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Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008
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9:18 pm - a blah update
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So I've finally taken it upon myself to not be so lazy... I'm hot and sweaty after returning from a walk to the post office. Nothing like some good old fashioned mail and exercise! Last night I went up to Rocky's apt and we sweated to the oldies. Not really, but we were sufficiently drenched. There is something kinda nice about getting good and sweaty. And I thought, tonight as I was walking, that if I'm just going to be sitting at home in the evening, from now on, I'll take a lil evening walk instead of just sitting. :0)
Today, I finished Manhunt. I ask you, if you think it's terrible that I bawled my eyes out when Booth was finally apprehended? Twas so sad to go on this journey with him.
I netflixed El Cid and received it a few days ago in the mail. I've watched 2/3 of it. It's a 3 hour movie and while I'm intrigued as I'm watching, it's also a little hard to stay focused on for that long. And Charlton Heston is hard to take.
And now I'm off to watch Lego movies on youtube...
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11:21 am - crazy ass dreams...
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2 nights ago...
I was somehow mentally handicapped, not badly, but like Joon from Benny and Joon or maybe like Carla from The Other Sister. My brother had to take care of me (not one of my real brothers, but oddly, his name was Benny, not sure if that comes from the movie or from my real brother). We were driving in this old convertible car, down what I think was a dirtish road, in a woodsy area, and we came upon this old abandoned school. My brother says 'Is this the place where the phone is always ringing?' and sure enough, as we got closer, we heard a phone ringing. Then I guess we were magically on a bike or the car squeezed smaller or something, because we drove in through an open door. We went down this hallway and we could see ahead of us in a room to the left, a person wearing what looked like a hospital gown and who was obviously crazy (and remember, it was supposed to be abandoned). Well, Benny got this crazy look in his eye, and pushed me forward towards the guy and then took off running to the right down another hallway. He then turned right again with me screaming and chasing him. Then Benny double backed and started slamming doors behind him. I kept throwing my hands into the doorways to keep them from shutting because they would've all locked behind themselves and I would've been trapped. I kept pleading with him to stop, but he wouldn't. Then we were outside and we ran down this 'curb' that was in the middle of the grass that reminded me of an old cemetery (cuz remember, it's also all eerily wooded). Then he stopped, and we were standing there, panting, staring at each other. I was crying and pleading and telling him 'please, I'm hungry' (because remember, it's his responsibility to take care of me). Then magically, we were in the car again, which was parked in a 'driveway' in front of the school. I had a plate with scrambled eggs and other breakfasty things and Benny was buttering me half a bagel that had been cut in half again, so it was like two little cees. I told him thanks and he just shrugged and said 'it's what we do' There was a pregnant pause and then I quietly asked him 'how many was 'we' this time?' and he put his head down, started crying, said '5' and started naming his multiple personalities that had shown up!
Last night...
