Back to skoo!

It has been a good two weeks of actual "kids in classroom" and I don't want to run screaming so I think it is going to be a good year!

Change is hard and I have made some changes this year. Moved my desk to the back of the classroom, got rid of a filing cabinet, started my masters.

Oh you didn't get that last one. I STARTED MY MASTERS. Yeah SHOUTY CAPITALS all in your face.

What? What are shouty capitals you ask? Read 50 Shades of Grey. It's worth it, poor writing as far as novels go but good imagery. Very very very good imagery, especially if you need to spice up your own personal intimate life.

WHOA!! She just mixed intimate moments and a school post. What is she doing?

I am out of control I tell you! Not really, my BFF is having a wedding reception in her husbands home town where they currently reside and I am getting all squirrelly with excitement because I love getting to see her!

The students have noticed my excitement, one asked me if I was drinking something special in my coffee. I said yes because I thought she meant the creamer....hey, it is french vanilla creamer, which is way cooler than the stupid 2% milk my husband buys. I like my milk like I like my beer - with ALL the calories.

WHOA!! She just added alcohol to the intimate moments and school post...she is out of control!

While we are talking about my husband, he is sort-of doneish with school. No more linemen classes,no more traveling a billion miles away every day for skoo, but he is taking two on-line classes so he can finish up his associates in something (2012 bad wife award in the bag, don't even apply, the committee has already notified me that the ceremony is sometime this fall).

He hasn't gotten a lineman job yet but he has been applying and in the mean time he is doing lots of electrical things.

And by lots I mean not so many because it is CRAZY HUMID. When it was cooler he was much more productive, I am sure he will be this fall again....although it would be nice if he folded more clothes and did a few more dishes, but hey....it's not like I was super productive this summer either.

In summary, school is going good, I read a racy novel, the kids think I am boozing my coffee and I am excited for Labor Day Weekend in Pburg!! WOOOOO!

Drive safe everyone.


(picture is from Kids Health.org, I borrowed a banner because it looks almost like the one in the elementary hallway)

Thinner

As teachers we are always stretched a little thin, be it budget, patience, time for grading, time for the student that needs a little more help, time for a meeting, emotionally drained from the kid that drives you nuts and the kid you worry about when they are at home.

As mothers we are always stretched a little thin, be it laundry that needs to be done for tomorrow, dishes, meals, time to play, time to listen, time to feed, emotionally drained from the bad days, tired from the good ones, sick with worry.

As wives we are always stretched a little thin with housework, being a confidant, friend, support system, encourager, lover, worrier, whatever the role may be.

As daughters and sisters we are always stretched a little thin by being a peacemaker, confidant, supporter, encourager, prayer partner, steward of good or bad news.

But I forgot how stretched thin I was as a college student - these master's classes are making me crazy! I forgot how picky and intimidating professors can be. I keep reminding myself it is only 4 semesters and 2 summers....I can do this, I can do this, I can do this!

Dang- college seemed a lot easier 5 years ago!

How I know he loves me and Jesus

Eric Church is my "celeb crush" I know he has a wife, probably a child, a fantastic career, he has no idea who I am and about 50% of his songs are about partying (in various ways), I always check to see who the writers of those types of songs are and a lot of the time it is not just the artist but someone in the band and the singer collaborates with them so I am in denial about his extra curricular activities.

He sings about all sorts of things, which is nice because my spaztastic brain jumps around a lot too-his newest album is pretty great, my hubs got it via the AMAZONE, it's what I call amazon...call me if you need something, we have free prime shipping, probably because my hubs orders a lot of parts for electrical jobs and if you buy a billion dollars of stuff they are all like have some free shipping! only Cabela's can one up the AMAZONE. If you buy a billion dollars of stuff from them they send you the catalog in hard back FANCY!!!

Anyways...back to the hottie behind the mirrored glasses....apparently he speaks to my husband as well as myself because Cody dragged me out to the truck during nap time (mine AND Carly's) to listen to his song "Loves me like Jesus does." (see lyrics at the end of this post)

Yes I cried, yes I have tried a gazillion (slightly more than a million) times to get Cody to go to church with me, never happens. Oddly enough when he says no to church it reminds me of all the times Stephy tried to get me to go to the Rec in college and I would give her the fatty face and go back to sleep. Karma??


Anyways...I once asked Cody why he never wanted to go to church with Carly and I and I always get some total BS answer. I think it is because he went with his grandparents a lot and was baptized at their church with his sister in middle school and so now that they are both gone I think it makes him sad. But that is my non-professional hypothesis. Sooo....things like this song help me remember that he loves me and Jesus a lot, even when we argue and he is bull headed 'cause I'm not - Cody, not Jesus...jezzzz get your mind out of the street!

I'm a long gone Waylon song on vinyl,
I'm a backroad sinner at a tent revival,
She believes in me like she believes her Bible,
She loves me like Jesus does.

I'm a left foot leanin' on a souped up Chevy,
I'm a good ole boy,
Drinkin' Whiskey and Rye on the Levee,
She carries me when my sins make me heavy,
She loves me like Jesus does.

All the crazy in my dreams,
Both my broken wings,
Every single piece of everything I am.
She knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't.
That devil, man, naw he don't have a chance,
She loves me like Jesus does.

I always thought she'd give up on me someday,
Wash her hands of me, leave me starin' down some runway,
But I thank God each night and twice on Sunday,
She loves me like Jesus does.

All the crazy in my dreams,
Both my broken wings,
Every single piece of everything I am,
She knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't,
No that Devil, man, he don't have a prayer,
She loves me like Jesus does.

Yeah she knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't,
That devil, man, naw he don't stand a chance,
She loves me like Jesus does.

I'm a long gone Waylon song on vinyl...

Plans and Choices

First you make plans then you make choices to either see the plans through, change the plans or ditch the plans.


I planned on marrying off my best friend,  blogging twice a week, sorting out the basement, cleaning the stuff you don't do each week unless you are my grandma or Heloise (baseboards, windows, behind the fridge, etc) organizing the house, rearranging the bedroom, loosing 5 pounds, going on morning walks with Carly, canning bushels of tomatoes, salsa, and pasta sauce among other lofty goals of the summer.

I chose to clean out 2 totes in the basement, reorganize the cabinet with the pans in it, canned 15 pints of salsa 25 quarts of salsa or pasta sauce with my SIL, made 2 quart baggies of sun dried tomatoes, froze a gallon bag of basil,  let the garden go a week ago. Spent a lot of time on short walks, spent a lot more time watering the garden, and a lot more on the living room floor playing with Carly or with the girls and their kids. I only got the baseboards wiped down!

And of course Kelly made a beautiful bride and we had a great weekend!



There were lots of things on my list to do and a few got done, but we made a lot more memories. So I suppose it is only fitting that a week and a half before school begins I start blogging again....such is life. So I leave you with a few pictures of my summer!

Carly loved putting Daddy's change in her piggy bank.

 Thank you Daddy and Maggie for putting up the swing set!

Ellie and Carly taking turns in the car on the 4th of July.

            All the kids enjoying the BBQ!

Becca and Carly playing on the new swing set. 

And having a sleep over!! 

 
Carly is really into silverware right now. She needs a fork or spoon for everything. This is cereal, with a splash of milk and a "Bid poon" aka a big spoon which is just a regular spoon but she doesn't want her kid sized ones anymore.