This last Sunday, December 27, my sweet friend Jamie Lynn got married to Mr. Cody Bayles. It was a beautiful wedding! I danced my little heart out, so much so that I bruised the balls of my feet. Ouch!! The wedding as a whole was PHENOMENAL! I enjoyed meeting everyone there and seeing other people that I hadn't seen in a while.
All of this to say...there is nothing like a wedding to make a single person feel so stinkin' single. Are you with me single people? I think so. Don't get me wrong, there are some definite benefits to being single. On the other hand, sometimes it just plain sucks! So this is me being vulnerable and telling the whole world that I am ready to meet someone. I don't want to be setup with someone because that never works for me. The meeting is always awkard and just feels forced. I want to feel those butterflies every time I see him and I want to be swept away. What I want is a freakin' movie script and real life is not that way. Reality just keeps slapping me in the face. Real guys don't act like prince charming, but why do I want prince charming so bad? I blame you, Disney. for making me believe in those perfect happy endings. Ahhhhh.... What is the deal with me? Sometimes I just go through these cycles of feeling really insecure about the single factor, but other times I feel totally okay with it. Why so wishy washy? I do not know.
Well I know that sounds pathetic, but I know/hope that my turn will come. One day I will meet the man I am to marry....not the man who will complete me, because I know that no man will be able to complete me. Believing that will only lead to more heartache. Men will fail, just as I will. Well I didn't mean to become philosophical. My brain was just reassuring my heart and my fingers just kept typing. That's enough for now :)
2 weeks til Germany... OH HAPPY DAY!! :)
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
So.... I suck at blogging
Womp. Womp on my blogging skillls. Here is my first excuse. My computer had a virus and was being repaired for a while. Now the other large amount of time was me being lazy. Anywho, now is the time for me to give one ginormous update.
Number 1: My friend Ashley got married December 5. Yahoo!!! She was gorgeous and it was a beautiful ceremony. Everyone looked so pertty all dolled up and apparently we (as in the bridesmaids) rocked our watermelon dresses. Job well done :)
Number 2: I am in my last week of teaching with my kindergarten kiddos. I am truly goig to miss them. They can be the biggest stinkers in the world, but in the next second they morph into angels. They have this telepathic sense of when I am becoming frustrated and they will just walk up to me and give me the biggest hugs. Then I feel awful for wanting to pinch their little heads off and the world is just as it should be.
Number 3: I bought my plane tickets for Germany. YIPPEEEE!!! I leave January 12 and I am pumped. That's right. I said pumped and it is totally applicable in this sentence. :) My Uncle Paul, Aunt Lenae, and cousin Elizabeth left December 8 and already found a few roadbumps. First, I am only allowed to stay 90 on tourist visa unless I get a job and I can stay for however long I want. The good news is that I was going to get a job anyways. Now it is just a little more stressful because I MUST get a job to stay. My Aunt Lenae has already reassured me that everything will work out. She has been talking to some higher ups (yes that is legit lingo) and she feels confident I will have a job as soon as I get there. As I have said before, the worst case scenario is that I get deported. Traumatizing...yes. That's okay. I love an adventure!
Some more good news: I finished my Christmas shopping with a week and a half to spare. This could be a first :) Also, this weekend I am going to look at wedding dresses with my sweet friend Kristi and her family. I am soooooo excited! I pretty much demanded that she go dress shopping with me so that I can see her in a dress before I leave for Germany.
Hmmmm...what else? I know I am leaving a TON out, but I will fill you in as I go.
Number 1: My friend Ashley got married December 5. Yahoo!!! She was gorgeous and it was a beautiful ceremony. Everyone looked so pertty all dolled up and apparently we (as in the bridesmaids) rocked our watermelon dresses. Job well done :)
Number 2: I am in my last week of teaching with my kindergarten kiddos. I am truly goig to miss them. They can be the biggest stinkers in the world, but in the next second they morph into angels. They have this telepathic sense of when I am becoming frustrated and they will just walk up to me and give me the biggest hugs. Then I feel awful for wanting to pinch their little heads off and the world is just as it should be.