Last night's I'm still trying to piece together... there was something that started it all, I was riding bikes with someone else and we came upon this wartime parade of sorts. We stopped and hid around the side of a building near this square where the festivities seemed to be happening. Then all of a sudden, my bike shot out into the hoopla (I'm pretty sure whoever I was with framed me) and that was it for me, I was on the run. I came upon this eerily deserted neighborhood and took refuge in a house. Then this big war van pulls up right next to the house, and slides open its door, right at the doorway of the house. I opened the house door and saw a bunch of people, among them, Tyce DiOrio. I blurted out 'I didn't do anything' and Tyce said 'get in'. I was like 'don't you want to know what happened?' and as a unit, they all said 'no' So I climbed in with them. Then it turned out that this van was really some sort of monstrosity because it had barracks or dorm rooms or something in it. Everyone was running around preparing for whatever they were preparing for, the fight I inadvertently caused I guess. And Tyce put me on some kind of mission to get as many people to initial this black and red checker board piece of paper, that I think was really a netflix envelope. I think I had about 4 when it was all said and done, thought I had more, but it turned out the black squares didn't have initials in them. I was showing it to Tyce and he was telling me that was good enough and I had to go, but I was like 'wait, I'll just go in here real quick and get everyone to sign' because there were a bunch of people in this one room. So everyone was sitting around in there, but they were also in some sort of debriefing where this one guy, who was totally Gev from SYTYCD but his name was Ernie, really seemed to be getting in trouble. Everyone signed, and I asked Ernie to sign it also and then Ernie and I left. Then we were magically in my house and walking down the hallway. My dad was reclining in his recliner, and I was getting ready to go into the backyard to get in this big truck that was out there. Ernie made like he was just gonna sit down in the living room, so I was like 'ok, bye Ernie... unless you want to come with me...' and he looked at my dad, and my dad told him 'for goodness sake son, when a woman asks if you want to go, you go' or something like that. So Ernie came with me. As we were walking out there, I asked him about whatever he was in trouble for and if that meant the end for him and the navy and he said no, and I was like 'well if you want, you can give me your email address and we'll keep in touch and you can let me know how it turns out' So then we were chatting as I drove us out of the backyard. I asked him how old he was and all I heard was 'twenty' so I was like '2-0 or 2-1?' thinking he had said 21 but I just didn't hear it over the noisy truck or something, but no, he had said 20 and I was like omg you're young! I never said how old I was. Then we were in front of my house, and I was like well now what? and just decided to keep on driving around CL. I asked Ernie where he was from and he said downtown Houston, so I was like 'oh, then you know your way around town' and we chatted about growing up and him taking piano lessons for 15 years as forced by his mom. Then we came across these marching band kids as we neared my intermediate school. They were all heading to the school and crossing the street right in the middle of the traffic on the road without going to the crosswalk or without waiting for a clear spot in the traffic, not that it was real trafficky to begin with, but they were just walking out in front of cars, including mine, and I almost hit a boy, but I honked at him and was like 'hello, car coming' and didn't stop for him. As we continued down the road, there was this car in the other lane that was full of band kids and had other band kids running next to it, trying to climb in or on it. They were blocking my lane and it was ticking me off. Traffic was really building up behind them. Finally, when the kids cleared for a second, I pulled up and hit the hood of their car and was like 'let me pass!' so they stopped for a second and I got around them. The other cars stuck behind them were like 'hey, let us through too!' but nope, they were stuck.
And then I remember running down the left side of this narrow tunnel thing that had people lined up on the right side and there were metal cages here and there. Then as I was running, someone else ran past me going the other way. I knew I recognized the voice, but I couldn't tell who it was. I was like 'Jerry Lewis? Was that Jerry Lewis?' and someone else said it was the guy who played Arthur on Ray Romano (which totally mixed up King of Queens with Everybody Loves Raymond, but hey, it's a dream, and it wasn't even correct, the guy wasn't Arthur). Then I neared the end of the tunnel, and who was standing there casually leaning on the side of the tunnel... Ray Romano. He was looking around to the other side of the tunnel, and what was over there... a pool. Wtf?
Anyway, that's all I remember... and by the way, the guy with the voice I couldn't place, it was Jerry Van Dyke.
Interesting stuff...
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| Sunday, July 20th, 2008
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7:10 pm - yoga
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I think I wanna start doing yoga.
Wow, a quick search on netflix has found a bunch of yoga videos and also popped up a bunch of videos from Jillian, one of the trainers on Biggest Loser! Anyways, I guess I'll just pick a yoga video (out of the 1081 results...) and see how it goes.
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4:57 pm - the weekend
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Friday afternoon, I headed down to meet Jenn at the gym. We were there for about an hour and then I headed into town to play softball. I'd say I got my money's worth out of exercising on Friday, between the gym for an hour and then shaggin' balls before the softball game. Then after the game, Jackie, Hans and I stopped by Jack in the Box to grab something to eat and change before meeting others to see Batman. We ended up stopping by Rocky's too, which was good because then we didn't all have to drive to the theater. Fyi, Christian Bale is so hot, and the Joker is wicked creepy! I won't bore you with lamenting over Heath's untimely death, but it really is a shame. :( Afterwards, Hans and Rocky had a grand time laughing over the sexual names in the credits, such as Alan Gooch and others.
