My sister and I have been cleaning out all of the junk that we've somehow managed to accumulate in our rooms at my parents. I've gone through some of my stuff, but I haven't parted with too much stuff. On the otherhand, my sister has attacked her room with a vengenance and has really edited her belongings. In a few minutes, I'm going to get off my bottom and do the same. My beetle is packed full of stuff. Some of it is junk, and some of it will be useful to someone else. The important thing is that we're passing on the stuff for someone else. In the new year, I've decided that I'm going to try to be a wiser consumer of things, food, and time. I want to focus on what really matters; instead of getting weighed down by the clutter.
and all I've really done is get snowed in, celebrate Christmas, and do wedding stuff. The good news, is lots of progress has been made for the wedding. The boy and I have found a photographer who is really nice and will do our wedding pictures and an engagement shoot for a really reasonable price. It's a big relief, because for awhile I was tempted to blow lots of money on pictures. In the end, I realized that even if the photographer is horrible other people will still be taking pictures.
Even more importantly, I've purchased my wedding dress! I really love it, and I know it's the right one because I don't want to show it to the boy and ask his opinion. I feel very confident. It's a Casablanca dress and all lace; I think it's very romantic looking and will really suit the day.
My mom and I also went crazy at Macy's and bought Martha Stewart cake plates. I know I want to do a cupcake tower at the wedding, because cupcakes are substantially cheaper. We bought different size cake plates, and we will have three tiers of three. I think it will be able to hold about 80 cupcakes, and then my mom and I decided that we could put cake plates with cupcakes at each of the tables. Thus, the centerpiece dilemma (by dilemma, I mean I don't want to blow money on flowers for the tables) is solved. I'm not sure exactly how much money we're saving when it's all said and done, but I really think the arrangement is going to work well. We're also going to stick little flags in the cupcakes at the table, to give it even more height. All in all, it's causal, but still appropriate I think.
Even more exciting is the Save the Dates arrived! I absolutely love them. I thought that maybe they wouldn't be very nice, but the cardstock is a good weight and the printing looks very nice. I can't wait to send them out. :)
My sister and I finally made it out of town, and to our parents! The roads around town were pretty bad, but it is so exciting to be out of the boy's efficiency and at home. But it made me realize that the four day snowed in adventure has killed quite a bit of break and nearly left all three of us at a breaking point. I had a dream last night about teaching my kiddos Romeo and Juliet and having nothing to say to them...some lesson planning is definitely in my future. Tomorrow, my sister and I are heading down to historic Williamsburg for some family fun and hopefully some outlet shopping. I'm pretty much done with any Christmas shopping that I'm going to do. The boy went home with a bag full of gifts to distribute to his side of the family; the only trick will be if he remembers to give them to the appropriate people. Last year, they sat in his trunk until after Christmas.
Almost two weeks of freedom and I realize that I want to do the following...
For school: -Lesson plan for Julius Caesar and Romeo and Juliet -Grade all essays
For the wedding: -Purchase amazingly beautiful wedding dress -Address and send out save the dates -Finalize guest list -Hire photographer
For my sanity: -Begin some sort of exercise program -Organize personal belongings -See the boy :) -Watch insane amount of chick flicks with my sister
We've been snowed in since Friday evening. A small space and three people, and somehow my sister has refrained from trying to kill me. I think we're going to try to dig ourselves out of here today, but to be honest even that isn't looking so good. And by digging myself out, I mean waiting for the people at the apartment complex to finish clearing the road.
So in these past few days, I've managed to do quite a bit of online shopping. I bought Save the Dates, although I seriously thought the boy and my sister were going to hurt me if I talked about them anymore. I'm a little bit crazy, so really it would be justified. The problem wasn't actually which design to pick. I've always really like this design, and the boy thought it wasn't too girly. Or it was less girly than the other designs.
So I was all set to go with the invitation, when I realized that I couldn't fit our wedding website address on it. Now, I've been told that people don't look at wedding websites, but I really want a central place where I can post directions, hotel information, and know where we are registered at. To be honest, I just don't want to have to send all that stuff out in an invitation, because it would look tacky. The 9.99 Martha Stewart Wedding Invitations that I got 75 percent off are decidedly not tacky. I don't want to ruin it. (I'm being sarcastic here). Fortunately, my sister who actually has some sort of idea about aesthetics helped me figure out how to put everything on the little birdie save the date. So our save the dates are done!
In other news, I bought this ornament for the boy's mom who loves peace signs. I got it at the Pottery Barn of all places. On sale and free shipping made it a no brainer.
I love Christmas. I love the music, putting up the Christmas tree, being with family and friends, sending out the Christmas cards, and most certainly buying Christmas gifts.
Christmas gifts. I love to buy stuff for people,but only when I see something they would like or need. And when I see that "essential" item, I promptly buy it and give it to them. What can I say, I lack self control. Which means when Christmas rolls around, I don't have many ideas for people.
For instance, the boy. He is picky, and half the time I just end up returning what I bought him. Even last Christmas, when I bought him AN XBOX, we still had to return it, because he thought it was making a clicking sound. It wasn't a big deal, but even a gift that you would think would be fool-proof, I somehow messed up.
Next up, my mother. She doesn't even really want us to get Christmas presents for her, because she has everything she could possibly want. We used to get her and my dad a gift card to go out to dinner, but apparently my mom thinks even that is too much to keep up with...so really, I have no clue what to get her. We also used to get her lotion and stuff from Bath and Body Works, but she has tons of it...so again...who knows what she will get?
My dad will probably get some peanuts. They'll be nice peanuts, and he will enjoy them (other members of the family will too, probably), but it still feels like a lame gift.
I realize that you give your parents non-materialistic things. Like helping around the house, etc., but it's still nice to give someone you care about a small token of your love. I love to show people I care by buying them things. It's bad, but that is how I roll. It's not that things are the only thing that make me happy, but sometimes little, sweet, thoughtful things show that you care and you are listening to what that person likes, needs, and enjoys.
This year, I have some stuff wrapped up under the tree, but I don't really have any great gifts. They aren't terribly thoughtful or original. In fact, I think my brother is going to get stuck with a candle (he loves these things though, because he burns them and they make his room less smelly. He is that gross...) and some cash. Even though I have put forth some effort, it just seems like for some people I'm fulfilling an obligation, which is the exact opposite of what I want to do and show. So that's the thing with gifts, you have to recognize that they are just a token. A little thing that at least shows that you thought of them.