Number 3: I bought my plane tickets for Germany. YIPPEEEE!!! I leave January 12 and I am pumped. That's right. I said pumped and it is totally applicable in this sentence. :) My Uncle Paul, Aunt Lenae, and cousin Elizabeth left December 8 and already found a few roadbumps. First, I am only allowed to stay 90 on tourist visa unless I get a job and I can stay for however long I want. The good news is that I was going to get a job anyways. Now it is just a little more stressful because I MUST get a job to stay. My Aunt Lenae has already reassured me that everything will work out. She has been talking to some higher ups (yes that is legit lingo) and she feels confident I will have a job as soon as I get there. As I have said before, the worst case scenario is that I get deported. Traumatizing...yes. That's okay. I love an adventure!
Some more good news: I finished my Christmas shopping with a week and a half to spare. This could be a first :) Also, this weekend I am going to look at wedding dresses with my sweet friend Kristi and her family. I am soooooo excited! I pretty much demanded that she go dress shopping with me so that I can see her in a dress before I leave for Germany.
Hmmmm...what else? I know I am leaving a TON out, but I will fill you in as I go.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Birthday week
I had recess duty this week and it was very eventful. Tuesday was a day unlike any other. As I am walking outside I hear one of the other teachers yell, "Kailey open the door. Open the door!" Then one of my kiddos comes walking up to me with his palms up, and blood is dripping from his hands. I think when confronted with an intense situation, we do a couple of things. One, we flee or two, we fight. My mind does neither. I freeze. Once my mind caught up to speed with what was going on, I opened the door and let my kiddo inside and one of the other teachers took him to the nurse. As he is rounding the corner I noticed that the blood was not from his hands, but from a head wound. He had fallen off of the jungle gym equipment and hit his head just behind his ear. Blood was literally squirting out. Intense. The rest of my recess story isn't nearly as action packed, but it is much funnier.
All of the teachers and myself are standing together and a little boy comes walking over as if he has just gotten off of a horse. Upon closer examination we see that he has peed his pants. He looks at his teacher and tells her he had an accident, so she takes him inside to let him change his clothes. The second she comes back outside another child walks up to her and tells her he had an accident too. She takes him inside to do the same routine as she did with the other boy. Agian she walks outside and a little boy walks over to her with one hand held up away from his face and the other hand holding his jacket with just two fingers. He tells his teacher that he fell in poop. The teacher looks up to the heavens, holds her hands out, and says, "Why me?" We were all dying at this point because we never have this many bathroom issues in one day. There is the occassional accident at recess, but never three in one day. The best part is that she asked if it was human or animal. Does it make a difference? It is poop!
Later in the day we are picking the kids up from P.E. and the teachers are all huddled together looking at the ground. They are all looking at this piece of brownish yuck when a little girl comes over and picks it up to take a closer look. Suddenly a waft of air rises and the teachers all discover that this lump-o-nasty is poop. One of the little boys pooped in his pants, and the reason it rolled down his pant leg is because he wasn't wearing any underwear. Priceless.
Wednesday after school I headed to College Station. My great Uncle Joe passed away Sunday night and the viewing was Wednesday followed by the funeral on Thursday. I just about lost it as we were leaving the funeral home on Wednesday night. My Aunt Mable, wife of 60 years to my Uncle Joe, put her hand on Joe's chest and just started shaking with tears. 60 years. That is such a long time to be with someone. I can't even imagine the pain she is feeling. Thursday we headed back to Houston and got caught in the horrible rain. It was as if the skies opened up and let out months of rain at one moment. I was white knuckling my steering wheel the last thirty minutes of the drive. It was horrible, but I made it in safely.
Friday was my birthday. Yippee! My kiddos were so shocked that I had a birthday. It is as if they think of me as this surreal person who doesn't exist outside of the walls of the school. I got some really fun birthday stuff from kids and my co-workers, but it was weird this year. I think it was so weird because I knew that this was my last birthday here for a while since I will be spending the next three in Germany. Two of my best friends drove in from Dallas, Kristi and Ashley, to spend the weekend with me. It was really fun to have them here to celebrate with me, and it meant a lot that they drove here just for me. We did the family dinner on Friday night and then went to Kilburn's where they had an 80's band. It was amazingly fun. I am pretty sure that we were the only ones under 40, but that just made it even more fun! Saturday Jordan dressed as Alex Russo from Wizards of Waverly Place, a Disney show, and went to a carnival and trick-or-treating. Meanwhile Kristi, Ashley, and myself went down to the Woodlands to hang out and grab a bite to eat. It was a very lowkey Halloween weekend, but it was so relaxing. Just what I needed.