Then yesterday, Jackie, Chris and I went to see Mamma Mia. Twas a cute movie, and I really hope that 30 years from now, I enjoy movies as much as the older ladies in the audience enjoyed that movie. They were probably funnier than the movie. There was also an older gentleman in front of us that really enjoyed it too. :0) Afterwards, we went to Pappasito's and this is where the evening's excitement really happened...
We were sitting on the patio, just chattin' and snackin' on chips. Andy joined us for a little while as he was in town on his way back to Miami. When he left, we started wondering if the Comets game was over or where Rocky was. He and one of his coworkers made it over around 10:30ish. Then, just before 11, we all heard a smash and tires squealing and another smash and saw sparks flying etc, as a police vehicle apparently ran into a semi truck right next to us on the freeway. They skidded down the road for a good little bit and the cop car ended up facing backwards on the road. It was very exciting! Rocky, and a few other restaurant patrons, ran over. Jackie called 911. Eek!! It seemed like everyone was ok. When Rocky came back, he said it looked like it was the cop's fault. I told my dad about it later when I got home, and he just told me a few minutes ago that it made the news and yes it was the cop's fault. And how exciting, we were there for it! Thankfully, no one was injured. I hope no one thinks I'd be this excited if there had been injuries. :\
Anyways, after all that, I came home and then stayed up til 3 reading old lj entries. Why? I couldn't really say other than, I guess I had nothing better to do. So then this morning, I woke up around 10, went back to bed at 12 and slept til 3. Woo!
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| Tuesday, July 15th, 2008
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2:20 pm - twa and books
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So if you were me and you were looking through all the stuff you got from your workshop last week, and you realized there is something in there that they said they'd explain later and then they forgot to explain, would you email them and ask? There's also something that I know she explained, but I was putting down my name as interested in their 'alumni' day next summer and so I missed what she was saying...
Also, yesterday I finished Jodi Picoult's Keeping Faith (which I loved up until the end and then was like 'meh') and I started reading Manhunt: The 12 day Chase for Lincoln's Killer and it is AWESOME!! The coolest part about it is that everything in quotation marks comes from original sources from the time. So far, Booth and one of his accomplices have made it out of DC and Lincoln has been taken across the street from Ford's Theater. I never knew that there was a whole plot to assassinate Lincoln, Johnson (VP) and the Secretary of State all at once. Eek! Of course Johnson wasn't assassinated (the guy was too drunk and the idea seemed crazier and crazier to him so he didn't do it) and as of 'now' the Secretary of State has survived the attempt at his life (and man that part was crAzY to read!). Anyhoodle, I'm lovin' it. Let the chase begin!
I also started reading People of the Wolf again, Jenn. Actually, I can't believe the point at which I stopped while on vacay, because upon reading the next page last night, I was like GASP!!
So I guess I'll be spending my time between these two books for now.
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| Monday, July 14th, 2008
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11:30 am - weekend happenings (or eatings, rather)
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Ugh, I ate so much this weekend. I feel like a chubby bunny. But it was so good!!
On Saturday, I had gone down to Palm Beach with Jenn and the kids. Good times had by all. Jenn had made us all a sandwich and a little bag of Cheese Nips. And that was all I ate until about 8 or 8:30 when I met the gang up at Dave & Buster's. And there, oh there, I had the most wonderful parmesean chicken alfredo. Maybe it was really that good, or maybe I was really that hungry. 2 big pieces of chicken on a plate of noodles and after eating half of it, I debated stopping and saving the rest for leftovers, but I just couldn't help myself and ate it down to just a tiny pile of noodles. Yum. But wow that was a lot of food.
