The family is getting into the birthday season. February kicks it off with my sister-in-law's birthday and then boom....3 in April...2 in May....4 in June (including 3 anniversaries)....2 in July...1 in November and 1 in December. Whew!
On Sunday we went out to eat to celebrate the brother in law's BD at his favorite steakhouse chain. I have a new favorite there-- not beef but salmon. Oh my gosh....so good.
Another party is happening in public schools across Texas-- just don't ask the 4th, 5th, or 6th graders about this party! Standardized testing = yuck for them. On Friday we had a pep rally to kick off the STAAR test. Believe it or not. Years ago, when Career Girl was a little girl, she made herself sick worried about the test. The school hyped it up. They even had a pep rally. We still have the pencil....somewhere. A local pediatrician said she sees more cases of pediatric anxiety during state testing. Such a sad cycle.
Hope you are all well, Grainiacs. Especially you teaching grainiacs. God bless you!
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
Oh Hell
Where is time going? Slow down. I have reading and finals to do. I have a church presentation to give. I have a son to get packed and home. I have too many things to do before my own graduation!
It seems like I just took this library gig and now I am counting down the days till it's over. So unreal.
As you all know Thursday is my hell day at work. It seems every class from Kinder to 6th are problem children (okay, it could be me too!!!) but my day was going pretty well for a hell day! Until my last class.....oy vey...hell day was back on target. I confess. I cried. It was horrible. I kept thinking "one more month....one more freakin' month."
But this morning was a new day. I'm an optimist that way. And I greeted all the teachers and principal with a smile and a cheery "Hello!" During my morning, my favorite little students came in. They brighten my day. They come in every morning before class to check out books. every.. morning. Yet, this morning was different. One little girl came up to me with a container and said "I always give something to my favorite teachers."
Can I just say I was humbled and delighted and squealed like a little girl. Thank you, Lord, for this little blessing wrapped up in a can of Pringles from a smiling cutie. Thank. You!!!
It seems like I just took this library gig and now I am counting down the days till it's over. So unreal.
As you all know Thursday is my hell day at work. It seems every class from Kinder to 6th are problem children (okay, it could be me too!!!) but my day was going pretty well for a hell day! Until my last class.....oy vey...hell day was back on target. I confess. I cried. It was horrible. I kept thinking "one more month....one more freakin' month."
But this morning was a new day. I'm an optimist that way. And I greeted all the teachers and principal with a smile and a cheery "Hello!" During my morning, my favorite little students came in. They brighten my day. They come in every morning before class to check out books. every.. morning. Yet, this morning was different. One little girl came up to me with a container and said "I always give something to my favorite teachers."
Pringles makes everything better! |
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
oh the routine of it all
Every morning since taking an "out of the home" job (let's face it; staying home is a job too, only you don't get paid weekly or monthly!) I have established certain routines. Wake, shower, get dressed, clean up doggie presents (ugh), feed animals, feed me, fix lunch if I haven't prepared it the night before, blog, check emails or Fb (if time allows), get in car and go to work. Repeat. What has NOT been a routine has been once I return home. Well, I shouldn't say that; my routine is to flop on the couch or easy chair and sit in a vegetative state staring at a big black box that transports me to others' lives. I can laugh at the shenanigans of the Pritchett and Dumfy families on Modern Family; or relate (too much to my liking) of the Heck Family (The Middle). All in all, I know they are created families and usually by the end of the episode-- resolution. Not so much in real life. My routine continues in the morning, but my afternoons and evenings are complete wasted time.
Don't get me wrong: I WANT to do better, but my mind and body are not cooperating right now. Maybe it is because deep down I think "I'll have time" to get my act together. I'm still fairly young, I can do it. But what if this is my "act." What if I'm going to continue to be a slug from 4:45- 10:00 pm?
I have been playing a mind game with myself. In my 40's I thought "I have time." Now that I'm in my 50's I still keep telling myself "I have time." Each morning I resolve to do better with my time and each afternoon I think "screw it!"
This past Monday I decided to take my library classes by the horns. These poor kids have not had any routine in this library since the former librarian retired. They had a substitute for one month and then they had me (the "permanent" substitute) who had no idea what she was doing. Since taking the job, we have had "practice" state testing, "for real" state testing, spring break, Easter break, half-days, events that turn my scheduling upside down--like the time I had prepared the library for usual 2nd grade time, only to see the 5th graders standing at the door. Never a dull moment and one to keep the blood pressure on a high! For the past 2 days I have had a heart to heart talk with the students and told them from now on this is where we will sit and this is what you can expect each time you come to the library. Unfortunately I had to follow through with a threat I have given-- I sent a kid to the office! I felt bad for a second and then told the next class, I felt bad but now I'm a pro. Don't push me!!! (LOL)
So let's hear it for routines. They are our friends. And don't forget to follow through. May you have a routine kind of day, Grainiacs!
Don't get me wrong: I WANT to do better, but my mind and body are not cooperating right now. Maybe it is because deep down I think "I'll have time" to get my act together. I'm still fairly young, I can do it. But what if this is my "act." What if I'm going to continue to be a slug from 4:45- 10:00 pm?
I have been playing a mind game with myself. In my 40's I thought "I have time." Now that I'm in my 50's I still keep telling myself "I have time." Each morning I resolve to do better with my time and each afternoon I think "screw it!"
This past Monday I decided to take my library classes by the horns. These poor kids have not had any routine in this library since the former librarian retired. They had a substitute for one month and then they had me (the "permanent" substitute) who had no idea what she was doing. Since taking the job, we have had "practice" state testing, "for real" state testing, spring break, Easter break, half-days, events that turn my scheduling upside down--like the time I had prepared the library for usual 2nd grade time, only to see the 5th graders standing at the door. Never a dull moment and one to keep the blood pressure on a high! For the past 2 days I have had a heart to heart talk with the students and told them from now on this is where we will sit and this is what you can expect each time you come to the library. Unfortunately I had to follow through with a threat I have given-- I sent a kid to the office! I felt bad for a second and then told the next class, I felt bad but now I'm a pro. Don't push me!!! (LOL)
So let's hear it for routines. They are our friends. And don't forget to follow through. May you have a routine kind of day, Grainiacs!
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Psychic Strawberry
Just call me Psychic Strawberry because I knew it. I JUST KNEW IT!!!!! What did I know, you ask? Let me start at the beginning. Foreseeing the future (with the help of the
school district calendar and countless emails about the STAAR testing) I
realized I had not gotten an assignment, for example monitoring the halls,
lunch duty, recess, etc) so I whipped out an email on Friday asking the asst
principal about it. No reply. Weekend comes and no reply. Monday Crazy Morning, I track her down (am I
an idiot? Why didn’t I hide under my
desk???) and of course she was crazy busy and said she would think about it after
she had taken care of whatever she was doing.
I went back to the library to hide and shelve books and straighten up a
tad although that had been taken care of the week before! Wish I could get that kind of energy when it
came to housecleaning.
Anywho, a resource person comes in and says the principal
wants me to get the books in numerical order so it will be easier to
inventory. Uh, but we still have 2
months of classes, I think to myself.
Realistically I realize this is busy work because they forgot to hand
out an assignment to the sub librarian.
They DID think to hire substitutes for that day! HA So I sat in the library most of the day
(until it was time for lunch duty! Ugh) and squinted and pulled out books
looking for those little numbers that are mostly faded and counted.
Here is what the majority of the shelves looked like after I finished.
And here is what they looked like yesterday after classes! Yep. It's gonna be a long April month. I'm psychic, ya know!!
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