All day yesterday, my students kept asking me, "do you think it will snow...do you think it will snow?!! Do you think we will be here tomorrow? DO YOU THINK IT WILL SNOW?" Every time they asked, I got a little bit more hopeful.
So hopeful, in fact, that I left school at the early hour of 4:30, just in case it started to snow and I got stuck in nasty weather.
It didn't snow. It rained, and rained, and rained.
I went to bed dismally disappointed, cursing the lack of a three degree temperature drop.
And then the phone rang at 5:07, "Hello, school has been cancelled due to flooding, twelve months employees should still report."
That's what I'm talking about! So I jumped around for a bit, turned off my alarms for 5:50 and 6:05 (I'm a bit paranoid), and went back to sleep.
Which brings me to why this Wednesday is so wonderful: I get the day off to grade papers, lesson plan, go to the post office, and troll the Internet looking at wedding stuff.
The boy has pointed out that I am possibly the most boring person ever; I have no interests. And this is true. I love clothes and just stuff in general, but I hate clutter and I pretty much get into a clothing rut. I wear pretty much the same five pairs of pants week in and week out. I alternate between sweaters and button down shirts for tops, and I wear the same earrings almost every day. So, even though clothing interests me, it doesn't show. At twenty-five years old I still have no idea how to look put together. I always say it's because I'm not thin, but I actually think that isn't the only thing. I'm missing a certain pizzaz. I think some of it might be in the shoes; I opt for comfort over and over again. So today, I also might do laundry and try to figure out what that thing is.
"Nothing great was ever accomplished without enthusiasm." ~Emerson
As I was reading this morning the phone rang! My sister was calling to inform me of two very important pieces of news: 1. It is snowing! 2. Volkswagon is going to stop making the Beetle. [Hold the phone! Stop the bus!]
The depths of my sadness regarding the second piece of news is impossible to relate. I urged her to consider purchasing a Beetle ASAP. I urge all people everywhere to consider going out and buying a Beetle. If I had extra money lying around, I would go out and buy another Beetle. I need to be prepared if something happens to my beloved. (Wait, I have my wedding fund and savings...surely this is what that money is for!)Since I think the boy...and parents...and random strangers would protest, I will have to content myself with a letter writing campaign to Volkswagon...
On Monday morning, I will set my students to work.
But the real point of this post was to show what I found this morning at katespade.com. The place where my sister and the boy wish I would stay away from (more people would probably wish I stayed away from there too, it's just these two people are the only one who know of my obsession and care about my spending habits).
Because I am going to be stuck inside all weekend (it is still snowing!), I decided that I could splurge on the Kate Spade Calendar. The calendar looks lovely, and really isn't overpriced for a calendar. I'm really buying it for the months of February and September. The stacks of books in February make me want to tear the picture out, frame it, and promptly hang it up. I knew I would be helpless to resist this lovely little calendar when I read that each month "turns a playful eye toward some of the most mischievous, puzzling words in the english language." As I cut and paste that quote I notice that Kate Spade neglected to capitalize English. Now, I'm a little worried that they can handle being witty with difficult words in the English language. ;)
Regardless, the calendar looks fabulous, and I can't wait!
While this post is late for the Thanksgiving festivities, this weekend of being with my sister and going home gave me a little bit of time to experience and think about all the things that I'm so thankful for.
I'm thankful for my sister, who patiently listens to me mull over silly wedding details and other mundane aspects of my life. I'm thankful that she is always there for me, and now lives a little bit closer. I'm thankful for my parents, that they always know how to make home feel that way. I'm thankful for my brother and the certain pizazz he adds to our family. I'm thankful for the boy, for someone who is perfectly content to just watch tv on a Saturday night. I'm thankful that he's crazy enough to marry me, and patient enough to tolerate my silliness. I'm thankful to have an apartment that feels like a home for me. I'm thankful to have put up a Christmas tree this year, complete with all pink ornaments. I'm thankful to have a job that makes a small difference. I'm thankful to not be hungry. I'm thankful to be loved.
I'm pretty excited because Monday and Tuesday are teacher workdays, which means I have a week break from my kiddos. Last week actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it's great to just have a break from everything. Which means that I have had time to obsess over silly wedding stuff. Seriously though, there are so many details, half of which I didn't even realize existed!
The boy and I still have some time to figure everything out, but time is going to move quickly! On Wednesday, my mom and sister are going to go bridal dress shopping with me. Hopefully, I can get a little closer to nailing down the actual dress that I want. I ordered this dress from J.Crew:
It's absolutely gorgeous- it has great detailing. It's still really casual (and the material breathes a bit) because it is cotton. My mom and sister are going to see it this Wednesday too, and I'm really curious if they will like it. When I saw it, I was blown away by all of the detailing. The only thing that bothers me is that it has a definite print (which I like), but may come across as too casual. Also the beading may appear to random.
I realized this morning that I don't really have a clear idea for how I want the wedding to look. Actually, the problem is that I have two ideas of how I want the wedding to be. One is fun, casual, (think pink polka dots, picnic lunch) and the other is simple and elegant. I want both, which means my wedding is going to be a train wreck! I also want to do everything at a fairly reasonable price. So there you have it.
Nevermind all the things (a venue, a date, a dress, a photographer, flowers)that we don't have yet.
Actually, I feel like I have an idea for almost all of that stuff, it's just a matter of bringing it together and convincing everybody else.
The wedding invitations have already been purchased for 9.99 (Martha Stewart 75 percent off) and are generic. So, I want fun save the dates that will show that the event is casual, but inject a bit of color and pizzaz.
These are the five I've been thinking of, from Wedding Paper Divas:
I love this wedding featured on Snippet and Ink. The best part of all is that lots of the sweet details just took talent and time! The cake is very sweet looking, and I love her flower bouquet (that she made!). The best part is the sign at the end.
It's Friday, and even though we had Election Day off, I'm ready for it! For some reason, I've just felt really blah. The boy and I still haven't picked a wedding reception site, and I don't feel like pushing it with my parents and their differing opinions. Basically, it seems that wedding planning leads to conflict, something I strive to avoid.
School is going pretty blah, although I did get my crazy 2nd period to take notes for the entire period. I didn't mean for it to go that long, it's just the assignment takes awhile! As a whole, everything still feels like it's a mess. So I'll leave you with pretty shoes, that I think would be great wedding shoes if they went on sale. Happy Friday!