Today I did family birthdays with my dad and family at The Cheesecake Factory. I will now be able to afford a new digital SLR camera. I am so excited!!! I will have to save the rest for fun adventures that await me in Germany. I can't wait :)
All of the teachers and myself are standing together and a little boy comes walking over as if he has just gotten off of a horse. Upon closer examination we see that he has peed his pants. He looks at his teacher and tells her he had an accident, so she takes him inside to let him change his clothes. The second she comes back outside another child walks up to her and tells her he had an accident too. She takes him inside to do the same routine as she did with the other boy. Agian she walks outside and a little boy walks over to her with one hand held up away from his face and the other hand holding his jacket with just two fingers. He tells his teacher that he fell in poop. The teacher looks up to the heavens, holds her hands out, and says, "Why me?" We were all dying at this point because we never have this many bathroom issues in one day. There is the occassional accident at recess, but never three in one day. The best part is that she asked if it was human or animal. Does it make a difference? It is poop!
Later in the day we are picking the kids up from P.E. and the teachers are all huddled together looking at the ground. They are all looking at this piece of brownish yuck when a little girl comes over and picks it up to take a closer look. Suddenly a waft of air rises and the teachers all discover that this lump-o-nasty is poop. One of the little boys pooped in his pants, and the reason it rolled down his pant leg is because he wasn't wearing any underwear. Priceless.
Wednesday after school I headed to College Station. My great Uncle Joe passed away Sunday night and the viewing was Wednesday followed by the funeral on Thursday. I just about lost it as we were leaving the funeral home on Wednesday night. My Aunt Mable, wife of 60 years to my Uncle Joe, put her hand on Joe's chest and just started shaking with tears. 60 years. That is such a long time to be with someone. I can't even imagine the pain she is feeling. Thursday we headed back to Houston and got caught in the horrible rain. It was as if the skies opened up and let out months of rain at one moment. I was white knuckling my steering wheel the last thirty minutes of the drive. It was horrible, but I made it in safely.
Friday was my birthday. Yippee! My kiddos were so shocked that I had a birthday. It is as if they think of me as this surreal person who doesn't exist outside of the walls of the school. I got some really fun birthday stuff from kids and my co-workers, but it was weird this year. I think it was so weird because I knew that this was my last birthday here for a while since I will be spending the next three in Germany. Two of my best friends drove in from Dallas, Kristi and Ashley, to spend the weekend with me. It was really fun to have them here to celebrate with me, and it meant a lot that they drove here just for me. We did the family dinner on Friday night and then went to Kilburn's where they had an 80's band. It was amazingly fun. I am pretty sure that we were the only ones under 40, but that just made it even more fun! Saturday Jordan dressed as Alex Russo from Wizards of Waverly Place, a Disney show, and went to a carnival and trick-or-treating. Meanwhile Kristi, Ashley, and myself went down to the Woodlands to hang out and grab a bite to eat. It was a very lowkey Halloween weekend, but it was so relaxing. Just what I needed.
Today I did family birthdays with my dad and family at The Cheesecake Factory. I will now be able to afford a new digital SLR camera. I am so excited!!! I will have to save the rest for fun adventures that await me in Germany. I can't wait :)
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Boy Oh Boy!
This week was crazy. Let me rephrase that. Friday was insane! We finished "journeying through the alphabet," so Friday we had alphabet celebration where each of the kids wore a crazy cap, a solid color, and brought a stuffed animal to represent a letter of the alphabet. My crazy cap had feathers and flowers hot glued to it. It was so hot! Those feathers don't allow much ventilation, so I was sweating most of the day because I couldn't take off my hat because after 20 minutes I already had hat hair. Yuck. The kids were so excited about the alphabet celebration that every activity we did took twice as long as we anticipated, so we did not get much accomplished on Friday. In addition to our celebration, every Friday we have a mother/father reader who comes for 45 minutes. Controlled Choas was Friday's theme.
