Friends of Friends on Face Book

So, while the baby was sleeping and I couldn't, I decided to look at recommendations for FB friends. I wonder who they might know that I've forgotten. There are a few friends that I've never found on FB. I often wonder if they just haven't gotten the FB bite or maybe they got married and I don't know their last name or maybe they just don't want to be found. Anyway, while I was looking at my recommendations, I ran across the photo of this girl that I CAN NOT stand and underneath it said 20+ friends in common. That got me to thinking...there are 20+ other people that are friends with her, but she is someone I despise. Maybe I need to rethink the other 20+ people. Won't happen because I like the other 20+ friends - just not her, but then I thought about something another friend of mine said...who happens to be one of the 20+ friends that we're supposed to be nice to our enemies. I don't know, I'm not a good Christian much less good Catholic, but I haven't let go of old resentments.

Lent is around the corner...I see lots of fish in my future...maybe this is the time for me to try to let go of that anger (?) resentment (!). I've decided to give up the three C's - cookies, candy, chocolate. It'll probably be good for the baby and breast milk...I need another b...oh it'll be a benefit. Anyway, my Lenten sacrifice - cookies, candy, and chocolate and something that I've been hanging onto for too long...resentment. We'll see if I'm an emotional hoarder or not.

Background

I'm not sure what happened to my background and I'm not even sure where to go to find a new one. I stopped updating my blog with any sort of regularity in March or maybe it was June or July. Crazy! Had a baby-husband is getting ready to start a new job and I'm not sleeping anymore. I realize that babies have this hormone that doesn't let you sleep. weird.
Okay, so I have a lot to say, but I'm exhausted and playing around on Facebook for 3 hours doesn't help. Goodnight blog. Maybe you'll get your over due makeover...there's always spring break.

Posting

Ok, so I've been a little reticent about posting since April. I'm going to blame the fact that I'm pregnant and it's been too hot to sit at a hot computer and type what I should be doing instead of what I'm really doing which is NOT MUCH. Eh, I'll get it together soon...I have to ...babies don't wait.

What about your blog

So, Jackie emailed me and asked me about my blog...and I realized I haven't been here in such a long time. March 8Th to be exact. A lot has happened in the last month.

Last night my son lost his final wrestling match of the season. I don't think I will be a good soccer mom/stage mom. He was sooooo close to winning his first match. During the last 2.5 seconds the kid tied him and then was first to score in overtime. I felt so bad for him. I'm glad the season is over. I lose my voice the next day after a match. My heart can't take it.

I'm trying to get my last few credits in order to move up in the pay scale. I have lots of homework for all of these seminars. So far I've taken several Covey - 7 Habits of Highly Effective People. I don't feel very effective in the last few weeks.

I have two students who can't write a multi-page paper for their Nova Net class; I have a student who FAILED the GED in a big bad way - which I can't personalize, but it is disheartening either way. Oh, and I have a girl resident who is accustomed to being the teacher's pet and when she doesn't get her way, she has a little Dr. Jeckyll and Hyde moment that makes me angry. I don't like asking a student to put stuff away 3 times and then that student turns on me? WTH? It makes me angry.

So, to sum up my last few weeks:
My son won the first two matches of the season and then proceeded to lose every last match the rest of the season and didn't even qualify for the tournament on Saturday.

Second, I have students who can't write a decent paper and have become the dirge of my existence, and finally, I have turn-coat students that I really don't like.
Oh, and I am supposed to be pre-active and help my students achieve. In order to complete this "training" I have to buckle down. ALL OF THESE classes are supposed to make me a better teacher and allow me to make more money but it's about doing something that isn't worth the headaches I have to endure. OK, enough pity party. It's Friday, and Stamp Club is tomorrow and maybe I just need to hone my creative side and that will lighten my mood.

Found Grammar Girl

So, I'm at work and I find Grammar Girl - tips for better writing. I know this is the universe telling me to blog at work and make it work related. It works on both levels. Who doesn't like a little down and dirty grammar action.

I was reading the tips and I think they'll be good for ME and my kids. I need to get more comfortable in my skin regarding grammar and punctuation. Teaching grammar is painful, but trying to teach the rules...next to impossible. Why learn something that I don't use on a regular basis ? My students don't care because everything is cuz, wat up...it's painful. I get it. What teenager doesn't think that way. I am trying to accept the fact that few if any of my students will ever graduate college, but hopefully, they'll appear literate when they apply for a job.

Wrestling, Hunting and Glee

Speaking of jocks, my son is officially part of the sporty sport world. He decided he liked the wrestling team. His initial response to me was, "Yeah, I like it a little." When his best friend Kyle tore by and yelled to me, "I REALLY like it." Bryan Immediately responded with, "Yeah, me Too!" and then tore off after Kyle. My kid is that easily persuaded. It'll be good for him.

Oh, on a side note. I've killed two filthy mice with my superior rat trap setting skills. I can't clean the traps. I guess that's definitely my fork in the road with someone like Sarah Palin. I'm all about setting a trap; then out-thinking the filthy little rodent. I don't want to chase it down and shoot it. I feel the violence welling up in me, but waiting has it sweetness too. And I don't do carcasses...yuck. That's just gross.

I should add that I found my son's Nerf pistol on the computer desk. I totally get the enjoying guns (fake guns anyway). I jumped up, cocked the weapon, checked to make sure the bullet was in the chamber, and shot my son in the butt with a Nerf bullet. He yelled at me and told me that wasn't funny. I do love the Nerf weapon. It's very cathartic. :O!

Last night, I saw a promo for Glee. My heart began to thump in my chest. Oh, the agony of waiting. It's almost too much to bear...almost.

Good Sunday

I'll be honest. I didn't do much today. I made a few cards. One for David's friend, Ray. And I started one for Ms. Coil. Her birthday is coming soon and I have an idea but I'm still playing with it...anyway, can't say too much since she pops over here occasionally. Other than that, I still have V-Day cards on the brain. I think it's all the RED that I love. I should've been a Harlot in the Paris in the days of Marquis and Madames and all the fooling around in back bedrooms...then I'd have a reason to give away all of these Valentine's Day cards. Instead, I get all jazzed up about making them and then pfft, nothing, Nada. There they'll sit until I get all jazzed up next year. I did borrow some stamps from work. Oh, it's like Christmas in February.
I get to play and play and play...now, I need new inks (I'm seriously lacking there) and I need to buy some Big Shot toys. I need embossers and stuff...more paper stuff. yeah, that's what I need :).