This past weekend, my mom and I went to look at a venue for the reception site close to the church where the boy and I will be getting married. I liked one place, because it's by the water, but because it would be catered, it will be expensive. I think we just have to decide if we want to actually spend money to have a nice reception.
In more exciting news, I got to see my amazing sister, and bored her to death with wedding junk! I had gone dress shopping at David's Bridal with my mom the day before when I went home. There was one dress that I liked, but when my sister saw my sophia J. Crew dress, she and I decided that the dress is still the best option. I'm pretty excited, because I have loved the J.Crew Sophia dress since it came out! The silk chiffon one I ordered(and posted about) is a hot mess. The plain one is still definitely the best!
J.Crew updated their webpage with new arrivals! Of course, they would have updated with the Sophia dress in silk chiffon...something which I think maybe makes the dress better. After I've already ordered the other dress to try on!
So Friday night, I had an unfortunate incident with the dress that I was going to wear to a wedding. I was really upset (read very cranky), even though it was only a silly Target dress. This may be only a Target dress, but it is pretty darn fabulous. In a panic, I looked up the dress online and it got great reviews..."perfect to wear to an afternoon wedding"..."very flattering"..."my boyfriend thought I looked cute"...yes, I agreed with all those comments! Fortunately (because of the awesomeness that is Target, I was able to find the dress in my size at the Target close to the wedding. While the cardigan covers up most of the dress (and the twist neckline which is very cute) here is a picture of the boy and I after the ceremony (which was beautiful). I'm looking forward to wearing the dress again, but without the cardigan. Happy Sunday!
I love Sundays. You've had enough time to forget about the work week, and finally have enough energy to start thinking about the next one (which is what I'm avoiding now). Weekends are very necessary. I went to visit my amazing sister this weekend. It rained all day Saturday, but we trudged from store to store as we did our errands. We stopped by Ann Taylor Loft, but decided we didn't need anything. The mall was similarly uneventful, but I did get two necklaces for seven dollars a piece. I've really been in the mood to buy some "bling", so I was excited about my purchases! Once again, my sister steered me away from fashion catastrophe at countless stores. Last night, she did work while I read about all the books I need to read and discovered that JEM had a new album. I'm pretty pumped about listening to it on my way to work on Monday morning. New music makes everything better. :)
So I was thinking about William Butler Yeats. There is this one poem, it's fairly famous, and the line goes "but one man loved the pilgrim soul in you." It echos in my head sometimes. Perhaps it's the cadence. I'm not exactly even sure what the poem means, but I sometimes love to revel in the gray area. And sometimes I feel free to have my own misinterpretations.
Long day. I painted my toes pink, and that has made everything better. I'll leave with Yeats.
When You Are Old
by William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
I'm really excited, because I get today off from school. It's a welcome break after the first two weeks. This weekend I went and visited my amazing sister and we checked out the Loft's 15 dollar sweaters. We both bought three each. Now, these sweaters may not be the highest quality, but the colors are really pretty and fall-esque. Even better, they are cotton and soft. There is no way I could have gotten a sweater at J.Crew for 15 bucks, and even if they only last for this season, they are still a great pick-me-up. My sister really needed sweaters, and I really wanted them, so I think we were both happy. Today, I'm hoping to get my grades entered into the computer, and hopefully get some errands done so I am ready for this week. :)
I've been back to school for one week now, but I still feel like I have so much to do. My new county didn't actually force us through a lot of meetings or new teacher training, and I felt like I did a decent amount of work last week. Yet, I still feel like there is so much to do. I wonder how I ever got anything off the ground last year. Seriously. I had no clue what I was doing, and I somehow survived. So surely, I will figure out how to make it this year. I read a few good books last week, one on classroom management, the other one how to divide up the block period. Bits and pieces of both of them will hopefully be used in my instruction next year.
We had an inservice today about literacy, the fact that high school students roughly enter and leave h.s. with the same reading level blows my mind. While they were presenting, I sat there thinking about the statistics. I always feel very passionate about how we have to work to change the system, even though there are so many odds working against the students. Before this summer, I really did feel helpless. Now, I still feel like the deck is stacked, but I feel that I have some tools. The real test will be if I feel this way after school has started. The summer institute really did make develop my perspective as an educator, and less as a passive teacher. Tonight, I'm going to look over Katie Wood Ray's Study Driven and The Discipline Survival Kit for Secondary Teachers. I also need to actually read the readings that I will be teaching. I know that eventually all of this obsessive reading of teaching books will end, and it will just be the students and me. But right now I feel like it's right before exams and my test is in a week.
I'm all moved in thanks to my parents, my sister and SJ. Somehow everyone dealt with my craziness, and my dear, dear sister suffered through a long trip at Target. Tomorrow I go to get my classroom settled in, and start to organize and create my lesson plans!
P.S. After my sister helped me organize my closet, (which looks great!) I've decided no more buying clothes for the next month. I have plenty!
So, I was sitting on the futon, talking to my sister when there is a knock on the door! SJ motioned for me to answer it because he was on the phone.
But we weren't expecting anybody...and nobody knows I live here...
It was the UPS man! But I haven't ordered anything!
My sister had though! She bought me the pink polka dot desk chair for my new apartment. (yeah, the pink polka dot chair I blogged about earlier). I love, love, love it. I can't wait to sit in it and grade papers. Oh la la, I'm so happy. :)
And my sister is coming to see me in a few hours to help me move in/go to the dentist and eye doctor. She is the greatest!
Here we are at the Wright Brothers Museum earlier this summer. :)
1. I got my car fixed today and it didn't cost over 100 dollars! Woot, woot! 2. I got the keys to my classroom!! 3. My sick days from my other county will be transferring to my new school! 4. I got my sister a yellow table from Ikea for $7.99. Seriously, for 8 dollars, it just seems so crazy cheap. and cute. 5. I am done with my human resources paper work! 6. I am making progress with my online classes.
And in honor of my sister, I will leave you with the amazing yellow things you can buy at Ikea, since she loves yellow.
Now true, most of this stuff is probably not exactly quality...but all of this would set you back less than 40 dollars. That's three bursts of color reasonable priced, I think. And really, who can put a price on a bit of sunshine in our day?
And I love Ikea. :) I want to go there after I move in. Which brings me to my last awesome thing...