Earlier in the week Jordan and I were having our nightly chat and she informed me she has a boyfriend. The pseudo mom in me wanted to say, "What?!?!? No boys. You are only 6. Goodness gracious." Then I took a step back and reminded myself that I am only sister and the more I discourage her to do something the more she will want to do it. I decided the best thing to do would be to ask her about it and what it means to have a boyfriend at 6 years old. She told me that she has a boyfriend who has two girlfriends. Oh Lord. Then I told her that she needed to tell her boyfriend that he needed to choose one because you can't have two. She then told me that they held hands on the bus today. Great; the next step will be kissing behind the jungle gym. It is all cute and innocent until she turns 13 and is not referred to as a lady but as a ho. Anywho...I am talking to her about being 6 and she is just a little girl. Then she tells me, "Kailey. What do you know? You have never had a boyfriend. You don't know what it feels like." Wow. The conversation pretty much ended after that. I just have high standards because I have seen what happens when you lower your expectations. You end up with crap.
Earlier in the week Jordan and I were having our nightly chat and she informed me she has a boyfriend. The pseudo mom in me wanted to say, "What?!?!? No boys. You are only 6. Goodness gracious." Then I took a step back and reminded myself that I am only sister and the more I discourage her to do something the more she will want to do it. I decided the best thing to do would be to ask her about it and what it means to have a boyfriend at 6 years old. She told me that she has a boyfriend who has two girlfriends. Oh Lord. Then I told her that she needed to tell her boyfriend that he needed to choose one because you can't have two. She then told me that they held hands on the bus today. Great; the next step will be kissing behind the jungle gym. It is all cute and innocent until she turns 13 and is not referred to as a lady but as a ho. Anywho...I am talking to her about being 6 and she is just a little girl. Then she tells me, "Kailey. What do you know? You have never had a boyfriend. You don't know what it feels like." Wow. The conversation pretty much ended after that. I just have high standards because I have seen what happens when you lower your expectations. You end up with crap.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Crazy Week
Thursday was the first day that I felt like I finally had control of my class. The kiddos are getting used to me being there everyday, I am getting encouraging compliments from staff members, and I feel like I am holding my own in my kindergarten team. Everything felt pretty great all week until Friday. There was an incident between two of my kiddos Thursday afternoon and I didn't see it because I was walking around observing my students, making sure they were making patterns with the math manipulatives and not just playing. Friday morning the principal comes into my room and asks me questions about the incident and I have no idea what she is talking about. I broke down into tears for a few reasons....
1. I felt inept that I didn't see it. I was already having a really hard time with classroom management and then this happens.
2. I was freaking out because I am not in a teaching association, so if anything were to go to court for any reason I would be screwed.
3. Finally, I am a people pleaser, and it was very aparent that some people weren't my biggest fan at that moment.
Moral of the story: I am a crybaby. Yes indeed. Oh well.
Friday night was good though. My cousin Devin came in for the weekend, so I went over to my aunt's house to hang out. We had a jolly time :)
Saturday I colored all morning and into the afternoon. That's right. Coloring. There is a lot of prep work in kindergarten because you have to model everything so that the kiddos can see every part of the activity. I colored everything that I need for this coming week. Yippeee! Then I took a break and had dinner with my dad, Aunt Lindsay and her family, and Uncle Scott and his family. Then my Aunt Lindsay, Derek and his girlfriend Hannah, Devin and his girlfriend Jaclyn, and myself all went to Rock'n Bowl. It was sooo much fun! I actually won a game with a score of 149. I am very proud of that, because the first game I bowled a whoppin 88. Giggidy Giggidy.
Today I went to church with the fam. Gotta love me some Jesus. Afterwards we went to T.G.I. Fridays and it was pretty delicious. Mediterranean Salad: lettuce, feta, chicken, pepperoncini, onions, and tomato. We came home and went to Kohls and bought a pair of jeans and a white top for $23. Amazing. After that I started conference forms for the parent conferences this week and next. Notice how I said started...meaning I haven't finished. I finished the ones for the first part of the week, but I need to finish reassessing some friends before I can complete their conference forms. It will be a crazy week, but hopefully it will be good.
1. I felt inept that I didn't see it. I was already having a really hard time with classroom management and then this happens.
2. I was freaking out because I am not in a teaching association, so if anything were to go to court for any reason I would be screwed.
3. Finally, I am a people pleaser, and it was very aparent that some people weren't my biggest fan at that moment.
Moral of the story: I am a crybaby. Yes indeed. Oh well.
