Boys...you need to play in the 3rd and 4th quarters too!
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Girly Girl moments I will never have...
Just for fun:
1. I will never read any book written by Stephanie Meyer. I’m sorry Twilight addicts, but your obsession is beyond my comprehension. I mean, for goodness sake, the blood sucking, murdering vampires sparkle; how weird is that?
2.I will never tote my dog/pet around with me like a fashion accessory. Your four-legged friend is a companion, not a fashion accessory.
3. I will never allow a day of feeling overweight or unattractive compromise my daily activities. There are not enough days at the beach or at the cottage as it is.
4. My make-up/hair routine will never make me late for an event.
5. I will never get upset with a man for holding the door for me, nor will I get upset with him if he doesn’t. It’s a door, not a social lightning rod. Don’t turn the simple act of entering a room into a commentary on feminism/your relationship/gender roles. Again, it’s a door.
6. I will never tote my dog/pet around with me like a fashion accessory. Your four-legged friend is a companion, not a fashion accessory. *IN ADDITION* Any dog I own will never be small enough to fit in any form of a bag.
I'm sure I will think of more as I notice more dumb girly things around...
1. I will never read any book written by Stephanie Meyer. I’m sorry Twilight addicts, but your obsession is beyond my comprehension. I mean, for goodness sake, the blood sucking, murdering vampires sparkle; how weird is that?
2.I will never tote my dog/pet around with me like a fashion accessory. Your four-legged friend is a companion, not a fashion accessory.
3. I will never allow a day of feeling overweight or unattractive compromise my daily activities. There are not enough days at the beach or at the cottage as it is.
4. My make-up/hair routine will never make me late for an event.
5. I will never get upset with a man for holding the door for me, nor will I get upset with him if he doesn’t. It’s a door, not a social lightning rod. Don’t turn the simple act of entering a room into a commentary on feminism/your relationship/gender roles. Again, it’s a door.
6. I will never tote my dog/pet around with me like a fashion accessory. Your four-legged friend is a companion, not a fashion accessory. *IN ADDITION* Any dog I own will never be small enough to fit in any form of a bag.
I'm sure I will think of more as I notice more dumb girly things around...
Sunday, October 25, 2009
How much should you work?
I had an interesting conversation with a friend while watching the miserable Penn St. v. U of M football game. She discussed how much we work and that you can't be doing your job well if you are not doing work at home/thinking about work at home. She said that everyone she knows across many fields (non-profits, teaching, engineering, politics, medicine, law) work long hours and put in time from home. We have to be constantly working in order to be successful.
Is that true?
American's work more than any other country. Is that a good thing? How has it affected our productivity? Our economy? Our families? Our health?
Thoughts?
Is that true?
American's work more than any other country. Is that a good thing? How has it affected our productivity? Our economy? Our families? Our health?
Thoughts?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Cooking for one
This week is a short week with no "mandatory fun night" and a trip home packed into the weekend...so this week's menu is a bit short
Monday: Chicken Pesto Pizza
Tuesday:
I'm in a hurry ham and cheese omelet
Wednesday:
Faijitas
Thursday:
airport food
Monday: Chicken Pesto Pizza
Tuesday:
I'm in a hurry ham and cheese omelet
Wednesday:
Faijitas
Thursday:
airport food
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
twenty-five.
pandora radio
twenty-six.
chocolate mint coffee creamer
twenty-seven.
Explaining to a kid that he will get beat up in high school if he continues to treat his classmates in the manner he does
twenty-eight.
old memories that come back unexpectedly
twenty-nine.
snail mail from people you didn't think would ever send you mail
thirty.
single digit countdowns to something you are excited about
thirty-one.
growing up twenty minutes from Lake Michigan
thirty-two.
the plant from my Grandma's funeral that keeps growing
thirty-three.
The strength and peace from God to keep going when everyone would understand if you quit
thirty-four.
ice cream for dinner
thirty-five.
Middle schooler smiles
pandora radio
twenty-six.
chocolate mint coffee creamer
twenty-seven.
Explaining to a kid that he will get beat up in high school if he continues to treat his classmates in the manner he does
twenty-eight.
old memories that come back unexpectedly
twenty-nine.
snail mail from people you didn't think would ever send you mail
thirty.
single digit countdowns to something you are excited about
thirty-one.
growing up twenty minutes from Lake Michigan
thirty-two.
the plant from my Grandma's funeral that keeps growing
thirty-three.
The strength and peace from God to keep going when everyone would understand if you quit
thirty-four.
ice cream for dinner
thirty-five.