In less than a week I will be moving into my new apartment. :)
Yup, listening to them on repeat for four hours while I do my online classes has helped me finish a 9 page paper in four hours! Woot woot! Only one more 8 page paper to do tonight!
p.s. i hate education online classes. they are really dumb. why in the world writing about homeschooling is relevant is beyond me. and writing about No Child Left Behind just causes me to ramble and get annoyed.
p.p.s. i know i complain a lot. after this summer, i'm not taking any more online classes, so don't worry saw, i will stop complaining!
Yesterday, the boy wanted a ride to the law school. This is how he tricked me.
SJ: Want to give me a ride to the law school, and then you can stop by J.Crew? Me: Umm...sure!
And that's how I arrived at the mall yesterday, even though the mall and the law school aren't even in the same direction. I didn't buy anything at J.Crew, because the sale stuff was very picked over. But I did head over to the GAP, a place where I've made some purchasing mistakes. Yesterday was definitely a winner. I got a pair of dress pants to wear to work and two cardigans. The pants were ten dollars! So even though I said I didn't need anything, I'm still really pumped with my new purchases. I spent a decent amount of time looking for a yellow comforter for my sister, but no luck. However, I will keep searching!
I don't know if I've just been over-inundated with stuff this summer, but I feel satiated. I have plenty of clothes, plenty of belongings. At home, I see that I have more than enough things to fill an apartment. I don't need to buy anything. I've been wondering for a year now, what makes a place feel like home? When does a room, a dorm, an apartment, a house transcend just a place to sleep and become the place you belong? The obvious answer is it is filled with people you love (or at least close to them), but I think you can create a home even by yourself. I'm moving in three weeks, and I want a home, not the transitory resting place that I had last year. A home has soft blankets, plenty of pillows, soft lamplight, books, pretty knick knacks that remind you are loved, a vase for flowers. A home has brownie mixes, fresh fruit, milk, cereal. A home has stamps, a cell phone charger, envelopes, freshly sharpened pencils, pens, stationery. A home has comfortable places to sit, magazines, a t.v. A home has a frying pan, a baking pan, a cupcake pan, silverware. A home has a place where you can just be.
I love sleeping on my bed, surrounded by all of my over the top pink belongings.
It's great to hang out with my sister, and we're going to be taking a trip to Boston together! I wish the summer were just a bit longer, and I could lay on the beach and listen to the waves.
So, you can totally get over the top pink stuff, you just have to buy it at stores targeted to teens. How sad is it, that I as a 25 year old would just kill to have some of this stuff. Let's check it out!
I love all the circles. If I had a million dollars, I would live in a room like this...actually, I wouldn't, but I just love all the pink.
And you can buy a pink sofa!
*All images from Pottery Barn for teens. Thank goodness, I didn't know about this stuff earlier, because I definitely would have tried to buy some of it. Fortunately, Target has fulfilled that need to have pink everything. Also, I realize that you can have too much pink. :)*
I realized recently that I made some bad clothing decisions last summer, I think in a desperate attempt to augment my wardrobe. I'm wearing one of my "bad decisions" right now. It's a size too big and super poofy. It does nothing for me. I bought it because it was on sale. So do I buy bad things because they're on sale, or do I just buy bad things? It's hard to figure out, because I don't really buy anything that isn't at least marginally on sale.
Beneath the hundreds of shoes of students, professors, and townies lies the cracked sidewalk; guiding us through the campus. Our barricade from honking cars, crammed traffic, and distracted drivers. On this sidewalk, about 100 feet from the intersection, you see the words "Albert loves Amanda" with a scrunched up date to document when the words were etched. Their names will be on the sidewalk, until it finally crumbles amidst the weight of continual feet and exhaust fumes. Was is a moment of infatuation that caused this romantic grafitti? Did Albert and Amanda doubt that their love wasn't as permanent as the sidewalk that was in the process of setting, so they sized on this opportunity to settle their shifting relationship? Albert and Amanda- the alliteration of their names together almost seems too perfect. Did some clever person or group of friends write the names with a stick on the new sidewalk just to have a bit of fun? Maybe to tease a real Albert or Amanda? The gesture of writing on the sidewalk has always struck me as childish. I used to think this was because it is an act of vandalism, but now I realize it's just terribly naive to embrace the permanence the sidewalk offers. People are always drifting, closer together, apart. All the while feet move on the sidewalk.
"but who among us could live a truly intellectual life?"
Those words echo in my head biting into a blueberry, walking back from class, sitting in the silence of my lamp. I can't.
The quote goes on to say that it would take too much energy, too much attention to the sensory input. We simply couldn't take it. There are moments of our lives where the perfect sweetness of a plump blueberry isn't bothered with. In these moments, we are lucky to be buying blueberries and washing them for our snacks. Sometimes, the blueberries are forgotten about, and they grow moldy in the back of the fridge. We are forced to toss them and try again; that's the trick with perishable food. A constant cycle of buying, consuming, forgetting.
I really wanted to go home, but since I hung out with my awesome sister yesterday, I really needed to do work. So I'm at the law school with SJ, pretending to do work. I would have immediately started working, except SJ managed to open up a can of cherry soda and promptly drench his entire left side, including his flip flop. It was a sight to see him limping to the bathroom with cherry soda dripping everywhere. Anyways, I'm off to explore how I'm going to go be a better teacher next year! Woot woot. Education is a big part of freedom, right? :)
On a whim, I decided to enroll in a summer seminar class to make me a better writing teacher. It's through the National Writing Project, and so far, I'm really happy that I applied. Intense, but I think I will become a better teacher from it.
In other news, I've managed to fritter away my time still worrying about those shoes I was obsessed with in my last post. I almost bought the turquoise pair. In a slightly wrong size. For too much money. The boy ridiculed me, and probably thought I'd lost my mind. I didn't buy them though. :)
We're going to go pick up my car; the one that my parents have been holding hostage. I have Friday off for research, so I leave you with a picture of herbie and me! In an hour or so, we will be reunited.
So I've spent my Saturday worrying about how I'm going to get my car back from my parents, how I'm going to go get lots of (important) stuff that I've left at the lake, and trying to catch up on my online class. I've basically just spent all this time worrying and talking to people over and over about it, instead of actually making any progress. But none of it really matters, because I feel confident that everything will work out. Anyways, here is a cute pair of shoes that I won't be buying. Although, if they made it to the final sale section, I'd get them.