Friday night was good though. My cousin Devin came in for the weekend, so I went over to my aunt's house to hang out. We had a jolly time :)
Saturday I colored all morning and into the afternoon. That's right. Coloring. There is a lot of prep work in kindergarten because you have to model everything so that the kiddos can see every part of the activity. I colored everything that I need for this coming week. Yippeee! Then I took a break and had dinner with my dad, Aunt Lindsay and her family, and Uncle Scott and his family. Then my Aunt Lindsay, Derek and his girlfriend Hannah, Devin and his girlfriend Jaclyn, and myself all went to Rock'n Bowl. It was sooo much fun! I actually won a game with a score of 149. I am very proud of that, because the first game I bowled a whoppin 88. Giggidy Giggidy.
Today I went to church with the fam. Gotta love me some Jesus. Afterwards we went to T.G.I. Fridays and it was pretty delicious. Mediterranean Salad: lettuce, feta, chicken, pepperoncini, onions, and tomato. We came home and went to Kohls and bought a pair of jeans and a white top for $23. Amazing. After that I started conference forms for the parent conferences this week and next. Notice how I said started...meaning I haven't finished. I finished the ones for the first part of the week, but I need to finish reassessing some friends before I can complete their conference forms. It will be a crazy week, but hopefully it will be good.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Dallas
So this week has been trying to say the least. I think I wanted to walk in school on Monday and my classroom management would be awesome. My little friends would all instantly follow directions. Not so much. First, Monday I turned my alarm off in my sleep. No shower. Fantastic. Then I get into my car to go to school and it is raining, so there was no recess at school. Whomp whomp. The kids were crazy! Then somehow the rest of the week just happened. Wednesday I worked 11 hours. 7:30-6:30. I felt weirdly accomplished. Anyways, today I drove to Dallas to see my girls. :) Yay! As much as I was dreading the drive, it feels good to be here. Can't wait for the fun to begin!!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Weekend and Monday
Let me start with this weekend, because that is the fun part :)
Kristin and Rachel came into town. Yippeee!! I wish I had friends come into town every weekend, but every once in a while works too. We all met up Saturday for Kristin's dad's (Mike) 50 bday shindig. It was a complete suprise to Mike, so that made it even more fun. Kristin's family doesn't do anything lowkey...everything is extreme which is awesome. They hired a DJ who did karaoke for four hours. It was amazing! We (Kristin, Rachel, myself and a handful of random people) entitled ourselves the hot mamas and kicked off the night. The name sounded way cooler Saturday night than it did just now as I was typing. Anywho, we sang and danced the night away and it was fantastic! This weekend I actually felt like my 22 year old self and not the grandma I try to be most nights. I actually stayed up until 3:30, then my body shutdown and I fell into a deep slumber. It was nice until someone's cell phone went off forty bagillion times. Yes. Forty bagillion. It is real. Look it up. Sunday my dad and I met up and he showed me how to change my oil. A delightful skill for any person, but I do not wish to do that again.
Today was a Monday like most Mondays. I woke up wishing the weekend could start all over. My body begged for more sleep so I slept until the last possible minute, and somehow I was still early to work. Only by 5 minutes, but every little bit counts. Especially for me. I tried to leave school early, as in before 5 p.m.. It didn't happen. Maybe tomorrow :)
Kristin and Rachel came into town. Yippeee!! I wish I had friends come into town every weekend, but every once in a while works too. We all met up Saturday for Kristin's dad's (Mike) 50 bday shindig. It was a complete suprise to Mike, so that made it even more fun. Kristin's family doesn't do anything lowkey...everything is extreme which is awesome. They hired a DJ who did karaoke for four hours. It was amazing! We (Kristin, Rachel, myself and a handful of random people) entitled ourselves the hot mamas and kicked off the night. The name sounded way cooler Saturday night than it did just now as I was typing. Anywho, we sang and danced the night away and it was fantastic! This weekend I actually felt like my 22 year old self and not the grandma I try to be most nights. I actually stayed up until 3:30, then my body shutdown and I fell into a deep slumber. It was nice until someone's cell phone went off forty bagillion times. Yes. Forty bagillion. It is real. Look it up. Sunday my dad and I met up and he showed me how to change my oil. A delightful skill for any person, but I do not wish to do that again.
Today was a Monday like most Mondays. I woke up wishing the weekend could start all over. My body begged for more sleep so I slept until the last possible minute, and somehow I was still early to work. Only by 5 minutes, but every little bit counts. Especially for me. I tried to leave school early, as in before 5 p.m.. It didn't happen. Maybe tomorrow :)
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