Then yesterday, Patricia was here (she's been at her family's house for about a week, but Saturday they had a get-together that my parents went to and they brought her here since she was flying out of here) and today is her birthday so we went out to lunch at Cheddar's. I just had a burger, but again, it was so. good. I pigged out and ate the whole thing. Was full the rest of the day. Around 8 or 8:30, my mom started talking about eating dinner and they ended up going to Popeye's. Of course, not hungry me had to eat 2 pieces of chicken. Why did I do that? I'm not sure. Probably something about, I'm sitting there and there's food in front of me, so I'm gonna eat it. But I will say I saved a piece for today. A leg. Wow, a leg. The part of the chicken that has the smallest amount of meat on it. Lol. Oh I take that back, that'd probably be a wing. But we didn't have any wings, so leg it was. At any rate, I ate too much but at least I didn't eat that last bit.
No more eating for me for the next 3 days. (Except that, of course, what have I eaten today... 3 cookies.)
This is the problem with summertime. There is way too much food and not enough doin' stuff.
current mood:  full
current music: johnny and june ~ heidi newfield
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| Friday, July 11th, 2008
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5:29 pm - the writing academy
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Wow, my friends are nosy. Yep, as Naima said, if I wanted to say what I had done, I would've said what I had done! That being said, I did contemplate posting again since so many people asked, but you know what, I'm sticking to my guns and not telling! Muwahahaha.
So this week, T-F I've been at The Writing Academy and it was amazing. I've been through a 2 day seminar when they came to LP a couple years ago, but it was for PK-2, and now that I'm moving up to 4th, the principal wanted me to go to the one for upper grades. It was a 4 day seminar, but it's so amazing. Heck, the 2 day one was amazing, but this one was at their facilities.
It's a tad expensive, but you get everything you need whereas when she came to our district, she just gave us master copies and things had to be made later. The first day, we also had chocolate covered strawbries during our morning break and in the afternoon we had little cups of BlueBell ice cream with toppings galore. Every day they had something different. It's nice that the workshop costs a lot but they spend a lot of it on us instead of just pocketing it (snacks and a set of manipulatives for the entire year)! The lady, Randi, says she's very much service oriented, they bus the tables of water bottles, cups, napkins, and trash during the breaks. The tables are all set up with little bins of pens, pencils, crayons, GermX, a little package of Kleenex, etc. Outside the bathroom is a table covered in probably 20 different kinds of hand lotions. To the side is a snack area with a refigerator full of water and cokes, there's coffee, hot chocolate, those little refill packages to flavor your bottle of water. The whole building was decorated in a very friendly manner, and the rooms were full of old dining tables and chairs instead of office tables and chairs. She was like, "Don't hesitate to ask for anything and we will get it for you immediately or if we don't have it, we'll run over to Walmart and have it shortly. Don't wait until the last day to write on the evaluation that man, I really wish they had dental floss, and by the way, there is dental floss in all the bathrooms." This morning, we took a group picture and when we left, everyone got a printed copy of it! Not to mention that the staff took pictures all week, and they videoed these skits we had to do one day, and everyone got a copy of a slideshow with the pics and clips of the skits.
It was amazing. Yay. Not to mention that the workshop is just really good. It's made me so excited to teach writing, I only hope that this feeling makes it through the whole school year and I'm able to do what I've learned. To be honest, I didn't use it too much at 2nd grade. But I'm thinking I'll be more likely to do it this year since I've heard the info twice now. Plus, my 2nd graders could never even write a complete sentence. In my mind's eye, trying this stuff would go so much smoother with 4th graders since they have more years under their belts (fingers crossed). Plus, as previously stated, I already have everything I need instead of still having to make it all. Everyone got their own 'suitcase' and every day, we'd get more and more stuff to put in it. Not only that, but she actually had time for us to cut/label/glue/color etc. Best workshop ever. I highly recommend it to all my writing teacher friends. We had people from Delaware of all places in our group, as well as from Arkansas. :)
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| Thursday, July 10th, 2008
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11:59 am - note to self:
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Don't do that again.