Yesterday was the last day of school and my last day as a first year teacher! It was a little sad to see the kids go, but I think everyone was ready for summer. My kiddos are ready for high school (I hope).
In other news something very exciting happened to me yesterday. I got a job near the boy teaching 9th and 10th grade. Yes, at last we will no longer be in a long distance relationship. No more sad Sunday nights. I'm so happy that I found out, so I could properly leave my school. Today, I worked really hard to set things up for the new teacher, so hopefully she/he will have a good year. It was hard to say goodbye to everyone, but I think I left on a really positive note. My team was wonderful and I'm sure I won't have a better group to work with.
But I'm going to get to teach LITERATURE in addition to writing. Amen. I am so excited about that. And I will be close to the boy. Amazing.
I have a confession: the books that got me to read were the books from Babysitters Club series. I then devoured Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, Sweet Valley High, all the L.M. Montgomery books and then all the books about the Pleasant Company dolls. It's a bit embarrassing that the The Babysitters Club is what hooked me on reading. But I admit it, I am a sucker for a series. As I got older, I gave up all of those silly series and swore off that genre of literature. I fell equally in love with the "classics"; although, I still haven't made it through Anna Karenina. While getting ready for a long flight, I decided to buy a book. I choose "Love the One You're With." Definite "chick lit." I feel guilty for liking it. But I do. It's definitely not a classic, there are a few good moments. But there are also some serious over the top cliched moments. Actually, a lot. To be fair, there wasn't a lot of selection at the airport bookstore. Half the reason why I bought it is she graduated from the same school that the boy is at now. In some odd sort of way, I feel that the two schools that she went to really shows in the novel. I also try to tell myself that the "classics" weren't always classic. I tell myself that Jane Austen used to be scorned and that Dickens was populous. Seriously, though? The bottom line is I bought a chick lit book and I liked it. So there.
I had to miss yesterday, and all of my kiddos wanted to know where I was. (They missed me because they had a strict sub). They wondered if I had gotten married (because that's what so many teachers do when they're absent...?). Then they wanted to know if they'd get invited to my wedding, if I did get married. Finally, they ruled out my getting married, because my name didn't change. I didn't dare bring up the point that my name could stay the same if I did get married.
Because I have so much delightful time in my car to think, I noticed that it was this time last year that I had my interview to teach at my school. I remember seeing the other English teacher's classroom and yearning for a room of my own. I felt so ready to teach. I wanted it more than anything else. So, when they hired me, I jumped for it. Then I packed my bags to go live with my sister for the summer and to see the boy. In August, I moved down to the middle of seemingly nowhere. A place where they are lucky to have a grocery store. A place where there is no blockbuster, and certainly not a bookstore. And most of all, I moved into my very own classroom, complete with five sets of students that cycle in and out of my room every fifty minutes. Students that leave paper on the floor, gum under the desk, "accidentally" pull up the blinds, throw paper airplanes, and somehow shove a glue stick on my clock. The place still seems foreign to me. And I still struggle. But slowly parts of it feel right. I still walk down the hall happy to have a classroom of my own. Thrilled that I have my own students to care and worry about. I realize that I still have a long way to go in the school year, but it's crazy to think how different my life was last year compared to now.
Anyways, the sun came out eventually today, and I'm feeling pretty good. I enjoyed running yesterday, but got sick at night. I'm not doing that for awhile, but I'll do yoga tonight. We had our new teacher meeting yesterday (the last one) and apparently teachers have a high stress level. Who would have guessed it?
I will miss my kiddos, but I'm looking forward to next year. There are so many things I will do differently. Now, if they have an actual affect or not is another thing. For instance, we will practice procedures WAY more at the beginning of the year. It's great that I now actually understand some of the procedures kids have no clue about. Things you would think would be common sense. Totally clueless. Rant over.
So in other news, I think I'm going to go to my alma mater's graduation for a few of my friends. I'm not sure what I'm going to wear. Would it be too casual to wear a polo and a pencil skirt? I hope not, because that's my plan.
I went to J.Crew last weekend and bought this
I also got my sister a pair of navy pants for her b-day. More importantly, I tried on the purple shirt (the one you think is ugly, SJ), and I also wasn't such a fan. I like it a lot in the blue stripes. And by like it a lot, I mean that I may get it if it goes on sale.
But don't worry I've found something new to lust over...and that is the beauty of this blog. I get to look and love stuff without owning it. Half the fun is just seeing the stuff. Woot. woot. I know it'd be impractical, and I probably wouldn't use it. Most likely, I'd just look at it and admire it all of the time. Now, that wouldn't be terribly productive, would it?
It really helps me to come down to the lake on Sunday nights, because I get to unpack all of my stuff and go grocery shopping for the week. I also sleep better knowing that I won't have to wake up until 6:15, but it cuts the weekend a bit short. That said, I feel I started my week off correctly. Today, the rain just kind of messed everything up. The kids were crazy. There were two fights today, and my kiddos were wound up. It felt like it should be Friday. At least Thursday. But no...it's Tuesday? I'm sort of dreading tomorrow, since they were so rough today. Hopefully, it's just the rain.
So, last week I did super well with my diet program...umm, lifestyle change. I stuck to it, even when I didn't want to. This week, has been a little trickier. I've lost a few pounds, so I should be excited and motivated. But I'm not. Yup, I'm really truly not. I'm doing well during the day, which is hard. This week is teacher appreciation week, and apparently, they are appreciating us by trying to fatten us up. Now, I am super duper appreciative of anybody doing anything, so don't get me wrong. I'm actually surprised that anybody is doing anything. But today the rotary club brought glazed donuts. And yesterday, the secretaries made us some really yummy looking snacks. Now, it's difficult to walk into the teachers' lounge during planning and be bombarded with some of my favorite things (well, actually, any food would go on a list of my favorite things). But don't worry folks, I bravely munch on my celery and trudge on. Yesterday, I had a headache, so I didn't exercise. But today, I REALLY NEED TO GET TO IT. I'm did such a great job last week. I kid you not, I think I actually lost at least two pounds ( Don't worry, I got on a scale, I'm not just making this stuff up). That's great for me, because I really stink at dieting. I mean, I am a diet/exercise failure. But not anymore, I think I've hyped myself up enough to go for a run?
