The rain is gently falling
my husband is softly snoring
my kitties are curled up around me
and in 2 days I'll see my family.
What more could i wish for?
Friday, December 22, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
So very sad.
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POSSIBLE? I hope this forecast changes to '110% chance of snow' by next Saturday night.
Monday, December 04, 2006
soon
In exactly 7 days, 13 hours, and 21 minutes, we are scheduled to land in Erie. I'll be excitedly looking out the window, hoping to see a few feet of snow. I'm so excited to be with my family on Christmas Day. I can't wait to give my Papa a hug and hear him say how good it is to see me...
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Dear John
I am going to bed tonight [too late] with a sore nose that I can't breathe out of, a trash can full of tissues, and a great appreciation of my husband and life in general.
Sometimes, good books will do that to you.
Sometimes, good books will do that to you.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
8 reasons why i am glad it is today:
8. it was my last day of real teaching...until december 11
7. small group tonight
6. i taped my favorite show last night and am about to go watch it
5. it's closer to the weekend than it was yesterday
4. it's closer to thanksgiving than it was yesterday
3. it's closer to Christmas than it was yesterday
2. no parent visitations at school today
and the number one reason i am glad it is today...
cleopatra was playing with a sock when i got home today, instead of playing with this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/t23e/298269367/
[copy and paste that link, blogger won't let me do it any other way right now]
7. small group tonight
6. i taped my favorite show last night and am about to go watch it
5. it's closer to the weekend than it was yesterday
4. it's closer to thanksgiving than it was yesterday
3. it's closer to Christmas than it was yesterday
2. no parent visitations at school today
and the number one reason i am glad it is today...
cleopatra was playing with a sock when i got home today, instead of playing with this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/t23e/298269367/
[copy and paste that link, blogger won't let me do it any other way right now]
Friday, November 10, 2006
in the past week or so, I've:
* swept water across my basement floor until my back aches
* led a 2 hour workshop for 50 or so colleagues
* opened windows and turned on ceiling fans
* given up my first place spot in fantasy football...to my pastor
* held my tongue when I wanted to speak my mind
did i plan to do any of these things? no.
am i a better person for doing them? perhaps.
* swept water across my basement floor until my back aches
* led a 2 hour workshop for 50 or so colleagues
* opened windows and turned on ceiling fans
* given up my first place spot in fantasy football...to my pastor
* held my tongue when I wanted to speak my mind
did i plan to do any of these things? no.
am i a better person for doing them? perhaps.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
let it ring
today was so rewarding one minute, and so frustrating the next.
i had to leave my room and go for a walk to cool off.
i talked to a couple friends, and that helped.
but i was still steamed, and so i decided that my mantra for tomorrow is 'let it ring.' i don't want to talk about it. i'm wearing sweats to work, and buying a delicous breakfast on my way, and having a good day. and i'm not going to answer my phone. leave me a message, i'll call you back on monday. tomorrow will be good, and i refuse to deal with this impossible situation right now.
i'm not home.
i had to leave my room and go for a walk to cool off.
i talked to a couple friends, and that helped.
but i was still steamed, and so i decided that my mantra for tomorrow is 'let it ring.' i don't want to talk about it. i'm wearing sweats to work, and buying a delicous breakfast on my way, and having a good day. and i'm not going to answer my phone. leave me a message, i'll call you back on monday. tomorrow will be good, and i refuse to deal with this impossible situation right now.
i'm not home.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
things i have learned/thought/realized in the last few weeks.
my kitten cleopatra likes to eat boo berry marshmallows.
it's not easy to match an outfit to shoes. at least not to shoes with a navy/white/teal pattern.
i haven't been to a wedding...in an extremely long time. is it possible mel and justin's was my last one???
pizza is good at any temperature.
it feels good to beat 36 men at fantasy football.
it's not easy to match an outfit to shoes. at least not to shoes with a navy/white/teal pattern.
i haven't been to a wedding...in an extremely long time. is it possible mel and justin's was my last one???
pizza is good at any temperature.
it feels good to beat 36 men at fantasy football.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
love/hate
i like being a librarian.
i don't like teaching.
i do like reading books to kids.
i don't like having so many people to report to, so many people 'above' me.[life was much simpler when i had 1-3 bosses, instead of, oh, 15 or more!?]
i like reference services...to kids and teens. and adults, [but not as much].
i don't like having to stress out so much about taking a sick day.
i love children's and teen books.
i don't like only working with 'little' kids.
i love my school work schedule.
i hate dealing with 4 different budget lines and 10 different people, when all i am trying to do is order things that my students and teachers need.
i love [some of] my kids.
i hate spending so much time on discipline and not on reading, library skills, etc...
i don't like teaching.
i do like reading books to kids.
i don't like having so many people to report to, so many people 'above' me.[life was much simpler when i had 1-3 bosses, instead of, oh, 15 or more!?]
i like reference services...to kids and teens. and adults, [but not as much].
i don't like having to stress out so much about taking a sick day.
i love children's and teen books.
i don't like only working with 'little' kids.
i love my school work schedule.
i hate dealing with 4 different budget lines and 10 different people, when all i am trying to do is order things that my students and teachers need.
i love [some of] my kids.
i hate spending so much time on discipline and not on reading, library skills, etc...
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Oh my God.
Sometimes I can not forgive
and these days mercy cuts so deep,
If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.
While I lay, I'd dream we're better, scales were gone and faces lighter,
When we wake we hate our brother, we still move to hurt each other,
Sometimes I can close my eyes and all the fear the keeps me silent,
Falls below my heavy breathing, what makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder, we all have the need for wonder.
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder.
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven,
All the times I thought to reach up, all the times I had to give up.
Babies underneath their beds, in hospitals that cannot treat them.
All the wounds that money causes, all the comforts of cathedrals,
All the cries of thirsty children, this is our inheritance,
All the rage of watching mothers, this is our greatest offense
Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God.
Written by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, & Matt Odmark
and these days mercy cuts so deep,
If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.
While I lay, I'd dream we're better, scales were gone and faces lighter,
When we wake we hate our brother, we still move to hurt each other,
Sometimes I can close my eyes and all the fear the keeps me silent,
Falls below my heavy breathing, what makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder, we all have the need for wonder.
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder.
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven,
All the times I thought to reach up, all the times I had to give up.
Babies underneath their beds, in hospitals that cannot treat them.
All the wounds that money causes, all the comforts of cathedrals,
All the cries of thirsty children, this is our inheritance,
All the rage of watching mothers, this is our greatest offense
Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God.
Written by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, & Matt Odmark
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