While it wasn't such a big deal, just don't do it again. :(
current mood:  contemplative
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| Sunday, July 6th, 2008
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12:51 pm - vacay
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| Saturday, July 5th, 2008
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6:34 pm - by the by
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I have returned.
And also, it's my barfday! ('Cept there will be no barfing.)
More on my trip to come, although I assure you, it was mostly just the typical visiting with family stuff.
current music: happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me
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| Sunday, June 15th, 2008
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6:38 pm - hair and vacay
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( hair pics )
I'm pretty much packed up and ready for Mittenshenanigans in Motown! All's I need to do is the stuff I can't do until it's go time. Bathroom stuff, hair stuff, contact stuff, etc. I'll still need all that in the morning. So for now... I wait. And get cds ready. And then tomorrow morning at approximately 7am, it's Mother-Daughter-Pup Road Trip 2008! MI or bust! And I probably won't be on while I'm gone, but I'll catch up with everyone when I get back! :)
current music: love song ~ sara bareilles
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| Friday, June 13th, 2008
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2:13 pm - pedi, or petty?
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In response to the LJ writer's block - vampires or werewolves: werewolves, but this is beside the point.
My mom had scheduled she and I nail appointments at her nail place. I don't usually do this kind of thing, I've only had my feet done exactly twice in my life. Once a year, this time of year, I guess. First time was my bro's wedding 2 years ago. Last time was this same time after school got out last year. So I was due, right? The appointment was for 1:30.
We walk in and sit down. And there is a lady getting her fingernails done. And there are 4 girls between the ages of I'd say 12-14 sitting in all the massage chairs for the pedicures. 2 look to be finished, 2 are being worked on. They were OB. NOXIOUS. So, I have a few statements and rhetorical questions to make.
1 (and this is the biggie). As a working establishment, do you not consider it rude to take in apparent walk-ins that you know will grossly overlap the time of a scheduled appointment?
2. Do you not also consider it rude to 'underestimate' the time the waiting party needs to wait because you don't want to admit that it will really be longer? Because after we had been sitting there for about 10 minutes, my mom asked and was told it'd be about 5 minutes (my mom actually got to get started on her hands while I had to continue to wait, and I'm sure that was a scheduled appointment that went a few minutes over). And for a few minutes it was fine, because I started reading a LOST article in some magazine. Not noticing how much time had gone by, someone finally tells me I can start soaking my feet. I looked up to see that it had been about 30 minutes since we first arrived. And instead of going to sit in the middle of these girls who were still there and one was now having her fingernails painted (uhh, doesn't that mean that you're still not ready for me? That you're trying to make it look not as bad as it is by having me start soaking my feet to mask the fact that I'm still waiting?), I told my mom I was leaving and I walked out.
3. Girls, you're really not as cute as you think you are. You are obnoxious (as noted when you asked the ladies to speak in English and when you asked if they were from China and when you thought that was 'soooo cool!' when they either said yes or said where they're really from (I couldn't hear) and when you played your whatever you want to call that music off your phones or whatever they were and started singing along and when you smudged your own toes and then complained about it and when you started singing along to the music playing in the establishment [for the record, I Will Always Love You, Whitney Houston version, which no one ever needs to sing along to]), and thoughtless and rude, as I'm sure you don't even care that you ruined someone else's plans for the day even though one of you at least looked over at my mom and me every few seconds, as I'm sure you could tell we weren't happy with the situation. And that's probably the saddest part. You realize that we were waiting because of you, but you have no sense of empathy and will probably go about the rest of your day without a care in the world.
4. I kinda want to open my own nail place so that I could put a sign on the door that says no one under 18 allowed in. Not even supervised. Just no. Turn around and walk the other way. Would that hurt business... or would it help business by drawing in all the other people that do not want to have this type of situation occur? Hmmmm. And possibly a sign that says appointments only, absolutely no walk-ins.
