks and I'll have a better idea about where things are headed. More like, I'll know a time frame and promise not to leave you out of the loop. I've learned many things the past few months. For example, long distance relationships are their own creature. It's an experience I don't wish to repeat but all of a sudden have a lot of respect for military families (I know it's not the same, I'm just saying...oh never mind). LDR's are a great way to build a friendship, though.
So there it is. My month in a nutshell. It hasn't been an easy one, honestly. I don't like feeling up in the air, not knowing what will happen next. The job offer today has helped quite a bit and I feel a bit more relaxed about life. I'm going to strangle the next person who says, "Just enjoy this time with your kids!"
Maybe I will. Maybe I'll load up the CRV with some food and the blow up raft and go to Payson Lakes for the day. Maybe I wanna show off my white legs in a swimsuit. Maybe we'll build a campfire and burn marshmallows and come home smelling like smoke. Why not?
Clearly my 5 blog readers are very faithful and would be devastated if something actually happened to this silly blog or my relatively mundane life.
So if you don't blog for a period of time, where do you start?
Anyone wanna hear about graduation?
Of course you don't. Graduations are the most boring of all human ceremonies (except for the time I had to play the piano at someone's funeral that I didn't know and it lasted HOURS). Who in their right mind would sit and listen to 1200 names being read? Why do we do this to ourselves, people?
I wore jeans and a candy lei and it felt great. Also I graduated magna cum laude and that felt great too.
I think we can all agree on this: I'm so glad to see the backside of that program. It was a monumental effort and half of that degree really goes to my parents. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I graduated in Special Ed.
Anyone wanna hear about how hard it is to find a job around these parts?
It's hard. Most schools already know who they want to hire but do interviews out of legality. I've had about 10 interviews. A principal in my neighborhood said there are about 130 applicants per job in this area for teaching.
And today someone offered me a job. I should be thrilled and deep down I feel a sense of relief, but it's a charter school and it's in Saratoga Springs (= long drive on I-15. Worst freeway in America. You know what I'm talkin' about). I'm going to sign the contract because no one else is giving me a job. They offered me the job and canceled the rest of their interviews. For some reason, they loved that I play the piano. I can't figure out why--it has nothing to do with the job itself. Whatever.
Anyone want to hear about how much I don't love summer? How cranky is THAT?
Sometimes I will see blog/facebook posts that go something like this: "I love summer because I get to be home with my kids ALL DAY! I miss them so much when they're at school!"
If you are one of these moms, my blog will offend you and you are invited to leave.
I don't love being home with my kids all day. In fact, they usually drive me crazy by 9 am. Then I'm on autopilot just trying to make it til the end of the day when I can reasonable put them in bed. As my neighbor put it, "I love my kids from 3-8 pm." For some reason, I have an expectation that my kids will a)feed themselves every meal, b)clean up after themselves and c)entertain themselves without technology. Is this too much to ask?!
Leah made the swim team this year. I love this picture because it shows a side of her that we don't usually see--pure joy. She's so happy in the water and thinks swimming laps is really fun (whose kid is this?). She gets all pumped up about things like diving off the blocks. Her best stroke so far is the butterfly. Look at those swimming shoulders.
Mom mistake of the century--I agreed to let them sign up for CHEERLEADING CAMP. You can all stop vomiting now. I don't even want to talk about it except to say, We're not doing that again, ladies.
Here's a shot of Springville High School. Just for you, Jacob.
I think I'm done griping now.
Anyone wanna know what's going on with a certain someone in my life?
Things are going very well in that area. :) I promise to give more detail when it's needed/available. I'm waiting for a certain someone to finish the longest, most difficult semester in the history of semesters. It's over in a few weeks and I'll have a better idea about where things are headed. More like, I'll know a time frame and promise not to leave you out of the loop. I've learned many things the past few months. For example, long distance relationships are their own creature. It's an experience I don't wish to repeat but all of a sudden have a lot of respect for military families (I know it's not the same, I'm just saying...oh never mind). LDR's are a great way to build a friendship, though.
So there it is. My month in a nutshell. It hasn't been an easy one, honestly. I don't like feeling up in the air, not knowing what will happen next. The job offer today has helped quite a bit and I feel a bit more relaxed about life. I'm going to strangle the next person who says, "Just enjoy this time with your kids!"
Maybe I will. Maybe I'll load up the CRV with some food and the blow up raft and go to Payson Lakes for the day. Maybe I wanna show off my white legs in a swimsuit. Maybe we'll build a campfire and burn marshmallows and come home smelling like smoke. Why not?
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