As you can see, I've been looking through lots of House Beautifuls lately. I love to look at all the pictures of beach houses with all of the summer splendor. Even though I live close to the lake on the weekdays I forget about it during the winter. This morning, on my way to work, the sun was rising over the lake and it looked beautiful and made me lonely for summer. And then I realized summer will be here soon. In a week, the boy will be done with his first year of law school and be starting his summer job. Which got me thinking about all of the things I love about summer; mainly I love the peacefulness of it. When I was a kid, my whole family would go visit my grandparents in Montana. The days would be spent with reading, walking and just talking. The days were spent in stillness. I've been lucky enough to go to Maine to visit the boy's grandparents, and it gives me the same feeling. They are close to the water, and I love hearing the waves. In the evenings the boy and I will stay up playing cards and talking; it just seems so relaxed and pleasant. Sometimes you can hear voices outside your window, but overall it is very still. I love the way the mornings feel: no obligations, the freshness of the morning air, and the murmur of voices.
So I started this blog as a place for me to basically lust over stuff from J.Crew. I love material stuff. I have no idea how this could have happened, as my parents aren't materialistic at all. And I have to drag my sister shopping. Shopping with her is absolutely no fun at all...she has a price limit when she goes to the grocery store. My friends usually don't get their kicks from J.Crew either...actually, I believe one of my good friends ridicules it. But that's another story for another day. So I started this blog to just randomly admire J.Crew and all other materialistic stuff.
And then I started teaching and used this as another place to whine.
And then I told the boy about my blog over my Spring Break (yup I came out of the closet). Now, the boy doesn't care about shopping, that's part of the reason why I started this blog. But he's the only one who reads my blog, so I feel rather stupid posting about the stuff that I would want to post about. I just wanted to get all of that off my chest.
Okay, so in other news, I've been thinking about my personal tastes in decorating. We've all seen the tacky picture of my home down by the lake. It's clear that it is a make-shift area for me, and it's only for me. In other words, if I want to put up a picture of pink polka dots, I can knock myself out. Because no one will see it. But then there is this other side of me that loves to be more sophisticated. And therein lies the problem. I will thumb through House Beautiful and literally hyperventilate, because my tastes are at complete odds with each other. I'm also the person who hates clutter, but loves junk.
I think this bedroom from House Beautiful manages the color nicely. It's a beach house, and I think the blue is lovely.
I decided to come visit the boy, even though he still has two exams left. Last night, we hung out together for about forty minutes, and then he headed back to the law school to study. He's at the law school all day today too, but it's nice just to see each other for a few minutes. Anyways, I'm taking advantage of Saturday to shop for my mom. Last year, I gave her a Vera Bradley coin/key chain, which she has been using non-stop since last year. As you can imagine the thing is dirty. Last night she told me that she washed it, but it's still a wreck. So, this year we are giving her a replacement. My mom hates carrying around purses, so this thing is perfect for her.
I also trolled off to Hallmark (probably one of the most dangerous places for me to go besides J.Crew). I don't know why, but I love that store. I found my dad a great Mother's day card to give my mom, and I found her a Willow Angel. Since I bought the other cards last week, I think I'm done with Mother's day. Now, I just have to figure out what to give her for her b-day at the end of May!
To my detriment, I stopped by Novel and bought my sister the prettiest yellow sticky note pad (Her b-day's at the end of May too).
I also got an "L" key chain for me with pink polka dots on it. I realize I shouldn't have bought it, but I love pink polka dots. And they only had one. So, can you imagine how sad I'd be without it? I also got a notepad and a keychain like mine for a teacher that I work with (the one who everyone didn't want to pay for doing secretary appreciation week). I just wanted to get her a little something, since she does so much for all of us.
Anyways, this afternoon will be devoted to yoga, grading spelling quizzes, and doing the assignment sheet for my students' poetry project. Happy weekend!
Long day. Some good things, some bad things. So I'm going to end it with Yeats. I think I'm going to nickname my house Innisfree. :) I heart the last stanza.
The Lake Isle Of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart's core.
So my kiddos had a spelling quiz Friday, while I was out at a conference. The theme this week was "All Types of People" and I got some pretty funny results. I'm not making fun of my kids, but these just made me smile. I guess they need better context clues...that or they need to study!
My friend decided to hire an assassin photographer for her wedding. Even though he wasn't a professional, he still took great pictures and was much cheaper! (amateur would have been the correct choice)
My friend prided himself on a belief of equal rights for both genders; he gladly called himself a tyrant. (umm, I was looking for feminist)
It didn't seem like a Monday today, because I drove from that lake to school. It was wonderful not to have to wake up at 5:30 and sleep until 6:15. I'm certainly glad I did, because today was a busy day at school. Anyways, today was a successful diet day and a successful exercise day! This is great, because I didn't get home until later than usual (and I'm pretty lazy to begin with). I realize this needs to be a lifestyle change, but at this point, I'm taking it one day at a time! So one successful day; only four more days until that lovely polo is mine! :)
In other news, the boy takes his first final tomorrow. And since he's the only one who reads my blog, I'd just like to say congrats! I hope it went well. :)
This may sound like a dumb question, but it's one I confront every single day. I feel that since my students have to look at me, (because they're definitely not listening to me) I want to make sure that my outfit looks decent. Not so that they will be interested, but so that I won't have a bunch of 13 and 14 year olds making fun of me. Yes, I am that pathetic.
I also like to have cute outfits to wear, because at 6:15 in the morning this is about the only thing I can do to motivate myself. (That and the fact that I don't want to get fired from a job with benefits). jk. In all seriousness, looking decent can really make my day better and motivate me.
But often this involves me trying on a myriad of outfits and still just going with the last thing that I tried on. But really, I want to look cute and put together.
So how can I improve? Well, the first thing that I need to do is GO ON AN ACTUAL DIET. One with actual real life goals. Achievable goals. So since the boy is the only one who reads this blog (and is taking exams now and needs to be studying) I'm going to use this blog as a place to document what I am going to do. I am going to exercise four times this week. At the very least I will walk around or do yoga. Secondly, I am going to eat a Lean Cuisine for dinner every night and a popsicle for dessert. If I'm still hungry I will eat celery or fruit. In short, I'm going to stop snacking on random stuff (that is always bad for me). I will also write down every thing that goes into my mouth and I will pack only the food that will lead to my success. If I count calories (and succeed with the food I eat) and exercise four times a week I can buy something off my wish list. Yes, I'm just bribing myself. But I need to kickstart this diet program. So now the fun part of the wish list...