As I was walking out, my mom said "But I wanted you to have a pedicure..." Well, I'm sorry mom. :( But later today, you can tell me just how long that whole ordeal continued even after I left. And I have a hair appointment at 3 at a place where I know I won't be kept waiting and I know I won't be surrounded by little girls.
OH, and the sad part is that my mom was telling me as we sat there that she's complained about this sort of thing before (having an appointment but getting there and seeing that walk-ins have taken her place). And she's said to them 'Didn't I have an appointment?' And that one time she tried walking in but they wouldn't take her and she told them 'whenever I have appointments, you always take walk-ins, but now that I'm trying to, you won't try to accommodate me...' and that she heard from her friend (who was getting her own nails done when this happened) that that was all the ladies talked about after that (Judy kept hearing my mom's name) and that the next time my mom went in, the one scorned lady sure did rush to make sure my mom was happy.
~ And let me just add to this that we're not Beverly Hills 90210 kinds of people here. It's not like we expect star treatment. It's not like my mom was like 'I'm gonna bitch til I get what I want', it's just a simple matter of I have an appointment and now you're making me wait. Anyone can understand that, right?
I also understand that it can be hard to find a good nail, hair, waxing, whatever you're looking for place. Good at least in the sense that you feel they're doing a good job with whatever you're technically paying them to do. And that when you find one, it's hard to leave it. But when that happens to you repeatedly? It just might be time to find somewhere else. If you've made vocal statements that don't seem to be getting the point across, then make a monetary one by taking your business elsewhere. (Easier said that done, right?)
Ok, about time for me to go to my hair appointment.
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| Thursday, June 12th, 2008
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11:33 pm - running update, blarg
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Jenn and I planned on going to the gym this evening, and when I got over there, she and Corey were putting the twins to bed. Evan was being a fussybutt, possibly teething, so Jenn rubbed him down with Orajel and handed him over to me. He and I rocked for a good 30-35 minutes before Jenn even reemerged from the kids' room. Isn't it amazing how you can just stare at a sleeping baby and realize there is nothing more perfect in the world than the curve of his little nose and the length of his little eyelashes and the wrinkles on his chubby hands? Ahhh I love him so much!
As for the gym, I had a strong bout of running for 3 minutes. Probably could've gone longer but decided "I did my 3, I'm stopping" instead of pushing myself. I'm lame, I know. Then tried it again a few minutes later and received some wonderful cramps in my ribcage so I stopped after 2. Jenn ran forever. Afterwards she asked how I did, and when I mentioned the odd cramping, she said she gets that too but just runs through it. Interesting. I'll try to keep that in mind next time. And yeah yeah, everyone said to run outside. Still haven't done that although I have thought about it! I should get thinking points, right? Perhaps when I'm in Motown, as I won't know where any gyms are and also as there should be much more pleasant running-outside-weather.
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| Wednesday, June 11th, 2008
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5:08 pm - summer boredom is already setting in
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Next year, I think I'm totally gonna look more into the summer program at the zoo that I almost applied for this year (but I didn't see it until a few days before apps were due and didn't want to just rush into it).
This morning I woke up around 9:30ish and I totally could've just rolled over and slept some more but I had to get up and get ready to meet Jackie for lunch. I loves me some sleep, but I'm kinda bummed that I'm already in sleep-in mode. And probably I'm bummed about it because that means, yep, I have nothing better to do with my time. Which seems to be a blessing and a curse. And on top of that, when I got home from lunch, I took an hour nap! Let's just pretend that I'm catching up on what I missed throughout the school year...
I've also been having that summer munchie feeling, but I really don't want to start in on that! It's quite a demonstration of self control to not wander into the kitchen every 5 minutes. I've been seriously considering water and gum but so far have had neither. Must not let myself munch all summer long. What's the deal with that anyway? It's not like I munch at school so why do I want to now?