Middle schooler smiles
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Procrastination station
A blog trend...jumping on the band wagon
1. Where is your cell phone? in my bag
2. Your hair? Blonde
3. Your mother? far away
4. Your father? amazing
5. Your favorite food? ice cream
6. Your dream last night? didn't
7. Your favorite drink? Chardonnay
8. Your dream/goal? to run a school district
9. What room are you in? my classroom
10. Your hobby? reading
11. Your fear? failing
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? umm...plead the fifth
13. Where were you last night? Home
14. Something that you aren’t? caught up on work
15. Muffins? Blueberry
16. Wish list item? Ralph Lauren
17. Where did you grow up? Michigan
18. Last thing you did? graded papers
19. What are you wearing? cheerleading practice clothes
20. Your TV? Grey's Anatomy
21. Your pets? I wish...PUPPIES!
22. Friends? too far away but the best in the world
23. Your life? constant challenge and completely fufilling
24. Your mood? overworked
25. Missing someone? the boy
26. Vehicle? I want a black bmw
27. Something you’re not wearing? hair tie
28. Your favorite store? The Limited
29. Your favorite color? Pink
30. When was the last time you laughed? when the bird came out of the cieling in my clasroom and the boys dove under their desks
31. Last time you cried? two Sundays ago...knock on wood
32. Your best friend? Erin
33. One place that I go to over and over? Borders
34. One person who emails me regularly? my old roommates
35. Favorite place to eat? anywhere I'm not cooking or cleaning
1. Where is your cell phone? in my bag
2. Your hair? Blonde
3. Your mother? far away
4. Your father? amazing
5. Your favorite food? ice cream
6. Your dream last night? didn't
7. Your favorite drink? Chardonnay
8. Your dream/goal? to run a school district
9. What room are you in? my classroom
10. Your hobby? reading
11. Your fear? failing
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? umm...plead the fifth
13. Where were you last night? Home
14. Something that you aren’t? caught up on work
15. Muffins? Blueberry
16. Wish list item? Ralph Lauren
17. Where did you grow up? Michigan
18. Last thing you did? graded papers
19. What are you wearing? cheerleading practice clothes
20. Your TV? Grey's Anatomy
21. Your pets? I wish...PUPPIES!
22. Friends? too far away but the best in the world
23. Your life? constant challenge and completely fufilling
24. Your mood? overworked
25. Missing someone? the boy
26. Vehicle? I want a black bmw
27. Something you’re not wearing? hair tie
28. Your favorite store? The Limited
29. Your favorite color? Pink
30. When was the last time you laughed? when the bird came out of the cieling in my clasroom and the boys dove under their desks
31. Last time you cried? two Sundays ago...knock on wood
32. Your best friend? Erin
33. One place that I go to over and over? Borders
34. One person who emails me regularly? my old roommates
35. Favorite place to eat? anywhere I'm not cooking or cleaning
Monday, October 19, 2009
On adult life...
I watch a lot of Grey's Anatomy...like if it's on...I will watch it. It was always the light at the end of the tunnel in college. Inorganic, organic, and physics exams were always on Tuesday nights. Thursday nights were always a bottle of white wine with the girlfriends that signified the end of the week. This habitual comfort has carried on...unfortunately, minus the white wine and girlfriends.
Anyways...I was in a funk most of the day. Pretty much until five minutes ago (read 8pm). I think its because life has a ton of distinctions and then you are dumped into adulthood and you can't figure out up from down.
I wake up some mornings...lay there for a second and think "is this my life...when did I grow up?!" If I lay there too long I actually feel my heart beat quicken and my blood pressure spike. An alarm goes off on my phone (a phone I pay for), then I step out of my bed (that I own), and walk out into the living room (of my own apartment I live in alone). I get ready by showering and putting in my contacts and brushing my teeth (which my continued health now shows that I manage Dr. appointments). Then I go to my car (that I own and insure) and drive to my full-time job (for which I get things like benefits and am responsible for the growth and education of over 100 students).
The last time I feel like life was well-paced and I had some grasp was in high school. Then I blinked and woke up here.
Now there aren't any distincitions. Before eight-teen there is infant, toddler, pre-kindergarten, kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school. That is seven distinct stages all before eighteen. Then there is adulthood...what is in adulthood? Nothing. adulthood then retirement.
I'm young, single, and childless. I have amazing independence, ample time, and I think I have found the right career field. I should feel unrestricted, adventurous, and limitless.
I think I just feel confused. Standing in the middle of a giant field and you can't see anything but field. There are infinite directions I could walk in.
There aren't any measures anymore. No grades. No semesters. One year rolls into the next.
How do you tell if you're doing life well?
I know life is about being a disciple of Jesus, but what do the details look like. I could live a hundred versions of my life doing that, but what does everything else look like?
How does this relate to Grey's Anatomy? They are adults...highly successful professionally. But...they cry all the time. I think every character on there has done something insane and cried ten times. I know its just a show, but this makes me feel so much better about crying and doing insane things and wondering if this is what life is supposed to look like.
Anyways...I was in a funk most of the day. Pretty much until five minutes ago (read 8pm). I think its because life has a ton of distinctions and then you are dumped into adulthood and you can't figure out up from down.
I wake up some mornings...lay there for a second and think "is this my life...when did I grow up?!" If I lay there too long I actually feel my heart beat quicken and my blood pressure spike. An alarm goes off on my phone (a phone I pay for), then I step out of my bed (that I own), and walk out into the living room (of my own apartment I live in alone). I get ready by showering and putting in my contacts and brushing my teeth (which my continued health now shows that I manage Dr. appointments). Then I go to my car (that I own and insure) and drive to my full-time job (for which I get things like benefits and am responsible for the growth and education of over 100 students).
The last time I feel like life was well-paced and I had some grasp was in high school. Then I blinked and woke up here.
Now there aren't any distincitions. Before eight-teen there is infant, toddler, pre-kindergarten, kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school. That is seven distinct stages all before eighteen. Then there is adulthood...what is in adulthood? Nothing. adulthood then retirement.
I'm young, single, and childless. I have amazing independence, ample time, and I think I have found the right career field. I should feel unrestricted, adventurous, and limitless.
I think I just feel confused. Standing in the middle of a giant field and you can't see anything but field. There are infinite directions I could walk in.
There aren't any measures anymore. No grades. No semesters. One year rolls into the next.
How do you tell if you're doing life well?
I know life is about being a disciple of Jesus, but what do the details look like. I could live a hundred versions of my life doing that, but what does everything else look like?
How does this relate to Grey's Anatomy? They are adults...highly successful professionally. But...they cry all the time. I think every character on there has done something insane and cried ten times. I know its just a show, but this makes me feel so much better about crying and doing insane things and wondering if this is what life is supposed to look like.
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