I bought this shirt last weekend, but I will return it if I don't make my goal this week. I like the color. It's different and a change from all of my pinks and blue. It looks a bit more pale in real life. Again, I love polos because I can wear them casually and also to work. It seems that all my polos from three years ago that I bought from ON need to be retired. So I'm excited about the potential new addition of this polo :)
Which leads me to the next top that I really want. Or at least want to try on. I think I'd have to be successful for at least two weeks though, in order to earn this top. I really like it, and think it'd be cute to wear to work. I just wish it'd drop a bit in price!
Last night I read "Love and Logic" again. When I'm reading the book, the ideas and dialogues of what the conversation will go like sounds great. I think to myself, "Oh my gosh, I wish I'd been doing this the whole year!" So I read the book last night, this morning while having breakfast, and (I'm not gonna lie) practiced saying the stuff in the car on the way to work... (yes I'm sad).
Well, I tried out a few of the exercises. Mainly, I tried to use more "I" statements. I said please and thank you even more (although, I use that a lot). They tell you to ask a student nicely (which I really do anyways). Then they tell you to ask the student, "Did I ask you nicely to move?" Student says "Yes". Then I say, and you're still not going to move, even though I asked nicely?
My convo went like that except student said "yes, but I don't want to move." So (as the book tells you) I just dropped it. Maybe things will work better tomorrow!
In other news,it's secretary appreciation day. Our whole grade level chips in to buy something together. Well, one of the other teachers was in charge and she did a great job! She bought stuff that seemed nice, but actually useful. And people whined that $7-10 dollars for our two secretaries (plus a cake we have to buy for our school staff meeting) was too much. So she just dropped it down to $6. It makes me so mad, because she's actually DOING US A FAVOR. And people are complaining. Does 1 to 4 dollars really make the difference between eating and not eating? And if it does, you probably could work it out with her. I did Guidance Appreciation Week for our grade, but I used some stuff that I had already (so I cheated myself a bit too). But this teacher has a family of her own and spent a lot of time buying these gifts.
Conclusions: I still believe in love and logic, but sometimes you just have to be firm. Otherwise you will get all walked over.
Sorry for the rant (but since no one except the boy reads this, I should be okay). :)
On the upside, there are good things going on in my life.
1. On Friday I get to go to a teacher conference that specializes in teaching writing. I'm really excited. (And hoping I learn lots!) 2. I got to leave work at 4:30 today! 3. I'm making cupcakes for the boy, because I will see him briefly (he has to get ready for exams). 4. I might get to see my sister this weekend 5. I mailed letters to my sister and my friend. Doesn't a letter make everything better? I think so!
It's almost 7:30 so I better start packing and cleaning for this weekend. Oh, my vagrant, gypsy life.
I want to leave on a happy note, so here is a picture of the "pictures" I made for my room. The boy has never seen my room down here, because I always go visit him. Plus, it's in the middle of nowhere, so if I'm not visiting him, I'm at my parents or visiting my sister. Without further ado..
Reoccurring problem: my students won't hush up. I gave consequences to a number of students today, so hopefully the behavior will improve tomorrow. I was always under the impression that if my content was good, then the students' behavior would follow. I can't figure out if this is true or not. They seem to never actually give anything a chance. :(
I've got 4+ sets of papers to grade...in an attempt to force them to do work, I try to grade as many assignments. Otherwise, some of the kids just sit there.
In other news, I need to finish unpacking from Spring Break. Last night I managed to circulate the stuff around. So now only the kitchen and dining room table is a wreck. That's what I call progress!
The boy and I had a pretty good weekend. I finally got my car back from the shop on Saturday, a mere 2000 dollars later. Good grief.
Friday night was pretty awesome; it was great to actually not be exhausted. The boy and I went on a "hike" aka a very well-manicured path. It was beautiful weather and fun to be outdoors. Here is a picture of the boy on the bridge at the end of the trail.
On Saturday, we went to the mall and then decided to take a walk at the same park. We decided to go on the "Secluded Farm Trails." A few minutes into the walk, I saw a stick. The boy stopped me and pointed out that there was a baby snake next to the stick. After mildly flipping out, we decided to keep forging ahead. About ten feet later I hear a rustling sound and see a MUCH bigger snake. At that point the boy and I turn around and head to the car as quickly as possible. I flipped out a bit more the second time.
In retrospect, I'm not exactly sure if I saw a snake or a squirrel. I was pretty flipped out from the first snake, and I could have just been paranoid. The boy didn't see the second snake, because I was so busy grabbing onto his hand and pushing him in the other direction. It will remain a mystery. As you might tell, I'm not too big into nature.
Sunday has been a nice lazy day. I'm finishing creating my "Langston Hughes Scavenger Hunt" that I'm going to have the students do virtually on the mobile labs. I'm kind of excited about the project, but anxious as to how the execution of the whole project will go. I don't want to make the hunt too difficult, so I'm posting links for them to go to on my school blog. Hopefully, it will go well and not be too easy. In about an hour, I'm going to head back home. Alas, my time with the boy is over.
Today is the last Friday of my spring break, so I will have to work a bit on lesson planning (I seem to lost the momentum and excitement that I had about being about to do this) and some applications for summer school and such. The boy is in class until 3:30 so I'm going to try to finish at least the applications. I can't believe my spring break is drawing to a close. But alas, I eventually have to get back to my kiddos. So to hype me up for the last few weeks of poetry month, I leave you my favorite poem (or at least one of them).
You are not beautiful, exactly. You are beautiful, inexactly. You let a weed grow by the mulberry and a mulberry grow by the house. So close, in the personal quiet of a windy night, it brushes the wall and sweeps away the day till we sleep.
A child said it, and it seemed true: "Things that are lost are all equal." But it isn't true. If I lost you, the air wouldn't move, nor the tree grow. Someone would pull the weed, my flower. The quiet wouldn't be yours. If I lost you, I'd have to ask the grass to let me sleep.
I love the line "so close in the personal quiet." I feel this week has given me a lot of time to reflect with myself and to just be with the boy. Happy weekend!