Started reading Jodi Picoult's My Sister's Keeper, on loan from Naima. I adore it! 2 days of reading = 1/4 of the way done! See, this is the kind of book I like to read! Naima knows me so well. :)
Alright, I'm gonna cave and eat a 100 calorie triple fudge brownie, and then perhaps go pick the book back up for a couple hours while I wait for So You Think You Can Dance.
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| Sunday, June 8th, 2008
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4:27 pm - summer vacay and a question about running
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Let the sleeping in begin! I really didn't mean to sleep so much today though. :0) I woke up at 8 or 8:30 and just didn't feel like getting up yet and then slept til 11. Almost 12 hours of sleep considering I went to bed lameishly early last night. Had spent 3 hours in the pool with Jenn and the kids yesterday, wore me out. Wonder how they slept? ;)
Well I thought I had more to say and then my mom interrupted me to ask how old my brother is about to be... 25 for those who are wondering, a year older than me. ;)
My mom and I are planning on driving to MI in another week. Spend the rest of June there, and then head home. If she had her way, we'd fly, but I won out on the "I refuse to fly" argument. One thing could throw a kink in the plans though; she just had her heart checked out at the end of last week, and if the report is not favorable, I'm not sure what we'll do. But for now, that's the plan. I've been thinking about my grandparents' houses and how I really can't wait to be back there. I really wish my grandma hadn't moved when my grandpa died because I'd really love to go back to the place we always went to as children. Then again, he died when I was 10 so I guess you could say I went where she lives now as a child. But it's not the same because Grandpa wasn't there. My other grandma and grandpa though, have been in the same old place since my mom was a baby. I really just wanna sit on their back stoop in shorts and barefeet. And go down to their basement. A novelty we don't have around here. :)
I keep thinking about visiting my bro and SIL in Florida too, but if I went to MI and FL, I wouldn't feel like I had much of a relaxing summer, so I'm not sure about that. Besides, they're coming here mid-Aug on their way up to WA, so what's the point in me going there if they'd just turn around and come here?
Tomorrow I'm going up to school to clean out the closets I'm inheriting. I thought I was going to be left with tons and tons of crap, but actually I'm not! A lady well known around the school is going to be starting up her own day care, so Melissa let her take whatever she wanted, and she basically took everything! I'll just need to go through Melissa's resource books that she didn't want to take, things she said she used, and decide if I want to keep them. I'm sure there's good stuff in there, but it's always hard to dig through someone else's stuff but it also seems like such a waste to just throw it away. I'll probably keep it all and never really look at it. Which is a waste as well.
~ I also need to see if I can find the keys to my locks. I should probably do that now while I'm thinking about it. Great, a quick check of where I thought they were revealed one set. There should be 4. Although I also have locks with a number code and I know where that all is.
And hopefully I'll find some other things to do with my summer as well. Too much traveling can leave you feeling worn out, but too much sitting around at home can leave you feeling like a waste of skin. Naima, wanna try again for Bluebell?
Oh, I'm also hoping to go to the gym this summer during the day by myself. Eek. I'm thinking there wouldn't be as many people there during the day.
~ Question to any runners out there: my friends and I are committing to the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in October. We've been having all sorts of mini-discussions about pacing and timing. My problem is that when I run at the 5.0 pace, which is what they mostly say they run at, I feel like I'm stepping all over my own feet, and I also feel like I'm flatfooting my feet as I step. The stride isn't long enough for my preference. And I'm wondering how it doesn't work for me, the shortest in the bunch, when it works for my friends, and believe me, they're pretty tall. Wouldn't they prefer longer strides and I prefer shorter ones? At any rate, when I run I just hold down the button on the treadmill until it feels right, which leaves me running anywhere between 5.6-6.0. I can't run as long as Jenn can, probably because I'm tired out faster than her. (And sure I could build myself up to it, same as she's built up to running longer.) But does anyone have any tips/suggestions/advice?
current music: vacation ~ the go-gos
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| Thursday, June 5th, 2008
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10:14 pm - fin!