To celebrate my spring break (besides getting to spend the week with the boy and seeing my sister), I am going to post about the things I would love to buy from J.Crew if they were cheaper and if I didn't have to get my car repaired :(
Anyways, I absolutely love the flower bouquet sweater. I've tried it on in the store, and it is super soft and the fit is nice. I also really love their shirts. I have a Kelly blue shirt that I wear as often as possible to work. The pink strips looks great. Alas, the J.Crew where the boy lives doesn't have this shirt in my size, so I don't think I will be getting it.
The last item I have actually already bought. I figure polos are a great investment for work and play. During the summer I try to live in polos. I like to think that the collar and buttons distract people from looking at my tummy. Anyways, that's how I rationalized buying this polo. Incidentally, I also managed to pick up a bright pink Ralph Lauren polo at TJ Maax for a reasonable price. I like to tell myself that people can tell the difference between the pinks, and won't notice. The boy pointed out that I won't be seeing too many people. So really, I can wear whatever I like. Sounds like pink everyday! (Just kidding, even that would start to drive me nuts)
In other news, I've been trying to exercise everyday while the boy is in classes. Monday and Tuesday I took nice long walks on the undergrad campus. I'm not very familiar with it, so it's nice to be on the (beautiful) campus. It's great not to have to be confined to exercising inside or on a treadmill. Today I did yoga, and I took a short walk to a store called Novel. It opened a couple of blocks from the boy, and it's already a favorite. I can't afford the stuff in there, but they had a sale section and I was able to get some really pretty stationary with my initial on it for 50 percent off. It's a treat just to walk around in the store; they have a polka dot fireplace. I realize this may not sound cute, but the store is truly adorable. I feel like it's a bit of perfection. I'm always a sucker for stationary stores, but this place is even more tempting. It is like monogram overload. They will put polka dots or your initial/name on anything you desire. And it's fabulous. Tomorrow my sister comes to visit me, because she doesn't have classes on Thursday and life on her campus is going to be depressing. So she's coming and we're going to get lots of fun shopping in. I can't wait!
Ever since the VW Beetle came out, I was head over heels in love. I just think they are so cute, and it was my dream to own one. When I graduated from college, I got one. And, as you can imagine, I was ecstatic. Sadly, (please don't judge) the car became a part of my identity. It's happy, and cute, and just looking at it made me feel good. Driving it is great, and since I drive a lot, it was nice to spend time in a happy little bubble.
The downside of driving so much, is that it's suffered. And now it's turbocharger is broken, which will cost me around 1800 dollars. I don't mind paying the money too much, but I just feel sick. My dad thinks it's ridiculous and suggested fixing it, and then trading it in over the summer.
Not to be melodramatic, but the idea of driving another car makes me so heartbroken. It is little, and handles differently than other cars. I might actually have to get better at parking if I had another car. While there are many, many great expensive and cheaper cars out there, all I ever wanted was a beetle. And now, it seems like it's time might be passing. When I first got the car, I knew it was going to be my only beetle. They are impractical (they are super duper tiny for other passengers), but since it's really only me that drives, that was okay. They are kind of expensive to maintain, because I know nothing about German engineering. And neither does my Dad (who can rebuild engines and does all of the other car repair work in our family). I hate the idea of having to drive another car right now. I want my beetle!
And now I'm done whining and complaining, and am going to register for classes this summer (yet another financial hit)!
I was very tired at the end, but I forced myself to exercise (the first time in this week). I really needed to exercise (all of spring break will be devoted to visiting people, lesson planning, dieting and exercising...and READING). It's going to be exciting to do all the things I want to do, but always seem to run out of time to do. I'll get time to just be.
Anyways, I ran for about 20 minutes, which isn't great, but it's a big step for me. So hopefully, I can get my booty in shape.
One more day until spring break, so hopefully the kiddos won't be completely crazy.
mondays are always difficult. today the kids would just not be quiet. i realize i have some classroom management issues, but i feel that i have done the appropriate things. i call home, i speak with the students, i write them up. all of this is discipline. i need to manage the students, but it just doesn't seem to be working. anyways, we started poetry today. some of my students will hate it, some may like it. i love poetry. and yes, it does hurt to see some of my students hate it so much already. tomorrow, we have a field trip, that i'm not looking forward to. and after school we have a newspaper meeting, which i have made cupcakes for. i'm debating if i need to make another batch. but i feel so tired. i think one batch should be enough. as usual, i made my monday evening grocery run. i dropped a lot of money, because i had to buy a cupcake pan. and i bought easter candy for the boy and my sister.
is William Wordsworth's poem below. Actually, it's only the first line, and to be honest, I had no clue what poem it was from, it just kept running in my head. For some reason, this line comes to me...perhaps because it is so popular. I have lots of time as I drive from home to work, and sometimes verses just spin around in my head, and I think about the time when I actually studied literature. Whereas now, I just spend my time preaching about subject verb agreement. Even if I had chosen to teach older students, my time to be a student (and just study lit. for pleasure) would be somewhat over. On that note, my students and I will be starting our poetry unit in a few weeks! So I guess that time isn't completely over. :)
These scraps of lines that I think about and the favorite poems that I collect, they all mean so much to me. Yet to everyone else they are just meaningless words. Some of the poems may actually be found beautiful, but it pains me that what I consider so precious is deemed worthless.
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; (1) So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, (2) Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus (3) rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton (4) blow his wreathed horn.
For some reason, I had a great Monday. Usually, my early wake up and the drive does me in before I get to school, since I drive from my parents' house on Monday. But, it wasn't so bad today. My dog woke me up at around 2am, and I think that made the time I was asleep feel longer. The students were also on fairly good behavior, and I got actually got many things accomplished during planning! We are working on fables, and the students seemed to kind of actually like the activities! I am sure that tomorrow will bring another attitude, but at least today was great! BTW, they did a good job with the group work activity on Friday.
I was able to rearrange my Wednesday meeting, and now I will get to drive back to my parents' house on Wednesday to celebrate my bday and get there by 6. :) The boy is going to meet me there. I am actually going to get to see him mid-week! Such an awesome treat! And he's going to bring my Thai food from my favorite restaurant. This past weekend was really pleasant. The boy had an exam on Saturday, so I spent Friday night with my mom. On Saturday I drove up to visit the boy, and got a little shopping in. My shopping habit is bad, but I couldn't resist the sale about Banana Republic. I got two sweaters, which I think will be really cute for early spring time. I also got a perfume gift set for my mom and the boy's mom. They are rosewood and actually smell really good. And I got everything 75% off, so I didn't spend too much! :)