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Dear school year 07-08,
Thank you for being over. I can't believe I made it out unscathed, and more importantly, so did the children.
Love, Me
current mood: relieved
current music: motorcycle drive by ~ 3eb
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| Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008
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10:03 pm - blah
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Found out yesterday that my lil bro was promoted to lieutenant jg.
Can't wait to get rid of a few certain children at school. I've literally had enough. I had literally had enough a few months ago...
Major headache this eve. Won't go away.
Will need to leave early tomorrow so I can stop at Walgreens for bowls and Qtips. In which case, I should probably get off the comp...
Am tentatively planning to finish packing up tomorrow. We'll see.
Can. Not wait to have hair chopped off. Must make appointment.
Ugh.
current mood:  tired
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| Friday, May 30th, 2008
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10:12 pm - what a day
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Today was 'school picnic' day. I remember back in the day, this wonderful thing called 'field day' where we'd sign up for events and compete and there would be winners and (gasp) losers... but today, we had 'school picnic' day, which was easily just as tiring.
Then, Carolin had offered to help me pack up (she's been having sleepless nights, she says, worrying about me and Jose) but I ended up staying til almost 8 this eve, packing myself up. There are still things to do, but I really slowed down in the last hour I was at school. It was getting to just be the more tedious stuff, and no one likes to do that. :( Trying to figure out what, if any, resource books I should take with me (of the ones that aren't specifically mine), and the thought of my poor disgusting filing cabinets with 3 years of unfiled stuff just stacked in various drawers... I don't want to leave anything (even though I obviously won't need 2nd grade stuff anymore, and I really won't need math and science stuff. But I'm not exactly near retirement, and ya never know where you're gonna end up), but I don't want to file it either... ugh.
I suppose I'll go up there tomorrow to begin the tedious work. I'll probably call her and tell her it's mostly done, but also ask her opinion on filing cabinets and resources books and such. Boo urns, just the thought of those filing cabinets... I really just wanna leave it a big mess. I literally just, I can't even describe the feeling that came over me at the thought of having to file.
The plan though, is to box up what needs to be moved so that it's ready to have 4th graders move it this last week of school (so I won't have to do it myself, yay for boys). And also because then, when school's out, I gotta clean out the closets I'll be inheriting. :( Word on the street is that Melissa (whose room I'm moving into) isn't taking anything. And also, I peeked in there yesterday, and she's quite messy. :( So needless to say, since I just love cleaning soooo much, I can't wait to clean up someone else's mess!! Actually, I think I figured out today that I don't hate cleaning, there is something very, rewarding (? the feeling of accomplishment, maybe?) about it. It's just that there must be music and whistling and I move at a snail's pace whilst doing it. I often just stop. And look.
Oh, I finally reapplied for my certifications today. Geez louise. Cutting it close, much?
current music: paralyzed ~ finger eleven
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| Wednesday, May 21st, 2008
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6:12 pm - moz def
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It's officially offish. I will be moving to 4th.
And wow that spread like wildfire through the school!
Eek!
current mood:  a lil throwuppie
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| Tuesday, May 20th, 2008
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6:23 pm - time for a change?
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Earlier today, I was asked to switch to 4th grade. Which is something I had wanted and mentioned one little time earlier in the year. Not sure if that was remembered, or if they decided amongst themselves that they should ask me.
I think I'm gonna do it!
Pros: less planning (will only have to do ELA and SS), only keep the kids half the day then move them over to their math/science teacher while I get to do the SAME LESSONS again (which goes full circle with less planning), I already know the kids and really liked that group {could I please get Nick back again, pretty please?}, back with my homegirls Carolin and Jaime who were so mercilessly ripped away from me for this school year.
Cons: MOVING. And I was so looking forward to just shoving everything in the closets and letting the clutter just be all cluttery again for yet another year. But this could also lead into being a pro, if I manage to organize things better in the move.
current mood:  nervous
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